Shen Bu looked at Song Yizhi who was standing aside obediently, then turned around and scolded Song Luo, "Look at Zhi Zhi, you are looking at you. Zhi Zhi is so sensible, how does he look like you! Tsk, the more I look at it, the more I get. Not pleasing to the eye."
"Are you envious?" Song Luo snorted coldly, "You are envious, this is my daughter, you don't have her."
Shen Bu: "..."
Is it illegal to beat your sister to death?!
Song Yizhi reached out and pulled Shen Bu's sleeve, fearing that he would actually beat his mother in anger, "Uncle, don't be angry, my niece is a girl too!"
Shen Bu really couldn't get angry at Song Yizhi, who was well-behaved and sweet-tongued.
Then, Shen Bu turned around and glared at Song Luo with disgust.
Zhi Zhi is better.
"What are you here for?" Shen Bu said angrily.
Song Luo glanced at Song Yizhi and said in a cold tone, "Let's see if my precious daughter has been harmed."
Shen Bu smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, "Leave my sight smoothly! Immediately! Immediately!"
When Song Yizhi saw that his mother was about to speak, he quickly ran up to silence her manually.
Song Luo's mouth was covered. She glanced at Song Yizhi, then turned her head slightly to avoid it.
Being interrupted by Song Yizhi, Song Luo also lost interest and became angry again.
"Turn your elbows outward?" Song Luo raised her hand and pinched the soft flesh on her daughter's face, then pinched it twice more when she felt it felt good.
Song Yizhi pulled away his mother's sinful claws and said with a smile, "My uncle is a relative, how can he say that his elbows are turned outwards!"
Song Luo looked at Shen Bu who was so proud of herself and didn't want him to care.
"Song Luo, when Zhizhi comes back from training, I will let her move to the main peak." Shen Bu informed.
Song Luo said, "No need."
Before her brother cursed, Song Luo said, "This coward is going to hide in Yaowang Valley."
Shen Bu glanced at the cute little coward and said, "Then I'll find something more to do for Rong Yueyuan."
"Brother, to be fair, Rong Yueyuan is pretty good, right?" Song Luo said in confusion, "Since we have to find someone sooner or later, why can't we find someone like this? Or do you want her to follow my example and find a monster?"
Shen Bu raised his finger and pointed at the door again, "I hope you will be more conscious."
Whenever Zhizhi dares to find a demon, he will dare to go to Feng Canglin for a "friendly" exchange!
"Isn't it?" Song Luo raised her hand and said, "She is at the age when love begins. Instead of finding a few crooked melons and cracked dates to give us heartache, it is better to find Rong Yueyuan."
Song Yizhi looked at his mother and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Have you ever thought that she is only twenty!" After Shen Bu finished speaking, he tried hard to suppress his anger.
Talking to this unfortunate sister makes it easy to have difficulty breathing and blood pressure rises sharply!
Song Luo said, "You are already twenty, you can practice dual cultivation."
Shen Bu tried hard to hold back the murderous smile on his face, he pointed at the door, "Do you want me to send you off?"
Song Luo said "tsk tsk" twice, and she dragged Song Yizhi out and said as she walked, "He's in a hurry, he can't afford to play."
Song Yizhi: "..."
At this time, my uncle did not take action, which shows that he really cares about family ties.
Song Luo did not take Song Yizhi back to Song Ningfeng, but walked slowly with her.
"While you are still young, take a closer look at the scenery outside." Song Luo said in a gentle voice.
Song Yizhi's eyelids twitched, "Mother, why do these words make me feel like I'm not going to die soon?"
Song Luo raised her hand and knocked Song Yizhi on the head.
"Oh! Mom, you can't afford it!" Song Yizhi groaned, covering his head.
Song Luo was unmoved. She said calmly, "Jing Yishi and Jing Yi Stone are given to you. His attitude is very clear. You can't escape from his grasp."
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
What a dear mother!
