When Rong Yueyuan saw the long sword in Song Yizhi's hand, he had a mentality that it was really so.

The spears are all in Song Yizhi's hands, and the other long sword that can't be found will also be in her hands.

Now that I see it, it's exactly what I expected.

Song killed it directly with a sword flower.

Looking at the two people who were fighting again, the fifth humble "Ah??? ”。

Confusion and disbelief were written all over his baby face.

That is recognized as the first person in swordsmanship, Song Yizhi and this killing god compare swordsmanship?

Wait a minute!!

How could Song Yizhi know this god-killing swordsmanship?!

Look at what it looks like to be proficient in application...... What's the situation???

Fifth Qian's brain was completely scrapped.

Feng Yi'an looked at the same sword move and sighed slightly.

Rong Yueyuan, how can you say it, maybe he is really the only one who can be worthy of the branches.

"So that's why you're not worried, father?" Feng Yi'an asked his father.

Feng Canglin spoke, "He came to me when he learned that he might be subjected to a Forgotten Hatred Gu, and he wanted to give himself a secret technique. ”

He was never worried that Rong Yueyuan would hurt Zhizhi.

Rong Yueyuan's feelings for Zhizhi have never been questioned, his love is too good.

Feng Yi'an was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.

Feng Canglin said to his son, "The reason why I haven't told him about Zhizhi all these years is because Zhizhi has never appeared, and the feeling of waiting for emptiness is very uncomfortable, so you don't have to let him bear this feeling." ”

Thinking of these thousands of years, Feng Yi'an looked at his father and suddenly understood.

Father would do this, thinking that he would have regarded the five elders as a family for a long time.

Feng Canglin looked at Rong Yueyuan's gaze with a slight disgust, "He came to the Demon Realm today to ask about my Zhizhi, and now that Zhizhi is back, there is nothing that can't be said." ”

Sometimes, it's not a good thing to have too many brains.

When everyone was almost silent, he found a lot of news.

Rong Yueyuan, so to speak, he knew that it was not good to ask Song Luo to mention Song Luo's sadness, so he looked up and chose to ask himself two times in three days!

Looking at his posture, he is not afraid to mention his sadness!

"With that person's idea, the fifth elder hated Zhizhi after falling into the Hatred Gu, and he would kill Zhizhi, who knows......" Feng Yi'an laughed twice, and his laughter looked so mocking.

"I've checked the ancient books, and the reason why the Forget Hate Gu is so popular is that none of them have failed." Feng Canglin spoke, "Rong Yueyuan is like this now...... How to put it, he is really outrageous. ”

Outrageous in every sense!

Not everyone has the courage to give themselves secret techniques, and it is not that anyone will notice something wrong when they hate someone very much.

Rong Yueyuan is outrageous.

Compared with the two people in the ring, Rong Yueyuan was not surprised when he saw the mirror-like swordsmanship, and he still had the idea that it was true.

Maybe he should have known it from the time he subconsciously took out the natal sword.

Not everyone deserves to take out their natal sword.

After fighting for a long time, Fifth Qian looked at Song Yizhi, who was getting more and more fierce, and gradually turned into numbness from sluggishness and shock at the beginning.

Now even if someone tells him that Song Yizhi is a god, he is not surprised.

Song Luo didn't see them in the same place when she came back, and when she came all the way with her young son, she saw Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan fighting in the ring.

"What's the situation?" Song Luo asked.

The young man who followed him looked fourteen or fifteen years old, and after he opened his mouth and shouted "father, second brother", he stood beside Song Luo without saying a word.

Feng Canglin raised his hand and touched the young son's head, and then said to Song Luo, "Zhizhi wants to beat Rong Yueyuan convincingly." ”

"......" Song Luo was suddenly speechless.

The first thing a couple does when they reunite after a long absence is to convince their husbands?

Zhizhi learned this from whom?

Song Luo said to the young son behind him, "Yisui, that, your third sister." ”

Third sister?

Song Yisui looked up at the girl in the ring, she looked like she was in her early twenties, and her extreme speed made him unable to see the girl's face clearly.

However, to be able to fight like this with the five elders must be a genius.

Also, the third sister in the mouths of my father and mother is very powerful.

Song Yi responded, and then lowered his head and looked at the stones at his feet.

Seeing this, Song Luo didn't say anything, she touched her young son's head, and then looked at Song Yizhi in the ring.

Feng Yi'an walked over and raised his hand to touch his younger brother's little head.

There was no doubt that Feng Yi'an was slapped in the face, and then, Song Yisui looked at him with unkind eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't touch it." Feng Yi'an opened his mouth like a stream.

Feng Yi'an opened his mouth and said, "Look at your third sister." ”

Song Yisui looked up, and immediately saw the third sister he had never met holding a long sword on the neck of the fifth elder.

"Convincing or not?" The look on Song Yizhi's face was proud and confident, and his bright appearance was more dazzling than the sun.

Rong Yueyuan put away his long sword, "Serve." ”

Her swordsmanship is no worse than her own, but it may not be used very often, and in the end it is still not as good as her marksmanship.

Song Yizhi put away his long sword, and then jumped off the ring.

Rong Yueyuan put away the long sword and followed Song Yizhi down.

"Mother, is this my brother?" Song Yizhi looked at the young man standing beside his mother, and said, "My name is Song Yizhi, it should be your sister!" ”

She heard it when she was fighting in the ring.

It can only be said that the relationship between the mother and the father is indeed good.

"His name is Song Yisui, he is your younger brother, and you also have a younger sister, Song Yiyue." Song Luo opened her mouth and said.

Song Yizhi nodded, then took out a handful of osmanthus candy and handed it over.

Before Song Yisui could react, he was pulled by the third sister and stuffed a large handful of osmanthus candy.

"First time we met, I'm your sister." Song Yizhi's voice was gentle and gentle.

Song Yisui grabbed the handful of osmanthus candy and looked at the third sister in a daze.

Song Luo opened her mouth and said to her daughter, "You don't plan to go back to the sect next, do you?" ”

Song Yizhi nodded, "I want to walk around first." ”

Song Luo responded, and then said, "Then you can bring Yisui, you two sisters and brothers are together, and I don't have to worry about it." ”

Song Yisui looked up at his mother and expressed his refusal with his eyes.

Song Luoquan didn't see it.

So the child couldn't stay in the sect anymore, and originally planned to let Yiheng and his wife take him out for a walk and look around.

Now that Yizhi is here, let's let Yizhi come, just so that their sister and brother can also cultivate their feelings.

For Song Luo's arrangement, Feng Canglin is also in favor.

As a result, he was different from several other brothers and sisters, his spiritual roots were conflicting and he was unable to cultivate, and in a world where the strong were respected, he suffered a lot because he couldn't cultivate.

Although they gave him enough love, if they wanted to solve the problem completely, they still had to solve the problem of the conflict between the spiritual roots.

It is very urgent to solve the matter of Linggen conflict, but what is even more urgent is his mentality.

In terms of mentality, perhaps the branches will be able to bring some changes to Yisui.

"Okay." Song Yizhi spoke, "Why don't I bring my little sister again?" ”

One is also a band, and a group is also a band.

"She?" Song Luo waved her hand, "That eldest lady has a temper, let her play by herself." ”

Song Yizhi shrugged his shoulders, "Okay." ”