looked like Feng Canglin and Song Yiheng had something to say, and Song Yizhi was quite eye-catching.

She raised her hand and pointed to the door, and said, "Then I'll go in first?" ”

Feng Canglin responded and watched Song Yizhi enter.

After Song Yizhi entered, Song Yiheng walked up step by step and stood in front of Feng Canglin.

"What are you?" As he spoke, Song Yiheng glanced sideways at the direction of the door, and the meaning was obvious.

After the words fell, Song Yiheng raised his hand to build an enchantment to avoid the ear of the partition wall.

Although there was a bit of love in Feng Canglin's eyes, it was not much, and he said lightly, "The branches have been transformed." ”

It seems that the two bloodlines of the branches are fused very well, and they really deserve to be ......

"But her surname is Song." Song Yiheng smiled warmly.

Looking at Song Yiheng, who looked like the reincarnation of a lotus root, Feng Canglin said lightly, "Is this important?" ”

"Doesn't it matter?" Song Yiheng spread his hands, there was indescribable bad and banter like that, "Doesn't the demon world care about these things very much?" ”

"Isn't that your human cultivation?" Feng Canglin sneered, and there was a little coolness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, "The demon world relies on bloodlines to speak. ”

The look on Song Yiheng's face faded.

"You should be glad." Feng Canglin raised his hand and patted Song Yiheng's shoulder, and said a word of comfort that was not comforting, "When you have time, you can go to Feng Yi'an and ask him how he has come over the years." ”

Although Song Luo is not a loving mother, she also has some talent in defeat.

For example, Song Yiheng, a good child was raised with a bad stomach and eyes, and he still looked like a human being.

Fortunately, the branches were not raised.

"Really?" Song Yiheng looked at Feng Canglin and said unhurriedly, "Listen to my mother, When I was born, because I didn't inherit my father's bloodline, my father was so angry that he jumped to his feet, ah, I really can't see that my father will be so naïve?" ”

Feng Canglin: "......"

This rebel!

Seeing that Feng Canglin was unhappy, Song Yiheng was happy.

"Gone." Coldly dropping a sentence, Feng Canglin's figure disappeared in place.

Song Yiheng shrugged his shoulders, he walked to the door and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Song Yizhi opened the door to reveal a head, looking a little sneaky, "Uncle, he's gone?" ”

Song Yiheng nodded, then raised his hand and nodded his sister's head, and said a little funny, "What is this for?" ”

Song Yizhi looked serious, "Brother, you can't go in now!" ”

Song Yiheng was dumbfounded, "Okay." ”

Just when Song Yizhi was about to retract his head and close the door, Song Yiheng spoke, "Have you drunk?" ”

"Hmm." Song Yizhi answered, and then looked at his brother with some weakness.

Drinking and hangover was caught by my brother, dangerous!

"Have you taken the sobering pills?" Song Yiheng asked with concern, "Does it hurt to have a headache?" ”

Song Yizhi nodded and shook his head, and then asked in a low voice, "Brother, aren't you angry?" ”

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was too well-behaved and honest, Song Yiheng smiled, "You are not a child anymore, what's wrong with getting together with three or five friends, drinking some wine?" ”

He's not old-fashioned.

Song Yizhi shook his head.

"I'll wait for you outside, we're going to the City Lord's Mansion." Song Yiheng spoke in a warm voice.

Song Yizhi nodded.

When Bei Xianyue and a few people packed up, the six of them came out together.

As for Yuan Xu, it can only be said that Song Yizhi has another snake on his wrist.

After a battle, Peony City was somewhat depressed, and there were hardly any mortals on the streets, only a few monks could be seen from time to time.

When he arrived at the gate of the city lord's mansion, Song Yizhi saw a large group of monks gathered there.

On the improvised high platform stood the city lord of Peony City, Huaizhu and Lu Li.

Song Yizhi didn't rush in, she looked around and saw Lan Qianqian and the three of them in the crowd.

The city lord of Peony City looked excited when he saw Song Yizhi and his party behind them.

Many monks noticed that the city lord of Peony City was staring in one direction, and they all looked back curiously, and then they saw a few people with too good looks.

Song Yizhi didn't hate the scene in front of everyone, but he didn't like it much.

"Let's go." Song Yiheng said.

Song Yizhi responded, and then reached out and pulled Bei Xianyue to the front, asking her to help her share some attention.

Bei Xianyue was speechless, but she didn't say anything.

The monks unanimously made a way for Song Yizhi and his party to walk on the high platform.

The city lord of Peony City raised his hand and saluted Song Yizhi and the others, "Thank you to a few monks from the Changqiu Sect for helping Peony City." ”

As the captain, it was Song Yizhi's turn to come out at this time.

She raised her hand and saluted to the city lord of Peony City, "If there is no city lord who trusts us, the final effect will not be like this." ”

"Please also ask Miss Song to explain to the monks what happened last night." After speaking, the city lord of Peony City sighed helplessly, "These people don't know much, and what I say is not convincing. ”

Song Yizhi looked at Huaizhu and then at Lu Li and the others, and finally looked at the city lord of Peony City.

After thinking for a moment, Song Yizhi nodded.

She took two steps up, raised her hand and saluted the cultivator below, "I am Song Yizhi of the Changqiu Sect." ”

The monks below raised their hands in return.

After a simple greeting, Song Yizhi put down her hand, and she spoke slowly, "If you didn't take the initiative last night, we alone wouldn't be able to control that kind of scene." ”

The city lord of Peony City opened his mouth in understanding, "I have thanked you monks on behalf of all the people in Peony City. ”

With that, he raised his hand and bowed deeply to the monks below.

The monks returned the salute and said that this was what every monk should do.

"Thinking about what happened last night, you really want to know the whole picture, I'll tell you ......" Song Yizhi told the Zhao family, Yingchun Tower, or the corpse demonization one by one.

After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi's tone was a little solemn, "The demonization of corpses is not a trivial matter, who did it, I think that many people saw the captured demon cultivators last night, and the relationship between the immortal cultivation world and the demon world eased a little, and at this time, I am afraid that the matter of corpse demonization will be staged again a long time ago." ”

After Song Yizhi finished speaking, many monks who didn't understand the demonization of the corpse and the things behind it asked one after another.

Song Yizhi briefly talked about the past history.

After understanding this, the monks condemned the abomination of the demon world one after another, and they were filled with righteous indignation.

Seeing that the desired result was achieved, Song Yizhi retired and handed over the next things to the city lord of Peony City.

Lan Qianqian, who was mixed in the crowd, looked at Song Yizhi on the high platform, her eyes dark.

The person standing there in the limelight should not be Song Yizhi!

Song Yizhi, why can she stand there!

I don't know why, Lan Qianqian had a voice in her heart that told her that the person standing there shining should be her and not Song Yizhi.

The city lord of Peony City once again opened his mouth to express his gratitude to the monks, and then said that three days after the auction ended, a banquet was held in the city lord's mansion to invite the monks, which was considered a thank you and a celebration.

Speaking of the auction, Song Yizhi's face changed.

Except for Bei Xianyue and Bai Liqi, who didn't know it, the other four people almost thought of one.

They seem to be celebrating early.

Forget it, it's all celebrated anyway, so let's celebrate it in advance.

After the monks dispersed, the city lord of Peony City invited everyone on the stage to enter the mansion.

Looking at the few people who walked into the City Lord's Mansion, Lan Qianqian squinted.

Then, she said a few words to Qiao Yuanyuan beside her.

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Don't ask why the Zhizhi family is kept in the dark alone, I will write it later, no spoilers

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