"A few fellow Daoists, I am the Great Elder of the Refining Weapon Sect, Qi Ping." The Great Elder raised his hand and saluted the young monks.

When he came, the sect master told him that he couldn't wait for these people.

After all, these people, one is the son of the Valley Lord of the Medicine King Valley, the other is the personal disciple of the Hehuan Sect Master, the chief disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and the other is the daughter of the Great Elder of the Changqiu Sect, and these forces are all offended by the Refining Weapon Sect.

Ye Chao studied the gray bead snail while pushing Song Yizhi up.

This kind of thing, let Song Yizhi deal with it.

Song Yizhi was used to it, she raised her hand and saluted and said gently, "Elder Jiping, I am Song Yizhi of the Changqiu Sect." ”

Song Yizhi?

Elder Jiping glanced at the rumored Song Yizhi, and his attitude became more respectful.

Several of their elders witnessed the tragic situation on Xu Xiuli's side, and it was all her mother's handiwork.

"Miss Song, I've heard everything about this, and then I will temporarily take the position of the city lord of Refining Weapon City, and I will help you solve the problems here." Elder Giping spoke.

Song Yizhi nodded, and she asked, "We need a place to refine medicine." ”

"Arrange it right away." Elder Jiping glanced at the ordinary people nearby, then raised his hand and bowed deeply to Song Yizhi and the others, "There are fellow Daoists here for the time being. ”

Song Yizhi raised his hand and saluted, and said without humility or arrogance, "Ze is born by the common people, which is what every immortal cultivator should do." ”

Elder Jiping looked at Song Yizhi, who was calm and gentle, and had a lot of changes in his opinion of her.

"I'll go deal with the City Lord's Mansion now, and I'll come back later." Elder Giping spoke.

Song Yizhi bowed his head.

Elder Qiping looked at the city lord of Refining Weapon City on the side, grabbed it with five fingers into claws, and then took him away.

The people were gone, and the guards looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Bei Xianyue turned the long sword in her hand and said softly, "I think you are just ignorant minions, I will spare your life." ”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

The excited voices of the guards rang out.

Bei Xianyue looked around, confirmed that there was no place to use them, waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

The guards hugged their fists and bowed deeply to the Bei Xianyue people, and then left.

Song Yizhi looked around at the people around him, walked up a few steps and asked gently, "Do you have anyone here who can speak?" ”

Many people raised their heads to look at Song Yizhi when they heard this.

"Yes, yes!" A man hurriedly replied, "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Uncle Yang! ”

"Because these people have a constant high fever, Uncle Yang went out to the mountain early in the morning to collect medicine!"

……

Looking at the light and respect in those people's eyes when they talked about Uncle Yang, Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that those people couldn't stop talking, Song Yizhi raised his hand and waved, and those people suddenly became quiet.

Song Yizhi turned his head and said to Bei Xianyue on the side, "Bei Xianyue, you go out and find that Uncle Yang." ”

Bei Xianyue answered, and she directly used the teleportation array to leave here.

Looking at the nun who disappeared in an instant, those people couldn't hide their surprise and awe in their eyes.

"Can you vacate a room, we need to use it temporarily." Song Yizhi asked in a warm voice.

The men looked at each other.

In this place, the most scarce thing is housing, and often a small room can fit a family of five or six people.

If the house is vacated, what will they do at night?

"I, my wife will vacate the place where she can live." A gray-haired old woman raised her hand tremblingly.

Not only Song Yizhi and a few people, but even the people around them looked over.

They looked at the ancestors and grandchildren who were dependent on each other, their eyes showed admiration, and then they felt ashamed and guilty.

"If it weren't for the fairy, my granddaughter might have died, and it was the fairy who saved my life." The old woman's cloudy eyes were full of gratitude.

Song Yizhi looked at the little girl snuggling next to the old woman, her eyes fell on the old woman, she raised her hand and saluted, "Thank you, old woman." ”

The old woman waved her hand again and again, "The old woman can't stand it, she can't stand it." ”

"Fairy! Our brother can give up a room! A young and sturdy man spoke loudly, "This pair of grandparents and grandchildren, old and young, they can't live without a place to live!" ”

"Fairy, go to my house! We're clean there! ”

"Fairy, go to me!"

……

In this fluctuating voice, Song Yizhi looked at the old-eyed old woman, and already had an idea in his heart.

"Old woman." Song Yizhi raised his voice and spoke, "I'm sorry for you to lead the way." ”

The people around them fell silent.

The old woman's eyes lit up, and then she handed over her little granddaughter to a trustworthy person, and walked to the house with a cane.

Song Yizhi and Ye Chao followed.

The old woman stretched out her hand to push open the dilapidated wooden door, and she said enthusiastically, "This is where we live." ”

Song Yizhi bent slightly over the threshold and walked in.

Stripped bare.

When Yechao bent down and walked in and saw the house, these four words instantly popped into his mind.

"More old women." Song Yizhi nodded, very gentle and polite.

The old woman waved her hand again and again, "Where did the fairy say, if the fairy didn't come, we don't know how many people would die here!" ”

Song Yizhi smiled, she said to the night court, and then sent the old woman back to the medicine.

After sending the old woman, Song turned back to the original road and prepared to see the night dynasty to study the antidote.

About halfway through the journey, a lean, yellow-skinned boy stumbled over.

Seeing that the little boy was about to fall to the ground, Song Yizhi stretched out his hand to help.

The little boy glanced up at Song Yizhi, the gaze in his eyes was extremely indifferent, not like a child.

In the next second, a short blade appeared in the little boy's hand.

"Pss

The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh sounded in the ears of the two of them.

The little boy looked at the short blade in his hand that had not yet been sent, and his heart ached after realizing it.

He moved his gaze sluggishly, and then saw Song Yizhi holding a gray short blade into his heart.

"You ......" the little boy looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes that couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Those eyes are beautiful, but they are also deep and unforgiving.

She found out?!

How can it be!

Song Yizhi's hand holding the short blade moved slightly, and the sound of the blade stirring flesh and blood sounded, her voice was gentle and soft, "Demon General or Demon King?" ”

The little boy's pupils shrank instantly.

Sure enough, she found out!

"Uh-" The burns from the soul made the little boy's face contort.

In the next second, the phantom floated out of the little boy's body and quickly dispersed.

Song Yizhi looked at the fleeing phantom, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened a little.

After being stabbed by the soul knife, he can still escape, and that phantom is either a demon general or a demon king.

It's interesting to think about yourself before the refiner conference starts.

Song Yizhi pulled out a short blade, looked at the dead little boy falling to the ground, and sighed slightly.

What to do with this corpse is a bit troublesome.

Forget it, it's also an innocent child, so let him be buried in peace.

After figuring it out, Song Yizhi put away the soul knife, she didn't dislike the little boy for being dirty, bent down and reached out to pick up the little boy's body and continued to walk back.

(End of chapter)