Song Yu was on pins and needles when he heard the screams behind the rockery. He really wanted to jump out and teach the maid in pink: First, it was Sun Fengyuan who was ambitious and brought strange beasts into the capital with evil intentions. If he hadn't been clever enough to discover the flaw through the purchase of the post house,
If it were revealed in advance, she still didn’t know how many people would suffer. Her most cherished parents, brothers and sisters might also be among them;
Secondly, the person who killed Sun Fengyuan was clearly the city lord whom she admired so much, his cheap father. His father should still be alive now, and it was not his father's turn to repay his debt. What's more, Song Chengwei was not his real father, that is
As an NPC, why did the player suddenly take such a big blame?
Third, Bai Zhaocheng even dared to create a clone of the White Walker King, making it clear that he would beat Tianyong even if there was no reason. Song Yu just bumped into this stall, and the matter had nothing to do with him.
For a moment, Song Yu suddenly felt the feeling of the so-called "beauties who bring disaster to the country". In the face of the torrent of the times, they often have no decision-making power, but they are regarded by everyone as the person who subjectively caused all this, and are pushed out
Beheaded. As if everything would be peaceful without her.
In the last episode, Song Yu slaughtered a city in seconds and didn't dare to say that he was so capable, okay?
Song Yu's state of mind and his resentment were obviously incomprehensible to the two maids. The maid in pink was in a very low mood: "Now that the second young master and the eldest lady have also left, only us, the minimum slaves, are left in the palace.
.How long can such a life last? If the city is destroyed in the future, sister, what should we do?"
There was a hint of coldness in these words, which made the maid in green shudder. But after all, they were sisters who stayed until the end, and they had a deep relationship. She still hugged the maid in pink and sighed: "White summons the magic, and it will not be blessed by God."
.Now that the Grand Duke has personally led the Security Department to the front line, I hope there will be good news in the near future."
Song Yu's eyes lit up. Lin Ting was not there? Although Lin Ting's forces would still closely monitor him and Song Chengwei, but he was not here, Song Yu didn't think that group of people could do much to understand Nan Shi. Then wouldn't he come?
To be more free?
It's just that the war between Tianyong and Bai Zhao has been more tragic than Song Dynasty imagined. Bai Zhao's strange ghosts and beasts have become so arrogant, so Bai Zhao City has not thought about the consequences? Or does it not care about the consequences at all, and all it wants is a powerful force.
must?
The space in the rockery gap is limited, and Xie Nanshi is very close to Song Yu. Naturally, he can see the worry on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said through a message: "Your father is Tianyong's Dinghai Shenzhen. With him here, even if he is an alien,
The Ghost King himself doesn't dare to attack easily. Aren't you here to save this Dinghai Needle?"
Xie Nanshi always did more than he said. Song Yu didn't expect that one day he would be so relieved by him. He was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said: "You are right, I was here to complete the main mission.
of."
After explaining the plot, the two maids walked away. Xie Nanshi didn't waste any time, and followed Song Yu's ups and downs before arriving outside the city lord's palace. On the way here, Song Yu's heart became heavier and heavier, even though there were two
The maid spoke in advance, but seeing that there were not many servants in the huge palace, Song Yu still felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.
On the other hand, the number of guards seemed to be very large. Everyone had a look of solemn expression on their faces. Perhaps they had regarded this place as the last place worth protecting for Tianyong.
The dormitory was still the same, with the doors and windows closed. But this did not trouble Xie Nanshi. While the guard was in a trance, he rushed in with Song Yu. Opening and closing the door did not make much sound. The guard was not sure whether he was
I was hallucinating, but I thought that the palace was still maintained by formations. Since the formations did not warn me, maybe it was just my illusion.
Xie Nanshi also felt this formation. This made Xie Nanshi, who felt a huge blockage as soon as he entered the room, tense up. But then he felt Song Yu holding his hand and seemed to be
Something made him pass through that invisible curtain and arrive at another space extremely smoothly.
Song Yu was also in a daze.
The sweet smell of chronic illness in the room seemed to be more pungent than the last time he came, and it also carried a suffocating silence. These smells flowed slowly due to the intrusion of the two people, and were naturally keenly attracted by it.
People notice.
"Since you are all here and you haven't shown up yet, do you want me to invite you?" Song Chengwei's voice came from far away, followed by the sound of rustling cloth.
Xie Nanshi did not hesitate and stepped out of the hiding place. Song Yu touched his nose and followed him out.
Song Chengwei opened the gauze curtain on the bed and looked at the two of them. When he saw Song Yu standing in front of him unscathed, his face became a little relieved, and then it turned into displeasure. Although he didn't have enough confidence to say what he said,
With a bit of sternness: "You are no longer Tianyong's young master. Didn't An Chen tell you not to come back again?"
This old man was really stubborn. Song Yu, who was a little nervous at first, now calmed down. He casually pulled up a stool and sat down: "What's the use of telling her? You said I'm not Tianyong's Young City Master.