"While you haven't become a Taoist couple yet, see more of the world. When the time comes to become a Taoist couple, it will be difficult for you to even take a second look." Song Luo spoke earnestly.
Song Yizhi choked for a while and then asked fatally, "Father, does he know?"
Song Luo's face froze slightly.
Song Luo couldn't help but take a breath when she thought of the man who doted on his daughter.
Feng Canglin knew that Song Yizhi was interested in Rong Yueyuan, so he might be able to tear Rong Yueyuan into pieces!
"Your father's side..." Song Luo looked at her daughter seriously, "Leave it to you!"
Song Yizhi: "..."
Extremely reliable!
…
Song Luo was halfway through when Shen Bu called her back. Song Yizhi thought about it and prepared to go find Yan Lingyu.
Yan Lingyu came out of the house and saw Song Yizhi standing in the yard.
"Let's go, let's take you for a walk." Song Yizhi raised his finger and pointed outside.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was not in a good mood, Yan Lingyu didn't say anything bad about her, nodded and followed her.
After leaving the residence, Yan Lingyu saw Song Yizhi taking out the flying magic weapon.
Song Yizhi saw Yan Lingyu's somewhat puzzled expression and said, "Come up."
Yan Lingyu didn't understand, but he still sat on the flying magic weapon obediently.
After actually visiting half of Songning Peak, Yan Lingyu deeply realized how big Changqiu Sect was.
He could also understand why Song Yizhi wanted to use a flying magic weapon.
"That's Yao Peak over there. The second elder is the peak master of Yao Peak. That's..." Song Yizhi pointed to the stretching peaks. "The most remote one is Jiaoyue Peak. That's..."
"I know that the peak master of Bright Moon Peak is the Fifth Elder!" Yan Lingyu replied quickly.
Song Yizhi nodded. Seeing Yan Lingyu's interest, she flew over with her flying magic weapon.
When they reached the boundary of Jiaoyue Peak, Song Yizhi stopped.
Yan Lingyu looked at the stretching hills and asked, "Do these all belong to Jiaoyue Peak?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
One Bright Moon Peak is comparable to three or four Yanling families.
"Is Jiaoyue Peak that big?" Yan Lingyu said with emotion, "It really deserves to be the Changqiu Sect."
"It's okay. The other peaks are almost the same as Bright Moon Peak." Song Yizhi said.
The Changqiu Sect has such a huge territory, which has been accumulated by generations of ancestors.
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi and said, "No wonder you are riding a flying magic weapon."
Song Yizhi chuckled.
Seeing that her mood had recovered a lot, Yan Lingyu asked, "You left with Sect Master Shen earlier, and you were in a bad mood before you came back. Did Sect Master Shen reprimand you?"
Song Yizhi shook her head and raised her finger to touch the pendant on her ear.
Yan Lingyu understood, and then said in surprise, "The leader of a sect still cares about such a thing?"
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted his head, "Did I forget to tell you that that is my uncle?"
What the hell??
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi in shock, "Your uncle?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Yan Lingyu was silent for a while before digesting the news. He looked at Song Yizhi's innocent look and said quietly, "You can really hide it!"
Song Yizhi shrugged his shoulders, "My mother and uncle are having conflicts, and basically no one knows about this relationship."
Yan Lingyu nodded.
Song Yizhi planned to take Yan Lingyu to Yaofeng for a stroll, and also to harm two rabbits.
At this time, Yan Lingyu received the communication talisman. After the communication talisman burned to ashes, he said to Song Yizhi, "Let's go down the mountain."
Song Yizhi seemed to have guessed what was going on, but she didn't ask any more questions and turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.
After leaving the sect, Yan Lingyu directed the direction.
After a while, the two of them saw the person they wanted to see.
Lan Qianxi was lying on the ground covered in blood, looking like she had been thrown out by the disciples of the Discipline Hall.
Yan Lingyu built a barrier to hide the two of them.
Song Yizhi remained vigilant and did not approach rashly, but watched from a distance.