Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it when the words reached his throat.

Lan Qianqian, this mother-in-law, is not only strange!

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and touched Song Yizhi's head, and then pinched her cheek, "Don't be sad at a young age, and I and the Great Elder are on top of it." ”

Song Yizhi patted Rong Yueyuan's hand, but he had already let go of his hand first.

Song Yizhi glared at Rong Yueyuan angrily.

Looking at the lively little girl, Rong Yueyuan's eyes were gentle.

That's right, the little girl should be happy, just leave these complicated things to them.

"I don't have a sad face." Song Yizhi rubbed his cheeks.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi and said slowly, "Zhizhi, I have divination, her life is very strange. ”

Song Yizhi tilted his head.

Rong Yueyuan actually divined Lan Qianqian's life?

It's not that I don't know how to divination, it's just that I can't divinate Lan Xiqian's fate.

Once the hexagram is raised, it will be seriously injured by thunder tribulation every time.

But Rong Yueyuan ...... Look at his face is no problem at all!

Hiss......

This hook is only for yourself!

Song Yizhi silently greeted the Heavenly Dao eighteen times in his heart.

"Her life is like a patched rag." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi was stunned.

Rags? Full patches?

"Divination isn't something I'm good at, but I'm sure I'm not wrong with it." Rong Yueyuan's palm was facing upward, and in a moment, a little starlight condensed out.

Song Yizhi looked at the shrunken version of the stars, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

This is Lan Xiqian's life?!

Song Yizhi was about to say something, but a mouthful of blood spit out and spilled it on the table.

Subsequently, Song Yizhi heard the sound of thunder.

Rong Yueyuan flipped his palm, put away the condensed stars, and got up to look at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi raised his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, and then raised his hand and waved it to inform Rong Yueyuan that it was fine.

Rong Yueyuan grabbed Song Yizhi's wrist, and the spiritual power entered her body to check it.

"Good and decent, why ......" Rong Yueyuan was halfway through his words, and suddenly realized something.

Although he had never divined Song Yizhi's fate, he only looked at Lan Qianqian's fate, and he also saw some problems.

Zhizhi's current situation seems to have been warned by heavenly thunder when he said something he shouldn't say.

Song Yizhi tilted his head slightly and saw Rong Yueyuan's cold gaze.

"Have you ever soothed Lan Xixi's fate? And every time it was backfired? Rong Yueyuan asked.

This man should not be so smart!

Song Yizhi wanted to nod, and then the familiar sense of confinement swept over, and she couldn't move.

Co-authored now, I can't even say Lan Qianqian's life?!

Song Yizhi wanted to scold, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Rong Yueyuan saw that Song Yizhi was wrong.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Rong Yueyuan raised her hand and touched Song Yizhi's head, and then reached out to hold her in his arms.

Almost the moment he fell into Rong Yueyuan's arms, the sense of imprisonment was like encountering a strong enemy, and it quickly subsided.

When his body returned to his control, Song Yizhi blinked, his eyes full of disbelief.

Rong Yueyuan can not only divinate Lan Xiqian unscathed, but also make this sense of imprisonment subside? !

What's going on with him?!

Song Yizhi reached out and grabbed Rong Yueyuan's arm, and he leaned back and stared at him.

"Nothing?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

Song Yizhi nodded, her hand holding Rong Yueyuan's arm tightened a little, "Fifth Elder, Rong Yueyuan, what are you coming from?!" ”

Rong Yueyuan didn't understand why Song Yizhi asked this, but he still said truthfully, "I was born in the Rong family, and my father and mother are both human cultivators, so there is nothing special. ”

Song Yizhi looked incredulous.

Rong Yueyuan was helpless, and then he said the topic, "From the perspective of life, she has stolen countless people's lives and luck to piece together, in short, everything she has does not belong to her, but steals what others should have." ”

Rong Yueyuan's words fell, and there was neither thunder nor wind outside.

Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who was fine, Song Yizhi was so jealous that he was about to gnaw his claws.

"Judging by your bloodline, your life will only be good, not bad." Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, "I want to give a divination." ”

He wanted to see if Song Yizhi's life had been touched.

Song Yizhi paused, and then nodded.

Rong Yueyuan's gaze fell on Song Yizhi's hands.

Song Yizhi quickly withdrew as if he had been burned.

Rong Yueyuan walked to the place where he was meditating in the room and sat down cross-legged, and then raised his hand to pinch the trick and directly start the hexagram.

Song Yizhi pinched a dust-removing trick to clean up the blood stains on the table, and then turned his head to look at Rong Yueyuan.

As the hexagram flowed, Rong Yueyuan's face became whiter and whiter.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, the hexagram disappeared, and the divination failed.

Song Yizhi quickly got up and walked over, "What's the matter?" ”

Divination Lan Qianqian is fine, divining her own life character has actually been counterattacked?!

Rong Yueyuan looked up at Song Yizhi, saw that she was worried, wiped the blood and said softly, "I'm fine." ”

"It's all backfired, okay?" Song Yizhi reproached, then took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill and handed it over.

Rong Yueyuan obediently took it and fed it to his mouth.

After relieving himself, Rong Yueyuan said, "I can't divination." ”

Song Yizhi frowned.

Rong Yueyuan pinched a dust-removing trick, then got up and raised his hand to smooth Song Yizhi's frowning brows.

"I knew that your life could not be divined." Rong Yueyuan's eyes were about to overflow with worry and worry, "I forced a look, but there was nothing." ”

Song Yizhi opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, "What do you mean nothing?" ”

"Blank, your life is blank, nothing." Rong Yueyuan stretched out her hand to hold Song Yizhi's shoulder, and looked at the little girl who looked a little dazed, "Zhizhi ......"

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan blankly.

No one's life is blank, unless it's a dead person!

But I obviously have a heartbeat and breathing......

Also, on the other hand, I was indeed dead.

"I'm fine." Song Yizhi regained her thoughts, and she smiled a little reluctantly.

I was already living in a dead situation, and it was normal to be blank.

It's just that I didn't expect that the way of heaven would not allow others to divinate their own fate.

Looking at the little girl who couldn't hide her depression, Rong Yueyuan felt that she had done something wrong.

"Rong Yueyuan, you all know what the hell my life looks like, so don't waste time on me." Song Yizhi looked at the man in front of him who was a little guilty, and opened his mouth lightly.

Rong Yueyuan's face turned cold.

Song Yizhi silently lowered his eyelids, staggering Rong Yueyuan's cold and somewhat hurt gaze.

"Song Yizhi, this is not a waste of time, for me, all the time I spend with you is precious." Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi's back, "You raise your head." ”

Song Yizhi didn't make a sound.

"If you have a clear conscience, why don't you look at me?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

Song Yizhi hunched his back and drooped his head, "I feel guilty." ”

Rong Yueyuan sighed, and poked Song Yizhi's head with some hatred, "You are guilty, can't you be nice to me?" ”

(End of chapter)