Chapter 254: He's Impeccable, I'm Not
"Squeak."
The door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and the sunlight outside slipped in a little, Lan Qianqian squinted, and then looked into the sunlight and saw Rong Yueyuan.
The man in the robe walked in against the light, his pace slow, dignified and warm.
Several disciples of the Discipline Hall bowed their heads and saluted.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand.
"Five Elders!" Lan Qianqian looked at Rong Yueyuan appearing here, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she also showed a little happy look on her face.
Rong Yueyuan didn't make a sound, he raised his hand, and the spiritual power flowed away and submerged into Lan Qianqian's body.
"Ugh!" Lan Qianqian screamed in pain.
Her face turned pale.
The spiritual power flowing in the body was strong and domineering, and the meridians that were too fragile could not bear it.
After a while, the spiritual power arrived at the dantian.
The brilliant Lei Linggen stayed quietly in the dantian.
The spiritual power that does not hide the domineering swept over the spiritual root.
Lan Qianqian's face became more and more ugly, and the most deadly place was occupied by the powerful spiritual power, and she was stiff and didn't dare to move.
Silent oppression and danger surged up, and cold sweat broke out on Lan Qianqian's forehead.
She gritted her teeth and struggled to look up at Rong Yueyuan.
I saw that the man's warm face was a little more cold, which made the angular face even more cold.
At this moment, Lan Qianqian could understand why Rong Yueyuan appeared here.
The Five Elders will come to the Discipline Hall just to find out their spiritual roots!
Thinking of this, Lan Qianqian was painful and sad.
Rong Yueyuan withdrew his spiritual power after getting the desired result.
Walking out of the interrogation room, Rong Yueyuan glanced at the steward behind him, and a gentle voice sounded, "When necessary, you can use some inhuman means." ”
The steward raised his hand and saluted.
The door of the interrogation room was not closed, and Rong Yueyuan's voice drifted to Lan Qianqian's ears.
Lan Qianqian, who heard this, looked even more sad.
Leaving the Discipline Hall, Rong Yueyuan tore through the space and went to Xuzhou.
Sensing that Rong Yueyuan had torn apart the space and left the Changqiu Sect again, Shen Bu secretly thought that when Rong Yueyuan came back next time, he must ask carefully.
Lotus Town, the private residence of the Lan family.
Not long after Song Yizhi lay down, there was a knock on the door of the house.
She thought that it might be Bei Xianyue and them who came over at this time, so she said "enter".
In a moment, Rong Yueyuan walked out from behind the screen.
Rong Yueyuan walked in and saw Song Yizhi lying on the bed in his middle coat and preparing to sleep.
Looks like she's ready to sleep.
As soon as Song Yizhi turned her head, she saw the man standing there, she sat up suddenly, and her crisp voice was raised a few points, "Why are you here?" ”
Before the words fell, Song Yizhi pulled up the slippery quilt and wrapped himself in only one head.
Rong Yueyuan retreated behind the screen.
He looked at the blurred figure on the bed through the screen, and said softly, "There are some things that need to be asked about Young Master Lan and Night Cold Star. ”
Lan Minjun and the Night Cold Star?
Song Yizhi was stunned, she lifted the quilt and was about to get up and change clothes.
Rong Yueyuan, who heard the movement, turned his back to the screen, and his gentle voice was not slow, "Lie down, I will tell you what you want to know." ”
Hearing this, Song Yizhi grabbed his coat's hand for a beating, and then pulled the quilt and lay down.
She wrapped herself in a head, and then spoke, "You can come in and sit down." ”
"It's okay, that's it." After speaking, Rong Yueyuan dragged over a stool with his spiritual power, and he sat down with his back to the screen, "I went to check, Lan Qianqian's Thunder Spirit Root is well fused, it seems to be innate." ”
If you don't know that Lan Xiqian's Lei Linggen has stolen someone else's, you may not be able to see the problem.
Song Yizhi rolled around the bed wrapped in the quilt.
