Chapter 672: Then let her take this breath

Fifth Qian glanced back at the person who spoke, squinting slightly.

"It's a bit difficult for all of them." Song Yiyue said truthfully, she gnawed her hands a little tangled, "But these tasks are all in Chenze Forest, why don't you take them all?" โ€

Song Yizhi lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl who had thought seriously, and then said to the monk behind the counter, "Can you take them all?" โ€

"Of course it's possible, but," the monk paused, "each of these missions is dangerous, and the time constraints are tight, have you really thought about it?" โ€

"Got it." Song Yizhi said softly.

Seeing this, the monk took down the signs of several tasks, and after registering, the monk said, "Here you need to pay five hundred spirit stones as a deposit, and when the task is completed, the deposit will be refunded." โ€

Song Yizhi bowed her head, and when she was about to pay, an unpleasant voice sounded, "Five hundred spirit stones, if Miss Song doesn't have spirit stones, I can give you a little." โ€

Song Yizhi looked sideways.

A few steps away, a group of men and women stood there, led by a girl.

The girl looked to be about the same age as Song Yiyue.

"This is the disciple of the Hongying Sect, and the one who spoke is the daughter of the Great Elder of the Hongying Sect, called Zhou Qingqing." Fifth Qian and Song Yizhi said.

Song Yizhi nodded.

Since it is a sect that Fifth Qian has not introduced to himself, I don't think there is anything that cannot be offended.

In that case, the fight is over!

Looking at Song Yiyue, who pursed her lips and looked angry, Song Yizhi let go of the hand on her shoulder, "Yiyue, what is the respect of the immortal cultivation world?" โ€

"Strength." Song Yisui replied first.

Song Yiyue looked up at her sister.

Song Yizhi took out a long sword and handed it over, "Don't embarrass me?" โ€

Song Yiyue reacted, she took the long sword and slashed it directly.

Song Yizhi crossed his arms and leaned on the counter, "I will compensate for all losses." โ€

The monk behind the counter looked at the careless young man and swallowed the words of persuasion.

The young man leaning on the counter was dressed in a twilight purple wide-sleeved cross-collared robe, and his satin-like black hair was casually tied behind his head with a hosta.

The wide robe made the young man look a little thin, and at the same time, he also had a little more dust and fairy spirit, at this time, the dusty and thin young man looked lazy and careless, and many young girls looked straight.

Song Yiyue slashed over with a sword, causing the crowd to flee in all directions.

"Song Yiyue, are you crazy?!" Zhou Qingqing screamed while hiding, "My mother is the Great Elder of the Hongying Sect!" โ€

"My mother is still the Great Elder of the Changqiu Sect!" Song Yiyue opened her mouth while chasing Zhou Qingqing, "Let you pit me!" If my mother hadn't asked me to restrain myself, I would have cut you into eight pieces a long time ago! โ€

Zhou Qingqing dared to provoke Song Yiyue, it was nothing more than that Song Yiyue had been swallowing her anger before.

Song Yiyue swallowed her anger not because she had a good temper, but she felt that this matter was embarrassing and she never told her parents, so she wanted to endure it.

Now that she has the support of her own sister, she is naturally angry.

However, how could Zhou Qingqing of the Six Realms be Song Yiyue's opponent, she fled in embarrassment while resisting with a magic weapon.

Fortunately, Baixiaotang is big enough, strong enough, and durable.

Song Yisui walked to his sister's side, watched Song Yiyue chase after someone like crazy, and said in a low voice, "She has been holding back this breath for a long time." โ€

"Then let her get this out today." Song Yizhi said.

Song Yisui said with some concern, "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the elders of the Hongying Sect will be recruited." โ€

"It's over, if it doesn't work, merge it, and divide the entire Changqiu Sect." Song Yizhi tilted his head and said to his younger brother, but his eyes were paying attention to Song Yiyue.

Listening to the breezy tone of his third sister, Song Yisui was shocked.

"What do you need me to do?" Shen Zheng walked up, ready to help Song Yizhi smooth out the trouble.

"There's no hurry." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he turned his head and said to the monk behind the counter, "Have you completed the formalities?" โ€

The monk bared a large white tooth, "Wait until I'll see!" โ€

Song Yizhi shrugged his shoulders, then withdrew his gaze and continued to pay attention to Song Yiyue.

After cutting it around, Zhou Qingqing was injured and ragged, although it was not fatal, but it was inevitable to be humiliated.

Zhou Qingqing, who had scolded all the way, had no strength at this moment.

Seeing that Song Yiyue's sword was about to slash into her face, she raised her arm to block it in some despair.

"Bellโ€”"

The attack that broke through the air collided with the tassel gun.

Song Yisui turned his head and saw that the lazy third sister had already restrained some carelessness.

Song Yizhi moved his hand and directly rolled Song Yiyue back in the air.

In the next second, a beautiful and beautiful woman appeared next to Zhou Qingqing.

"Mother!" When she saw her mother, Zhou Qingqing suddenly shed tears of grievance.

Song Yizhi's hand moved, and the white tassel spear that had pierced into the floor flew back into her hand.

Looking at the daughter who threw herself into his arms and cried aggrieved, the great elder of the Hongying Sect could not hide his distress in his eyes.

But when she looked at Song Yizhi, she didn't dare to act rashly.

She can't see through this young man's cultivation, he is in the middle of the Eight Realms, this young man, isn't it the late stage of the Eight Realms?

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what happened to cause you to bully the little girl so much?" Zhou Xia asked in a deep voice.

Song Yizhi spoke unhurriedly, "I want to ask, when did my child offend Miss Zhou, and let Miss Zhou cheat her before, and now tease her?" โ€

Looking at Song Yizhi's calm gaze, Zhou Xia was a little stunned in her heart.

Xu is own mother came, Zhou Qingqing had confidence, she said that it was a reasonable and arrogant person, "She Song Yiyue is notoriously arrogant and domineering, what's wrong with me teaching her a little lesson!" โ€

Song Yiyue knew that her temper was bad, but it was not enough to be arrogant.

After all, the cultivation of the family is there, no matter how ridiculous she is, she will not bully the weak and bully.

"Arrogant?" Song Yizhi laughed after finishing speaking, and the bright smile shook the eyes of many people.

The white tassel gun in Song Yizhi's hand turned, "Since you said that she is arrogant and domineering, then I will let you see what her arrogant capital is." โ€

Before the words fell, the white tassel spear broke through the air.

Zhou Xia quickly raised her hand to block, and in the end, she was forced to take three steps back by the white tassel gun.

Suddenly, Zhou Xia's eyes changed.

This is definitely not the power that can be had in the late stage of the Eight Realms!

Isn't it the Nine Realms?!

How can it be! This boy looks so young!

Zhou Qingqing looked at her mother, who had taken a few steps back, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

How can it be! Mother is a monk of the Eight Realms!

Song Yizhi raised his hand and pinched Song Yiyue's face, and said with a smile, "Arrogant and domineering children, don't you want to confirm this crime?" โ€

Song Yiyue let out a "snort", and then raised his sword to kill.

Zhou Xia wanted to protect her daughter, but under Song Yizhi's gaze, she really didn't dare to act rashly.

"Elder, don't worry, I'm definitely reluctant to let my little girl bear the karmic consequences that she shouldn't have." Song Yizhi's fluttering voice sounded.

Zhou Xia looked at the young man, and finally remained silent.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is empty talk.

Besides, this young man doesn't look good-tempered or talkative.

(End of chapter)