Seeing Song Yiyue's shocked appearance, Ye Su raised his hand and patted Song Yiyue's head.

"Song Luo really treated you badly." Ye Su opened his mouth with some distress.

？？？

Song Yiyue looked at Yesu blankly, and her brain was a little unbright.

Did her mother treat her?

Ye Su looked at Song Yiyue's stunned appearance, and said with some emotion, "This is not a rare thing." ”

Song Luo is really strict with Song Yiyue.

I'll have a chance to talk to her later.

Song Yiyue: ?!

Immortal-level eight-grade purple spirit ginseng is not a rare thing?!

Song Yiyue swallowed her saliva, looked at Ye Su's appearance that was not a big deal, and stopped talking, "Night Venerable, this is an immortal-level eight-grade purple spirit ginseng!" ”

This is not the eighth grade, this is the immortal-level eight grades!!

Seeing that the chicken soup in Song Yizhi's bowl was almost finished, Ye Su reached out and took her bowl and refilled a bowl for her.

Song Yizhi looked up at his godmother, then lowered his head and continued to drink.

"Drink it quickly, it's cold and fishy." Ye Su said.

Song Yiyue let out an "oh", then scooped up the chicken soup with a steady hand and fed it to his mouth.

Well, it is worthy of the chicken soup stewed from the immortal-grade eight-grade purple ginseng, it is so fragrant!

Song Yiyue put the spoon aside, and directly picked up the bowl for a few bites.

After drinking the soup, Song Yizhi started eating.

After eating and drinking, Song Yizhi and Yesu said a few words and prepared to go back to rest.

Ye Su looked at Song Yiyue, who was immersed in hard work, and raised her hand to touch her head twice.

Seeing Song Yiyue like this, it is really a sense of accomplishment.

Song Yiyue was full of food and drink, and she had the insight to clean up the mess on the table.

After cleaning up, Song Yiyue didn't see Su Dai, she said a word to Yesu and went out.

Inside the house.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was lying half-awake and half-asleep on the bed, Rong Yueyuan walked up and sat on the edge of the bed with Lan Yungui in his arms, "Zhizhi, Song Yiyue has gone out." ”

Song Yizhi responded.

Su Dai should be studying the poison in the house, Yueyue, this kid has nothing to do, he must have gone out to find Mu Qinqing.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was about to fall asleep, Rong Yueyuan stopped talking, he put Lan Yungui on the ground, and then went to meditate.

Lan Yungui was very well-behaved, and she wandered quietly in the house.

Next.

Song Yizhi opened one eye and looked at it, then closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping.

Lan Yungui lay on the side of the bed and looked at Song Yizhi.

Rong Yueyuan, who had finished meditating, got up and walked over, looked at Song Yizhi, who was not going to get up, and bent down to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Don't want to go?" Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.

Song Yizhi responded.

"How's your body?" Rong Yueyuan said with concern, and then took the hand that had been cut and checked how the wound was.

Song Yizhi tried hard to open his eyes and looked at Rong Yueyuan.

"It should be fine." A confused voice sounded, and after finishing speaking, Song Yizhi yawned, "Aren't you going to the refiner conference?" ”

"You let me think about it." Rong Yueyuan saw that the wound had healed, and put her hand back into the quilt.

It stands to reason that when Zhizhi is seriously injured, he must not have the mind to pass.

Song Yizhi reached out to hold Rong Yueyuan's hand, and a sleepy voice sounded, "Yuyuan, got it?" ”

"Hmm." Rong Yueyuan spoke.

Song Yizhi opened one eye and looked at Rong Yueyuan, his eyes revealing curiosity.

"Yesterday, the god Shura came and didn't mention your physical condition." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, Song Yizhi instantly sobered up, and she looked at Rong Yueyuan with a blank look.

Seeing Song Yizhi's sudden energetic appearance, Rong Yueyuan held her hand and said helplessly, "I just think he can't forget, then the reason why he didn't mention it should be that your body is almost better." ”

Zhizhi's continued weakness made him think about it, but he couldn't tell it, after all, the poison was aimed at killing gods.

But Shura didn't say a word, but he could be sure of a few points.

If Zhizhi's condition is still very bad and does not improve, it is impossible for the god Shura not to mention it.

Song Yizhi looked Rong Yueyuan up and down.

"What if?" Song Yizhi returned to her lazy appearance, and she said, "You have seen the toxicity of this poison, although I am a god, but I am here to kill gods." ”

Rong Yueyuan shook his head slowly.

Under Song Yizhi's surprised gaze, Rong Yueyuan thought about it and said, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been drained yet, but I don't think it should be that serious." ”

If you vomit blood once, you will excrete a little poison, and the branches have vomited so much poisonous blood intermittently, not to mention how much it can be reduced, but it will definitely not become more and more serious.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan quietly.

"How's it like before?" Rong Yueyuan simply changed his question.

Song Yizhi bent his eyes and looked at the man who was sitting upright, and replied, "Fifth Elder, has anyone ever praised you for being so wise and close to a demon?" ”

Rong Yueyuan recalled for a moment and replied seriously, "There shouldn't be." ”

It seems that her half-dead appearance yesterday was pretended.

Song Yizhi was amused.

"Take Mingyue to see the world." Song Yizhi withdrew his hand, then dropped his hand on Lan Yungui's head and touched two handfuls.

Lan Yungui looked at his mother quietly.

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then reached out to pick up Lan Yungui.

Song Yizhi saw that Rong Yueyuan wanted to admonish, raised his hand and waved, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Rong Yueyuan's expression was helpless.

The scene of the Alchemist Conference.

When Rong Yueyuan came back with Lan Yun in his arms, it was already too late.

Seeing that he was the only one who came, Song Yizhi did not come, and countless people had different thoughts.

They have all heard what happened yesterday.

When the game on the stage started, Song Yizhi still did not appear.

The Han Mansion Lord glanced at Rong Yueyuan, and just when everyone thought that the Han Mansion Lord would open his mouth to ask, he withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this, many people were whetted for it.

What is the situation with Song Yizhi!

Seeing the Lord of the Han Mansion like this, it seems that he is avoiding talking about it.

At the end of the first game, several Venerable people on the high platform began to score and communicate.

The Lord of the Han Mansion and Rong Yueyuan were very calm, but the others gradually lost their breath.

When the rankings were announced, a family head couldn't hold his breath, and he directly asked Rong Yueyuan, "Fifth Elder, why didn't Song Shenzi come?" ”

Rong Yueyuan looked sideways, and a warm and deep voice sounded, "Little girl is snooze." ”

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The head of the family was blindfolded.

"Yes, Song Shenzi is also in his early 2000s, and compared to us old guys, she is really a little girl." Mo Jingchun spoke.

Mo Jingchun's voice fell, and many people remembered Song Yizhi's age.

Because of Song Yizhi's ability and ability, many people subconsciously feel that she must be very old.

But now that they talk about it in public, they realize that Song Yizhi is outrageously young!

She was younger than many of the people in the room.

"Because of the ability of the Son of God, I have forgotten that she is not very old." The gentle voice of the Han Mansion Lord sounded, and then he said, "The Divine Son's injuries have not healed, and it is better to recuperate in the residence." ”

Rong Yueyuan bowed slightly.

Seeing that the rankings had been announced, the Lord of the Han Mansion said, "Come on, come on, it's time to comment." ”

After finishing speaking, the lord of the Han Mansion took the lead in commenting. (End of chapter)