This is not surprising at all, after all, it is Lan Xiqian's mother-in-law!
"What else?" Song Yizhi asked.
After the voice fell, Song Yizhi rolled around again.
The sound of rustling reached his ears, and Rong Yueyuan guessed that Song Yizhi might be rolling around with the quilt rolled up after thinking about it.
"Don't roll around, be careful of falling." After reminding him, Rong Yueyuan said, "With the ability of the Discipline Hall, no matter how well the Lan family hides, they can be caught, but the Discipline Hall has not found any news. ”
Song Yizhi's tumbling action stopped, she opened the quilt and sat up, reaching out to brush the broken hair that was sticking to her face.
After using his brain, Song Yizhi opened his mouth and asked, "So you plan to ask Lan Minjun about it, and then ask Ye Hanxing about the spiritual root?" ”
Rong Yueyuan let out an "um".
"You're in charge of this again?" Song Yizhi asked.
"Hmm." Rong Yueyuan responded.
Song Yizhi looked sideways at the back of the screen that was as straight as a pine, and became silent.
With Rong Yueyuan's temper, it is inevitable that he will not take on this kind of thing, and the reason why he is actually taking this kind of thing now is obvious.
"Because of me?" Thinking so, Song Yizhi also asked.
At this time, Song Yizhi really hoped that he was self-inflicted.
Rong Yueyuan paused before speaking, "Sort of." ”
If there was no pause, Song Yizhi might have really believed it.
Song Yizhi put her hands on her cheeks, she lay on the bed and looked at the back behind the screen, "What you just said was the truth?" ”
"It's not a lie." Rong Yueyuan said.
Song Yizhi let out an "oh".
"Rest early, I'm out." After speaking, Rong Yueyuan got up and walked out.
The sound of the door closing sounded, and Song Yizhi turned over and lay flat.
She looked at the curtain above her head and blinked.
……
Next.
When Song Yizhi got up, it was already three poles in the sun.
There was no one in the courtyard, so Song Yizhi wandered to the small kitchen, and then sat behind the stove to prepare for cooking.
Yan Lingyu searched around, and finally found Song Yizhi in the small kitchen.
Looking at Song Yizhi, who was dressed in gray-purple narrow sleeves, shrunk behind the stove, Yan Lingyu leaned against the door frame.
Song Yizhi stood up and scooped a scoop of water into the pot, and then glanced at Yan Lingyu, "What to eat?" ”
"Everything." After speaking, Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi's back as he began to get busy, "You're not in a good mood?" ”
"Nope." Song Yizhi replied without thinking about it.
Sure enough, I was in a bad mood.
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi with his arms crossed, and after being silent for a moment, he asked, "Because of the five elders?" ”
Song Yizhi chose the hand of the vegetable for a meal.
"Why?" Yan Lingyu asked not quite understandingly, "In every aspect, he is impeccable, isn't he?" ”
Song Yizhi turned his head to look at Yan Lingyu, "He is impeccable, I am not." ”
The words fell, and she put the broken vegetables in the bamboo basket.
"Does it matter?" After Yan Lingyu finished speaking, he saw Song Yizhi lowering his head and choosing vegetables, and was happy, "I didn't expect you to be stumped by feelings, Song Yizhi, this doesn't look like you." ”
Song Yizhi responded.
This really doesn't look like her, but there is no way, she doesn't dare and can't respond to this feeling.
"If you don't like it, just say it, if you like it, get along, what's there." Yan Lingyu said very easily, "Your indecision like this makes people worry." ”
Song Yizhi looked back at Yan Lingyu, "You don't understand." ”
If only it were that simple!
Yan Lingyu pursed the corners of his lips, "I may not understand, but I know that you are not unimpressed with the Fifth Elder. ”
If she didn't have feelings, she would have made a decision a long time ago, how could she be so troubled.
Song Yizhi: "......"
Yan Lingyu: When did he become a matchmaker?!
(End of chapter)