"Everything you need on the road is ready. Uncle asked you to come over." Song Zhidao.
"Yes." Yu Wushuang nodded.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard side by side. Song Zhi slowed down slightly and felt uncomfortable staring at her. Although he knew that she had the ability to protect herself, this was the city of Kyoto after all.
"Brother A'zhi, have you been injured in any way?" Yu Wushuang suddenly stopped and turned around to ask.
Song Zhi didn't expect her to stop suddenly and almost bumped into her. He quickly stopped and said, "No."
"You're lying. Your aura on Riling Mountain was obviously different from other cultivators." Yu Wushuang came down from the mountain and never found a chance to ask him.
Although the aura he burst out in an instant was strong, it only took a moment before it was difficult to condense it again.
A strange look flashed across Song Zhi's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "You are not a cultivator of fear qi, how can you know how to distinguish aura."
"Although I don't understand fear, I can still feel that the aura on your body is scattered. If you force it to gather together, your body will not be able to support it sooner or later."
Song Zhi was surprised: "You..."
She actually discovered that his body was gradually weakening?
"Brother A'zhi, come with me to Kyoto."
After going to Kyoto City, she will have a lot of time to prepare medicinal materials for him, and she will definitely be able to cure him.
Song Xia shook his head subconsciously. He had never thought of going to Kyoto City. He always felt that that place was not a place where people like him could survive.
"Why?"
"Wushuang, you don't have to worry about me. I know my own body. As for Kyoto City, we can talk about it later. A-Qing is also preparing to return to the academy. Uncle is the only one left at home. I'm not worried." Song Zhidao.
Seeing that he was so insistent, Yu Wushuang did not try to persuade him. She took out the elixir that Gu Le had given her last time and handed it to him: "Keep this elixir and take one when you feel uncomfortable."
She refined the pill in space last time, and its effect can improve fear and nourish the body.
"Okay." Song Zhi didn't show any pretense.
"However, you must come to see me when you go to Kyoto in the future."
"That's natural." Song Zhi smiled.
The two turned around the corridor, and before they reached the hall, they heard the quarrel coming from the hall. That arrogant and arrogant voice was Yu Wushuang's dear master...
"Yu Fudong, don't bully me too much. I tell you that Wushuang is my disciple. If you want to take her to Kyoto City, you have to ask me if I agree."
"Master can be as old as grandpa. Wushuang recognizes his ancestors and returns to the clan. I want to ask you, who are you?"
"You don't know who I am?"
"You are still such a scoundrel at such an old age. You are too old to die."
"Hey, hey, I won't die until I grow old, and I'll make you mad."
Yu Wushuang walked to the door. When she heard the argument inside, there was a black line on her forehead, and she didn't want to go in.
It seems that grandpa and master know each other, and they seem to have a good relationship.
"Why did Wushuang accept you as her master? I will let her leave the master tomorrow." Mr. Hou blew his beard angrily.
It was just a few days before this old scoundrel got the better of her. She might be tricked by him.
"If you dare to let Wushuang leave the sect, I will make a big fuss in the Marquis Mansion. Not a single disciple of your sect will be able to escape. I will ask if you still want your reputation." Dexuan pinched his waist and was very ruthless.
"You go, you go quickly, later, our Marquis Mansion will no longer exist."
"..."
Yu Wushuang stretched out her head and saw at a glance two two-and-a-half-year-old men staring at each other. Fortunately, the old man maintained his elegance even when glaring.