In the front yard, a large group of people from the Zhao family looked at Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi. It was obvious that they were single and weak, but no one dared to move.
As Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi fell silent, the atmosphere suddenly condensed, making it difficult to breathe.
"Changqiu Sect?" Song Yizhi tilted his head, glanced at Rong Yueyuan, and spoke to break the frozen atmosphere.
She smiled and said, "Why didn't I know that the Changqiu Sect was colluding with the noble family?"
With that said, Song Yizhi took out his disciple token and dangled it around with his fingers.
When the ancestor of the Zhao family saw the disciple token, his expression changed instantly.
The sect has strict rules and distinct levels. The token of this female cultivator is obviously that of a direct disciple, but the materials used to make the token are actually at the elder level.
Who is she?!
How could Changqiu Sect treat her so favorably!
The head of the Zhao family looked at the disciple token in Song Yizhi's hand and was so frightened that his vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground.
This, this is Chang, the direct disciple of Changqiu Sect?!
Rong Yueyuan spoke to Song Yizhi, "May I ask the sect master?"
Song Yizhi nodded, "I heard that the second son of the Zhao family is an inner disciple, so I asked the sect leader to have the Discipline Hall check it out."
Rong Yueyuan responded and took out the communication talisman to contact Shen Bu.
The ancestor of the Zhao family looked at Rong Yueyuan and suddenly thought of something in his mind.
This little girl called him Fifth Elder, could it be possible...
He is Rong Yueyuan, the fifth elder of Changqiu Sect?!
This... how on earth did the Zhao family provoke the Changqiu Sect? How could they actually get the elders of the Changqiu Sect to come in person?!
The ancestor of the Zhao family looked more and more solemn.
The head of the Zhao family had not yet realized who the two people across from him were. He watched Rong Yueyuan communicating with the person on the other side of the communication talisman, and his heart sank.
Is he really in contact with the leader of the Changqiu Sect??
Over at the communication talisman, after hearing Rong Yueyuan's request, Shen Bu fell silent.
Shen Bu sorted out his rather messy mood, and seeing that the communication talisman was not broken, he said, "Fifth Elder, are you over with Zhi Zhi now?"
No, how could he have gone to Qingzhou Peony City in just the blink of an eye?
He is no longer a child!
Doesn't he know that he should be consolidating his cultivation at Bright Moon Peak at this time instead of running around!
Don’t worry about either one or the other!
"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan responded.
Shen Bu raised his hand to his forehead and couldn't help pinching his brows, "Fifth Elder, you are interfering with Zhizhi and the others' mission."
He is really not afraid that those disciples will say that he is biased if they find out!
"Not really." After saying that, Rong Yueyuan put away the communication charm and ended the chat unilaterally.
Shen Bu looked at the darkened communication symbol, and his head suddenly hurt even more.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his head and said to Song Yizhi, "The sect master has been informed."
Song Yizhi responded, and she raised her hands to count the time.
About a cup of tea later, the communication symbol of the head of the Zhao family came on.
The head of the Zhao family felt uneasy at the peak, but under the gazes of these people, he had no choice but to pick up the communication talisman.
"Father!! Save me!! Ah——"
The screams of the second son of the Zhao family were interrupted, and the communication talisman dimmed.
The uneasiness in the head of the Zhao family was completely confirmed.
Song Yizhi smiled and said in a gentle and kind voice, "With the intelligence of the head of the Zhao family, he has always guessed about our identities."
The head of the Zhao family looked ugly. Looking at Song Yizhi who was smiling lightly, his heart sank to the bottom of his heart.
Just one word can cause trouble for the inner disciples. Who are they?
"So, head of the Zhao family, can you answer my questions?" Song Yizhi said with a smile.
Afraid that the head of the Zhao family would forget the question, she repeated it very thoughtfully, "How did Chen Ying die?"
The head of the Zhao family looked at Song Yizhi with a warm smile and felt apprehensive.
This little girl is obviously smiling, but why is she so scary?
"Yes, yes..." The head of the Zhao family rolled his eyes and looked directly at Zhao Chang, "You traitor! Why don't you tell me the shameful things you did!"
"No, it's not me!" Zhao Chang opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.
He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was as pale as paper and ugly. He gritted his teeth, straightened his back and looked at Song Yizhi and shouted: "What kind of woman do I want?! Why should I kill a peasant girl!"
"
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows.
Makes some sense.
Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan and asked him to restrain his pressure.
Rong Yueyuan put away his pressure.
The pressure that was so heavy that his internal organs were bleeding suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Chang fell forward. He quickly raised his hands to support himself on the ground, thus avoiding the embarrassing fall.
But as he is now, he's not much better.
After a while, Zhao Chang vomited another mouthful of blood. He held on to the bluestone and climbed up with some difficulty, breathing heavily.
Song Yizhi was not in a hurry to speak, and seemed to be giving him time to consider his words.
"It's not me who likes Chen Ying, it's Zhao Sheng. That bastard Zhao Sheng likes Chen Ying." Zhao Chang's face showed a bit of sarcasm, "How dare he, a bastard, fight with me? It's a pity that he will die before he can be taken back."
Already."
At this point, Zhao Chang still had a bit of regret in his words, as if he was regretting not bringing Chen Ying back and disgusting Zhao Sheng.
There was a young and thin man in the crowd. Looking at Zhao Chang, who was still so arrogant to this day, the fierceness in his eyes flashed away.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and rubbed his chin.
Zhao Chang probably didn't lie, and he didn't dare to lie, so Chen Ying's lover was Zhao Sheng, the concubine of the Zhao family?
"So, how did Chen Ying die?" Song Yizhi asked.
Zhao Chang sneered, "I didn't kill the person, how do I know?"
"It's empty talk." Song Yizhi said.
Zhao Chang said, "I can swear."
After saying that, Zhao Chang raised three fingers and said, "I, Zhao Chang, swear on my life that if Chen Ying dies by my hands, I will not die well."
A white light flashed across the sky, indicating that the oath had been fulfilled.
Looking at Zhao Chang who was safe and sound, Song Yizhi folded his hands around his chest and fell into deep thought.
If it’s not Zhao Chang, who could it be?
The head of the Zhao family looked at the young Song Yizhi, tried his best to put on a smile and said, "This girl is just a peasant girl. She will die when she dies. Why would she want to go to war? Why don't we sit down and talk about it."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Song Yizhi raised his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared.
The head of the Zhao family looked at Song Yizhi, who had an expressionless face and calm eyes, and his heart trembled with fear.
For a moment, he didn't dare to speak again.
Song Yizhi looked away and looked at Zhao Chang, "Where is Zhao Sheng?"
Zhao Chang glanced at the crowd, pointed at a thin man and said, "Over there."
Zhao Sheng in the crowd was suddenly looked at by everyone, and his hands hanging in his sleeves suddenly clenched tightly.
Song Yizhi looked directly at Zhao Sheng through the crowd, and she could see Zhao Sheng's nervousness at that moment.
Why is he nervous?
He didn't kill the person.
It's really interesting.
"Your sweetheart died, and you don't seem to be sad at all." Song Yizhi said calmly.
Zhao Sheng raised his head again and looked at Song Yizhi with red eyes. He wanted to say something, but he seemed to be afraid of Zhao Chang. In the end, he lowered his eyes and didn't say a word.
But he looked like that, even though he didn't say a single word, he seemed to have said countless words.
Zhao Chang looked at Zhao Sheng like this and sneered with great disdain.