Without Song Qingzhou's obstruction, Song Xuan successfully walked into the Song family.

Jiang Jian once again disappeared, but Song Xuan knew that he had been following him, because he could vaguely feel that the temperature on his left side was slightly lower than that on his right.

The words of the evil spirit concealed a warning, Song Qingzhou knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't have the courage to follow, so he could only walk in the direction of the ancestral hall.

When Jiang Jian followed Song Xuan past the living room, he happened to meet Song Siran who was about to go out after breakfast.

The movement outside the door did not completely reach the house, and Song Siran only vaguely heard Song Qingzhou's angry voice, but did not hear their conversation.

"To make Dad lose his temper so much, haven't you already fallen out of favor with the evil spirit?" He gloated, "I thought you could hold out for how long, I said at the beginning, how bad does the evil spirit's vision have to be to take a fancy to you-"

In the next second, Song Siran's eyes were frightened.

His mouth suddenly couldn't open, and the pain in his cheeks felt familiar, like the pain he had felt when he had been pinched by an evil spirit.

And in his invisible vantage point, several pitch-black fingerprints appeared on his face.

Song Xuan gave him a look of pity, and walked into the room without looking back.

It wasn't until the door clicked shut that Song Siran fell to the ground with a weak leg.

In the room, Jiang Jin appeared.

"The education of the Song family is still as rubbish as ever." He scoffed, "Do you need me to teach him a lesson?" ”

Song Xuan raised his eyes to look at him: "That didn't count just now?" ”

In the middle of the night, the evil spirit changed out of the striking red clothes and put on the black shirt of the past.

"What kind of lesson is that?" Jiang Jin glanced at him.

Song Xuan suddenly thought that the evil spirit had helped him stop Song Si last time, and then Song Siran had been unlucky for many days.

Falling on the ground while walking, falling down the stairs with his feet down, and almost being swallowed by the talisman fire when practicing drawing talismans......

Although because Song Siran brought a lot of defensive magic weapons on his body, he was in danger in the end, but such a dense 'bad luck' is very abnormal when he thinks about it now.

Song Xuan asked, "Did you do that time?" ”

Jiang Jin knew what he was asking, but he still asked, "Which time?" ”

Song Xuan heard the teasing meaning in his tone, and his eyes drooped and he stopped talking.

Even though he had become an ally, he still felt that this pseudo-evil spirit had a rather bad character.

But such a bad thing didn't make him feel annoying.

Jiang Jin chuckled lightly, and was about to speak, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The evil spirit raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Yo, why are you so active today?" ”

But he saw the young man in front of him staring at his palm, his face was calm and unsightly: "What's going on?" ”

The palm of Jiang Yao's left hand was originally covered with a thin layer of black mist, but after his wrist was grabbed by Song Xuan, an aura poked out from the other party's body, instantly blowing away that layer of mist, revealing the skin hidden below.

The palm that was originally soft and delicate was now pitch black, as if it had been teased by a fire.

Song Xuan tried to heal with Reiki, but failed.

"What's going on?" He paused, as if thinking of something, "You just ...... Was it Song Siran who touched it with this hand? ”

Jiang Jin replied differently: "The progress is good, it can even dispel my ghost qi." ”

"Don't change the subject." Song Xuan's hand was a little harder, "Is it because I touched him?" ”

After really getting started, Song Xuan found that the evil spirit's wrist was thinner than he thought, and his hand was obviously one size smaller than him.

Jiang Jin said: "So what? ”

Song Xuan was silent for a moment: "Why is this happening?" He seemed to think of something, and asked, "Is it only Song Siran, or as long as it is the Song family, it will be like this?" ”

Jiang Jian tried to pull his hand, but he didn't twitch.

The boy's strength was much greater than he had imagined.

Song Xuan didn't wait for the evil spirit's reply, so he said to himself: "Is it all the Song family? Is this a ban given to you by Song Shan? If you hurt the bloodline of the Song family, even if you become an evil spirit, you will suffer backlash? ”

Jiang Jin sighed: "You are more acute than I thought. ”

The demon did not respond positively to the question, but the answer was tantamount to acquiescing in his speculation.

Song Xuan lowered his eyelashes, thinking that the last time the evil spirit helped him teach Song Siran a lesson, the evil spirit must have suffered a backlash.

