When Song Yizhi was telling about the past, Peony seemed to suddenly wake up, looking at her directly, and as if she was looking at others through her.

Song Yizhi turned to meet Peony's gaze.

"You're right." Peony reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's hand and gently rubbed her soft wattle.

Song Yizhi farms all year round, and the ploughing tools grind out a thin layer of cocoons in her palm, although it is soft, but if you really say how it feels, it is actually not good.

Touching those cocoons, Peony's expression changed, but in the end, she was still reluctant to let go of Song Yizhi's hand.

After a long time, Peony looked at Song Yizhi, "You are not her, there are no calluses in the palms of her hands, but you look like her." ”

Her peony... Sister......

Cold, gentle and kind Sister Peony, she really looks like Sister Peony.

After thinking about it, Song Yizhi said dryly, "I can also be your peony for the time being." ”

In order to get out alive, she can be a peony for a short time.

Peony looked at Song Yizhi directly, her eyes were almost greedy, she seemed to want to carve this face into her bones, "You broke the formation, right?" ”

If she hadn't broken those formations, she wouldn't have known about them.

Speaking of which, she was also the first person to break all the formations in such a short period of time.

Song Yizhi nodded, thought about it and corrected, "It's not a broken formation, it should be a broken formation." ”

Wei Ling: "......"

Let's just say, is now the time to talk about this?

But, should I say it or not, it's really worthy of you, Song Yizhi!

Honestly, you blew up the formation with as many thunderbolts as you wanted!

Wei Ling silently sneered.

Peony was silent for a moment, trying to brew emotions.

Song Yizhi pulled the atmosphere back with one sentence, "Your obsession is that you killed Peony with your own hands, and you think Peony is hating you." ”

Peony looked at Song Yizhi, and suddenly two lines of tears slipped down.

She held Song Yizhi's hand tightly and burst into tears, "I don't know, I really don't know that you were forcibly taken by him, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have killed you, you are my sister, sister is sorry, sorry ......"

Looking at the peony who cried into tears, Song Yizhi was silent.

Bad evaluation.

But it's important to resolve obsessions, and now is the critical juncture!

Song Yizhi stood in the position of peony dying and brewed a good mood, and then said, "I never hated you, I only felt relieved when I died, I can go to my husband and children, but I have suffered you, what should you do in the future?" What a bright and happy girl you used to be......"

Song Yizhi raised his hand and gently stroked Peony's face, his tone full of distress and regret.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who had an affectionate face, Wei Ling raised his hand and rubbed his arm.

Song Yizhi's acting skills are really good!

Peony looked at Song Yizhi with teary eyes, and then reached out to hug Song Yizhi and cried, saying sorry, sister sorry......

Peony is like a child who has been wandering for a long time and finally found a support, crying aggrieved and pitiful.

Seeing that Peony's body gradually became transparent, Song Yizhi raised her hand and gently brushed her hair.

A poor man, too.

But fortunately, the obsession is solved.

The cry gradually weakened, and Peony raised her head to look at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi raised his hand to wipe her tears, which was gentle and distressing.

Peony is a little greedy, but she knows that she doesn't have much time left after her obsession is resolved.

She raised her hand a little sluggishly, her slender fingers brushed Song Yizhi's face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, I always knew that Sister Peony didn't hate me. ”

She just couldn't believe that Peony didn't hate herself, and she had been waiting for someone to tell her about it.

It's a pity that those people before thought that Peony hated herself, but in fact, when Peony died, her eyes were full of relief, and she felt sorry for herself.

Just like the current Song Yizhi.

She's really like a peony, but she's not a peony.

Song Yizhi looked at the peony quietly.

Peony took Song Yizhi's warm hand and rubbed the back of her hand a little greedily.

"Thank you." Peony's voice gradually collapsed.

She raised her head and gave Song Yizhi one last look, "Goodbye." ”

The words fell, and the peony instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only the red clothes that fell to the ground and ...... The peony flower that fell into Song Yizhi's hand.

Song Yizhi looked at the peony flower in his hand, lowered his head and sniffed slightly.

The fragrance of peony flowers is refreshing.

"Squeak—"

The door of the Peony Building opened.

After a while, the Peony Building suddenly disappeared.

Several people found them at the entrance to a staircase.

The steps were cloudless, and I didn't know where they were going.

Song Yizhi raised his head, looked at the towering steps, and took a few steps back.

Wei Ling strode up with Xiao Xizi in his arms, saw the snow-like peony flower in Song Yizhi's hand, and asked, "Solved?" ”

Song Yizhi nodded.

Lan Minjun looked at Song Yizhi, his gaze stayed on the peony flower for a moment, and said gently, "Miss Song, we have to climb the stairs." ”

"You guys." Song Yizhi fiddled with the petals and looked up at Lan Minjun, "The obsession of the master of the secret realm has been solved, what's the matter?" Do you really want to take me with you? ”

Lan Minjun said politely, "Miss Song doesn't want to, and we don't have a reason to be strong, Miss Song take care." ”

Zhou Fang Zijue is already in Song Yizhi's hands, if she doesn't want to go, she won't go, but a few of them will definitely go, covering up people's eyes.

Song Yizhi waved his hand and sent them away.

Seeing that the four of them began to climb the stairs and walk up, Song Yizhi raised his hand and crutched Wei Ling, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to try?" ”

After the most difficult level, there may be some good opportunities in the future.

Wei Ling shook his head vigorously without a little hesitation, "I'm crazy?!" I'm not going! Let's wait here for the end of the secret realm. ”

Half-immortal!

If she doesn't have the strength, it's a crime, and she doesn't want to die yet.

Besides, she wasn't interested in getting a chance to be a cult cultivator.

Song Yizhi answered, and then sat down with Wei Ling.

Looking at the few figures that had disappeared into the clouds, Song Yizhi had nothing to do, bowing his head and playing with the peony flower.

Fingers plucked the stamen, and Song Yizhi found that there was a purple jade copper coin in the heart of the flower.

The copper coin with the inner square and the outer circle is engraved with a few words, Zhoufang.

Zhou Fang?

Zhou Fang Zijue?!

Song Yizhi was a little unconvinced, and then reached out to pick up the purple jade copper coin to see what was going on.

It's just that when her finger touched the purple jade copper coin, the purple jade copper coin disappeared instantly.

In the next second, Song Yizhi found that the disappeared copper coin was in the dantian.

Song Yizhi, who was forced to recognize the master by the half-immortal weapon, suddenly darkened his face.

This man can't be too curious!

You can't even owe it!

Noticing Song Yizhi's not very good-looking face, Wei Ling thought that she was uncomfortable, and asked worriedly, "Song Yizhi, what's wrong with you?" Isn't there something uncomfortable? ”

"I'm fine." Song Yizhi gritted his teeth.

Well, she has one more reason to die at any time!

Carrying a half-immortal weapon!

Who doesn't want to kill people and take treasures?!

What about playing with her!?

Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi's gritted teeth, and he really couldn't see what was good about her.

Song Yizhi didn't speak, but greeted Tiandao eighteen times in his heart.

Wei Ling hesitated, but asked again, "... Are you really okay? ”

Song Yizhi took a few deep breaths, and finally resisted the urge to throw the peony flower out and spoke, "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something not very good." ”

Wei Ling raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi's shoulder, but did not speak.

(End of chapter)