Chapter 482: He's just afraid I'll die
Feng Canglin glanced at his daughter-in-law, and then said, "At that time, Zhizhi was a dead egg, but Song Luo and I didn't want to give up our children. ”
"At the beginning, Song Yizhi, who was still a phoenix egg, really didn't have any vitality, it was Feng Canglin who never stopped hatching for three or four years, and then one day, the dead egg suddenly had life." Song Luo said.
During that time, it seemed like hundreds of years and thousands of years, and every day was hovering between hope and despair.
What they do is like trying to warm a rock, knowing that it is impossible but they just refuse to give up.
It can only be said that the emperor lived up to his wishes, and the phoenix was incubated for about three or four years, and the lifeless phoenix egg suddenly had an extremely faint vitality.
She still remembered that the two of them almost cried with joy at that time, and then, piles of heavenly and earthly treasures were smashed on the phoenix egg.
Feng Canglin worked so hard for more than a hundred years to make the phoenix egg crack, and a few days later, their daughter broke out of the shell.
Thinking of this, Song Luo could understand why Feng Canglin was so angry when she knew that Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi had formed a contract of life and death together.
Song Yizhi is a treasure that Feng Canglin has spent countless efforts to hatch.
Feng Canglin didn't make a move, he definitely regarded Rong Yueyuan as his son-in-law.
"That's it." Shen Bu spoke, "That ancestor said that the branches are short-lived. ”
But the divination of the five elders is blank.
If according to Song Luo, the branches lost their vitality when they were born, and they were stolen in those years, this explanation is also reasonable.
Song Yiheng and Feng Yi'an, who were on the side, couldn't turn their minds a little when they listened.
Feng Yi'an remembered that since he could remember, his father had hatched a phoenix egg with a weak breath, and his mother was always elusive, leaving a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures every time she came, a small part of which was her own, and most of them were given to the phoenix egg.
Song Luo thought of Shen Bu's words, and she asked, "Wait a while, that ancestor really died because he divined Song Yizhi's life and was counterattacked?" ”
Is it so scary?
Shen Bu bowed, "Yes, except for that ancestor, the rest of the ancestors have also played hexagrams, the life of the branches and branches cannot be divined, and all diviners will be counterattacked, and the light will be regressed, and the heavy will be dead." ”
Song Luo looked at Rong Yueyuan, who was still alive, and asked curiously, "Then why is the Fifth Elder still alive?" ”
"I'm curious, too." Shen Bu said.
Rong Yueyuan thought for a while and said, "Zhizhi's life can't be divined, I forcibly divined it and took a look at it, but it didn't get in the way." ”
??
Out of the way?
Is this true or false?
Adhering to the principle that practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, Song Luo directly raised his hand to pinch the trick to divinate Song Yizhi's life.
Before the hexagram was raised, Song Luo knew that Rong Yueyuan was not lying.
Song Yizhi's life cannot be divined!
If you force divination, you will be counterattacked!
As for the result of the backlash, the Houshan Ancestor was there, and Song Luo didn't want to become the second Ancestor, so she stopped in time.
Feng Canglin did not believe in evil and then put down his hand.
Shen Bu looked at the couple and said gently, "How?" ”
"I can't tell the story." Song Luo said coldly.
"Wait a while, what are you doing when you have nothing to do with divination?" Feng Canglin grasped a key point that was not the focus.
Song Yizhi opened his mouth and said, "I begged the five elders for divination. ”
Rong Yueyuan glanced at Song Yizhi and didn't speak.
Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who was sitting on the stool, Shen Bu had to admit that the fifth elder's luck was terrifying.
The ancestor of the back mountain has fallen, and Rong Yueyuan, who gave Song Yizhi a hanging, sat upright.
"My life is blank, and there have been accidents all this time, so the five elders decided to form a pact of life and death with me." Song Yizhi looked at his father, "Father, he's just afraid that I'll die." ”
If Rong Yueyuan wants anything, he probably just wants a pure feeling, and other than that, he has nothing else to do.
Feng Canglin originally thought that Song Yizhi would be fine after breaking the shell, but he didn't expect it...... Big problem!
Now, Feng Canglin, who knew what was going on, could no longer blame Rong Yueyuan for doing something wrong.
At the same time, Feng Canglin realized that Rong Yueyuan's feelings for Song Yizhi were already a little terrifying.
In the contract of life and death, one party dies and the other party dies, in other words, if the branch is... If something dies, Rong Yueyuan will accompany her to death.
…… Rong Yueyuan really doesn't leave a way back for himself.
"Father, I have found myself an extremely strong backer." Song Yizhi raised his head proudly.
The appearance of her daughter playing treasure made Feng Canglin and his wife look helpless.
Rong Yueyuan is just too lazy to socialize, but he is exquisite, and it is not difficult for him to socialize.
Adhering to the principle of loving the house and Wu, his gentle voice sounded to give Feng Canglin a step, "It's normal for the demon lord to care about chaos, if it were me, Xu would have already done it." ”
"What I just said is a bit heavy,... I'm sorry. Feng Canglin spoke.
If you don't go down Rong Yueyuan's steps, it will be difficult to do the branches at that time, and you will be reluctant to let the branches be sandwiched between them.
"In this way, it was Song Yizhi who touched the light of the five elders." Song Luo opened her mouth and spoke.
Feng Canglin was silent.
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Song Yizhi picked up the wine jugs on the table and poured them a glass of wine one by one.
When he arrived in front of Rong Yueyuan, Song Yizhi replaced the wine pot with a teapot, "Fifth Elder, you can't drink today's wedding wine." ”
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Waiting for Song Yizhi to sit down, Song Yiheng raised his glass and spoke, "I respect my mother, father, uncle and... A cup for the five elders. ”
Originally, Song Yiheng didn't intend to respect Rong Yueyuan, but Rong Yueyuan was an elder in the end.
Rong Yueyuan picked up the teacup and then took a sip.
Immediately, Song Yiheng raised his glass, and the people at the table raised their glasses one after another.
After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere is relaxed.
Regarding other things, I will discuss them later, but now it is more important for Song Yiheng and Huaizhu to enjoy wine.
Song Yizhi added a little food to Rong Yueyuan from time to time, and then buried himself in hard food.
After being full of wine and food, Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan said goodbye, they had to go to Yaofeng to dispense medicine, and then go back to Jiaoyuefeng to boil medicine.
Next.
Song Yizhi, who had stayed up all night, lay listlessly in Rong Yueyuan's arms, yawning one after another.
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who could sleep at any time, and said, "Why don't you push back the time, you can sleep first and then go to the appointment." ”
"It's not appropriate." Song Yizhi looked up at the sky, and then struggled to stand up, she shook her head to sober herself up, "I'm leaving." ”
Rong Yueyuan bowed, and then said uneasily, "Pay attention to safety." ”
Song Yizhi answered, and then left Kyaukyue Peak with a flying magic weapon to go to the Xue Palace.
When Song Yizhi arrived at the gate of the school palace, Beixianyue and several people arrived.
"You dark circles, what did you do last night?" Wei Ling asked.
If it weren't for the fact that Song Yizhi's clothes hadn't changed, Bei Xianyue would have mistakenly thought that she had double-cultivated with the Fifth Elder last night.
"Something bad." Song Yizhi waved his hand, "Let's go, go down the mountain and invite you to eat." ”
"Let's go." The eight spoke in unison.
(End of chapter)