But he didn't notice anything unusual that time.

Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Are you feeling sorry for me?" ”

Song Xuan didn't speak, but his fingers clenched a little tighter.

He finally knew why the evil spirit was so powerful, but he still didn't attack the Song family, and even needed to find a helper.

"Not necessarily, and I'm not all here to help you get angry." Jiang Jin said casually, "What's more, this level of backlash is nothing at all." ”

The original owner had tried to attack the Song family, but the backlash was much more serious than this, and once he even almost lost his soul directly.

Jiang Jin thought for a while and said, "Just take it as a thank you gift for drinking with me last night." ”

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, as soon as he mentions it, Song Xuan thinks of the mood of being 'prostituted for nothing' last night.

The young man raised his eyes to look at him, and his tone was flat with a hint of resentment: "Thank you? Is it the same thank-you gift as last night when you left me alone in the Jiang family's old house and let me spend a lot of money to take a taxi back to the city from the suburbs? ”

"Sort of." Jiang Jin laughed out loud and explained, "Something happened to Black One Zero Six. ”

It's black one and six again.

Song Xuan didn't speak, and his mood was very complicated.

Sensing that the strength on his wrist was loosening a little, Jiang Yu withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly: "Okay, this bit of backlash will be fine in two days, don't worry." ”

Song Xuan didn't think so.

If he is a little stronger, if he is strong enough to fight against the Song family-

The young man pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes were gloomy.

*

At the end of the year, the Metaphysical Association held a metaphysical exchange meeting.

Song Qingzhou was on the permanent list of the exchange meeting, and naturally received an invitation letter from the exchange meeting this time.

But what Song Xuan didn't expect was that Song Qingzhou not only brought Song Siran with him this time, but also prepared to take him with him.

It wasn't until he saw the figure of 'Jiang Tang' at the exchange meeting that Song Xuan suddenly realized that Song Qingzhou brought him to the exchange meeting, I am afraid that it was the meaning of evil spirits.

The exchange meeting was held at a hotel venue, and the Song family was quite famous in the metaphysical circle, so the seats were naturally lined up in the front.

Song Xuan and Song Qingzhou, father and son, sat together, in the third row of the venue, and in the first two rows sat the senior executives of the association and representatives of major families.

'Jiang Tang' is just a newcomer to the association, and the location is naturally not good, far away from more than ten rows.

Song Shan, the head of the Song family, also came.

Song Xuan raised his eyes to look at Song Shan, who was sitting in the first row, and quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes.

Ever since he knew the true purpose of the Song family's adoption, Song Xuan had always hated this family. But this kind of hatred is more aimed at Song Qingzhou's family of three, as for the rest of the Song family, although Song Xuan is also disgusted, he has not paid much attention to it.

But now it's different.

Song Xuan sat quietly in his chair, with the sharing speech of the Xuan Master on the stage in his ears, but a black and white photo appeared in his mind-

The young Song Shan hooked Jiang Jin's neck, and the two teenagers of the same age laughed arbitrarily and youthfully.

A complex but intense emotion suddenly rose in my heart.

Hatred is mixed with unwillingness, regret, and ......

And what?

Song Xuan's fingers curled lightly, and a delicate face dyed by drunkenness suddenly appeared in his mind.

The evil spirit held his face, but called Song Shan's name in his mouth.

With his fingers curled up, Song Xuan vaguely knew the name of another emotion in his heart, but he was a little reluctant to admit it.

At the end of the speaker's speech, the host invites the next speaker to the stage.

The head of the Song family, Song Shan.

Song Xuan suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and raised his head after controlling his facial expression, but suddenly felt a weight on his left shoulder, and a trace of coolness followed by his left earlobe.

This familiar coolness-

"What are you doing here?"

With the evil spirit behind him, Song Xuan had no intention of lowering his voice at all, he knew that the evil spirit would definitely not let the voice out.

Jiang Jin chuckled in his ear: "Of course it's my old friend." ”

Friends?

Song Shan?

Song Xuan glanced at the old man on the stage and felt that he was in a worse mood.

"What about you?" Jiang Jin asked, "What were you thinking just now, you were so focused." ”

The coolness on the earlobes was even worse, and Song Xuan tilted his head slightly, with no intention of answering.

"Let me guess......" the demon lowered his voice slightly, "are you thinking of me?" ”