Well, then why haven’t I heard people talk about it? In the final analysis, you just said a few angry words at home without giving any clear proof of separation from the parent-child relationship."
Song Chengwei only felt that there were a lot of words that he didn't understand after Song Yu left this time. He knew that he didn't have much time, so his impatience eventually subsided. He got up from the bed and walked slowly to the table. His clothes
The robe was extremely loose and dragged to the floor, making him look like a ghost from a distance.
"Let's go after eating." Song Chengwei said loudly, and he sat down and stretched out his chopsticks.
Song Yu looked at a table of high-grade delicacies and silently swallowed his saliva. What a sin, why don't you let him eat something delicious after he's gone home?
Even so, after seeing Song Chengwei's desire, Song Yu sat next to him, and Xie Nanshi also sat down quietly.
Song Chengwei ate in silence. With his cultivation, he no longer needed to eat, but now his body had to replenish energy through such actions. The meat was stewed until it was soft and rotten, and it would break when cut with chopsticks. Song Chengwei remained silent.
He put the meat into his mouth and refused hard and firmly.
Song Chengwei looked greedy and couldn't eat, so he could only put down his chopsticks and pretend to be angry: "Speak clearly first. Even if you don't recognize me as your son, I am still a mediocre person. Why can't I come back?"
Song Chengwei was about to curse angrily, but he couldn't take a breath and coughed violently again. As a result, his body became slightly rickety. Even so, Song Chengwei still raised a stubborn finger to accuse Song Yu.
Song Yu was too lazy to talk to him, and without any hesitation, he grabbed Song Chengwei's wrist. With this touch, Song Chengwei's character status was clearly visible. In addition to his face, there was no explanation, only a status bar filled with ???
It is a newly added "eating" buff that restores a small amount of his blood. At this time, Song Chengwei's health bar is only a quarter, and the blood line has been shaking. It is probably because the blood-increasing effect of eating is competing with his own blood-draining effect.
.
This is completely different from Song Yu's diagnosis of Song Chengwei last time. Song Yu felt for a moment that Song Chengwei was really going to die.
"You..." Song Chengwei's veins were suddenly caught. Although he didn't feel that Song Yu was going to harm him, he still instinctively wanted him to let go. But Song Yu's movements were faster, and he activated his skill - Painting Doctor with a single concentration.
After a slight feeling of weightlessness, Song Yu came to the skill space. It was still pure black with no distinction between up, down, left and right, which made Song Yu feel a little ptsd. There were some light spots floating in the air.
"Huh? Is there no skill guide for the first time?" Song Yu felt something was a little strange. Even if the skills in the past were cheating, there was still an explanation.
However, this did not trouble Song Yu, after all, it was not the first time that he was trapped in such a space. Not long after, Song Yu was sent out of the skill space.
Song Chengwei had already reacted at this time, but before he could say anything else, Song Yu had already used the skill again neatly.
Although he had not stayed in the skill space for a long time before, he had already found some ways to use the skills through experimentation. His fingertips crossed the void, and the faint green fluorescence gathered on the fingertips, forming streamlines one after another in the air.
.Drawing doctor, painting doctor, although I don’t know why these two words can be used together, but as the name suggests, Song Yu just used his fingertips to draw a glowing portrait. He was tall, short, fat and thin just like Song Chengwei, but what about his eyebrows and eyes?
I can't even describe it.
This time he stayed obviously longer than last time. It seems that drawing the right lines can extend the use time of his skills. But except for this green-lighting human figure, there is nothing else in front of him, and Song Yu can only
I was enlightened and continued to draw randomly through trial and error, but I actually drew a few more lines.
But with only a few, he was pushed out of the skill space.
After leaving the space, he immediately pushed the delicacies on the table a little further away. Song Chengwei now needed to eat to maintain his blood line, but he did not drink. Song Yu had no drink to drink, so he used what he had scooped out earlier.
Tang wetted his fingertips and drew a few lines on the table that he had successfully drawn blindly. He looked up at Jie Nanshi and Song Chengwei: "What is this?"
"It's like meridians." Xie Nanshi said.
Song Yu's eyes shone: "You are right. Then how to draw the remaining meridians?"
Xie Nanshi didn't care if his fingertips were stained with soup. However, no matter how precise he was, he couldn't avoid the soup getting smeared in this cramped place.
Song Yu's eyes widened and he tried to remember where Xie Nanshi had just started. Then he heard Song Chengwei sigh: "You guys come with me."
He led the two of them to the writing desk on the side. Because he was ill, some important matters were moved to the bedroom to deal with, and pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all available. Jie Nanshi wrote quickly, and the meridians followed the path of a practitioner.
Focusing on his research, he soon drew an extremely detailed drawing: "Although everyone's meridians will be slightly different, this is generally the case."
"Okay." Song Yu remembered this picture firmly in his heart, then turned to look at Song Chengwei, and said very matter-of-factly, "Here you go."