Song Yizhi tilted his head and looked at the man beside him, then withdrew his gaze and said as he walked, "The Xian Alliance's methods are really inferior."
Rong Yueyuan responded, then put his hand around Song Yizhi's waist and took her aside.
Song Yizhi was brought against Rong Yueyuan's chest, and a cold smell instantly hit his nose.
The little girl who stumbled over was thrown into the air. After she managed to stand still, she turned to look at Song Yizhi with a big smile on her face, "Sorry, I almost bumped into you!"
Rong Yueyuan said nothing and put Song Yizhi aside.
Song Yizhi patted Rong Yueyuan on the arm, and then said to the apologetic girl, "It's okay."
After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi took Rong Yueyuan and prepared to find a place to stay.
Because they have disguised themselves, the place they live in cannot be too good or too bad, and they may have to visit several houses before they can confirm it.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi preparing to leave, the girl hurried up and spread her arms to block their way.
"Wait!" the girl said.
Looking at the girl wearing patched clothes in front of him, Song Yizhi was gentle but also a little distant, "What else can this girl do?"
The girl's eyes flickered as she looked at the two men's low-key but impressive clothes.
"Well, you came to the Immortal City to join the Immortal Alliance, right?" The girl deliberately lowered her voice when she said this.
Song Yizhi responded, making the lie look like the truth, "I heard that the Immortal Alliance is recruiting disciples. My man is a Golden Core cultivator. Let's take a look."
"I have some gossip here, come here, come here." Seeing Song Yizhi's show off face, the girl suppressed her envy and jealousy and waved to Song Yizhi to come closer.
Song Yizhi walked up as instructed.
The girl whispered into Song Yizhi's ear.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was listening seriously, the girl quietly stretched out her other hand.
The next second, the girl felt her wrist being grabbed by an iron claw, and the force was so strong that she screamed in pain.
"Ah!" The girl screamed, her face turning pale in pain.
In the too quiet Fairy City, this movement attracted a lot of attention.
The girl felt that many eyes were on them, and she immediately rolled her eyes with a pitiful and aggrieved look on her face, "What are you doing!"
Song Yizhi pinched the girl's wrist and raised it little by little, speaking in a gentle voice, "This person only has two hands. If he has one more hand, he will be interrupted."
The girl looked at Song Yizhi, who had a gentle and calm face, and suddenly saw indifference and terror from this gentleness.
In an instant, the girl didn't have the same air as before, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Looking at Song Yizhi with a gentle face, the girl's intestines were filled with regret.
Originally, she was eyeing Song Yizhi and the two of them because they were well-dressed and could afford the money, but she didn't expect that this time she would hit a brick wall.
Song Yizhi let go of the girl's hand and didn't care about those eyes at all. She smiled gently and said, "Aren't you leaving?"
The girl turned around and ran away in an instant, staggering a bit because she was running too fast.
Rong Yueyuan took out a handkerchief and handed it to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi wiped his hands, then folded the gift handkerchief and put it away.
"Fifth Elder, we are traveling abroad, what should I call you?" Song Yizhi asked via voice transmission, and then took the man's warm and dry hand.
Rong Yueyuan held the cold plain hand and said while walking, "Isn't there a title?"
?
Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then silently raised his hands to cover his face after he realized what he was doing.
She really can't say the word husband!
Hot mouth!
Seeing that Song Yizhi's ears were slightly pink, Rong Yueyuan's eyes were soft but helpless.
"Choose a word for me." Rong Yueyuan said in a voice message.
Hearing this, Song Yizhi put down her hand and suddenly looked up at Rong Yueyuan. She was so surprised that she forgot to transmit her voice, "You want me to give you a word? Logically speaking, shouldn't your name be given by your elders?"
"Customs are different." Rong Yueyuan replied warmly, "In our lineage, if our parents don't give us a name, we can only wait until our spouse takes it later."
Originally, his parents were supposed to give him this name, but his mother said that a name is more intimate than a name, so it should be left to her future daughter-in-law.
Song Yizhi blinked, and it took her a long time to react. She couldn't help but sigh, "I've never heard of such attention to detail."
"This is not unusual." Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "I have to trouble Madam to give me the words."
Their lineage has some inheritance, but in today's world, those ancient inheritances have long since disappeared.
The gentle voice is magnetic yet clear, clean and pleasant.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, "Let me think about it."
I never thought that I would be able to give Rong Yueyuan a name in my lifetime.
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Song Yizhi, who was lost in thought, held Rong Yueyuan's hand and followed him obediently.
When Rong Yueyuan found the inn and booked a room, Song Yizhi was still thinking.
Rong Yueyuan paid the money, took the key and took Song Yizhi to the guest room. Looking at Song Yizhi who walked over and sat aside to think seriously, he couldn't help but walked up and pinched her soft cheeks.
After raising it for a period of time, it can be regarded as raising some meat.
Song Yizhi took Rong Yueyuan's hand and looked at him with bright eyes, "Yu Yuan."
Yuyuan?
Yu is a treasure, but what about the abyss?
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, and when he was about to ask, Song Yizhi said with a smile, "Yuan is the same as Rong Yueyuan's Yuan, Yu means treasure."
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Song Yizhi looked at her husband seriously and said, "The name your father and mother gave you is very nice, so I borrowed it."
The name Yuyuan is half his love for him and half the love given to him by his parents-in-law.
Rong Yueyuan sat down next to Song Yizhi, he took out Wen Xue, and then carved a line of words on the hilt of the sword.
Song Yizhi was a little curious, but seeing Rong Yueyuan's expression that he didn't want her to see it, he sat quietly.
After Rong Yueyuan carved the small line of characters, he put away Wen Xue, then took out the communication talisman and contacted Shen Bu.
Shen Bu's somewhat surprised voice came from the communication talisman, "Fifth Elder? What do you want from me?"
Didn't he go down the mountain with Zhizhi? Looking at me at this time, could it be that something happened to Zhizhi?!
"Sect Master, Changqiu Sect's records about me..." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded unhurriedly.
Song Yizhi, who was sitting aside, looked at the serious man and silently raised his hand to his forehead.
After hearing Rong Yueyuan's request, Shen Bu on the other side of the communication talisman looked confused, "Fifth Elder, when did you have a message?"
"Just now." Rong Yueyuan replied.
Shen Bu was not stupid. After he reacted, he looked speechless and heartbroken. The word "Go" on his lips changed a few times to other words, "Okay, I know."
Isn't it just one word? Let Song Luo handle this matter later.
"Thank you, Sect Master." Rong Yueyuan said gently and politely, and then cut off the communication talisman.
After putting away the communication talisman, Shen Bu went directly to find Song Luo, who looked slightly complicated after hearing this.
How should I put it, the current Rong Yueyuan is somewhat similar to the Feng Canglin in some time?