Yuan Xu teleported to the stairs on the top floor with suspicion in mind. When he looked up, he saw the man standing at the door.
The moment Feng Canlin raised his head and looked over, Yuan Xu's snake pupils shrank, and a few snake scales popped out of the corners of his eyes.
Royal blood?!
He is a demon cultivator with royal blood who has already reached maturity?!
After receiving this realization, Yuan Xu's mind roared and he was a little confused.
No, what happened to this world?
Why is the royal bloodline as common as cabbage on the street?
What a hell!
Feng Canglin looked at the demon cultivator who suddenly appeared, his eyes trembling slightly.
This is……
The bond on this demon cultivator is so heavy. Which auspicious beast is this companion beast?
Feng Canlin very considerately raised his hand to hold up the barrier so as not to disturb the six people laughing and having fun inside.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Feng Canglin's voice was majestic and cold.
Yuan Xu clearly felt Song Yizhi's aura inside. Looking at the man blocking the door, he guessed that this demon cultivator was not an enemy.
Yuan Xu was slightly surprised, "Have they completed their mission?"
Song Yizhi responded.
The experience of human cultivation is really... quite strange.
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
Feng Canglin's eyes fell on Song Yiheng, "Yes, you have become a god at a young age. This is a gift to congratulate you on your promotion."
Song Yizhi just held his cheek with one hand and tapped the wine glass with chopsticks in the other. The crisp tapping sound was accompanied by laughter, which was unexpectedly harmonious.
So, who sent this demon cultivator?
"Who are you?" Yuan Xu asked.
Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi's smile, smiled a little, and responded gently, "Okay."
So it turns out that Song Yizhi can act like a spoiled brat?
They seemed to hear the voice of the Demon Lord!
Song Yizhi looked at Feng Canglin and then at Song Yiheng, secretly sighing that they really didn't treat him as an outsider.
After a hangover, Song Yizhi's voice was a little hoarse, lazy and charming.
I originally planned to spend her 20th birthday with Zhizhi, but now it seems that I'm afraid that won't be possible.
Yuan Xu put down his hand and then looked up at Feng Canglin.
"I've already bought it." Feng Canglin walked up to Song Yizhi, bent down and reached out to help her up, and said softly, "The ground is cold, don't sit on the ground in the future."
After finishing his words, Feng Canglin threw a storage bag over.
"bump!"
Shen Zheng leaned back in her chair and fell asleep.
The sunlight outside the window fell into the house, and Bei Xianyue and Wei Ling were sleeping on the table.
Feng Canglin was slightly startled.
Feng Canglin's voice just fell. Chu He and Shen Zheng sat up and looked over at the same time.
Yuan Xu consciously stepped aside and leaned against the pillar with his arms folded.
The tinkling sound is irregular, but it also becomes a melody when you listen to it.
Seeing Feng Canlin appear at the door, the two of them stood up almost simultaneously, raised their hands to their hearts and saluted.
"Demon Lord Feng Canglin."
Feng Canglin handed the sobering medicine to Song Yizhi.
After taking the hangover medicine, Song Yizhi pointed to his sleeping teammates and whispered, "Shall we go out and talk?"
Moreover, Song Luo doesn't have any contract beasts. Even if she has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible to send companion beasts that can defeat the auspicious beasts.
Yuan Xu walked to Song Yizhi, looked down at Song Yizhi who was sitting on the ground leaning against a pillar, and said in a hoarse and cold voice, "The cat asked me to come."
"So." Feng Canglin said very cleverly.
"Originally, I was going to stay a few more days, but the zombie transformation happened and I need to go back to deal with some things." Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi, the guilt in his eyes flashed away.
Feng Canglin nodded slightly, "No need to be polite."
"Zhizhi?... Demon Lord?" Song Yiheng's eyes fell from Song Yizhi to Feng Canglin.
Song Yizhi smiled and called "brother" obediently.
"Oh." Song Yizhi responded. She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, "Can I trouble you with something?"
Several others slept motionless.
outside the house.
Yuan Xu: "..."
There were several wine glasses placed in front of Song Yizhi. The glasses contained more or less fine wine. She used the glass of wine as a vessel and tapped her chopsticks on the rim of the glass to make different sounds.
Chu He and Bai Liqi were sitting on the floor leaning on chairs and sleeping.
No, in their eyes, you are stupid, right??
With two faces so similar, who would believe that these two people are not related by blood?
Song Yiheng reached out to take it, raised his hand to Feng Canglin and gave a slight salute, "Thank you very much."
Fearing that several people inside would die suddenly, Yuan Xu kicked the door open ungently, and then saw a crowd of people staggering around in the house.
"They are celebrating inside." Feng Canglin did not intend to let Yuan Xu go in and disturb Song Yizhi and the others.
Seeing Song Yizhi enjoying herself and enjoying herself, the others ignored her.
Could it be Song Luo? But Song Luo didn't seem so considerate.
Beixianyue and the others were still chatting and laughing while doing the drinking. As for Song Yizhi, because she had lost everything, she was forced to drink almost half a jar of wine. Wei Ling and the others couldn't bear it, so after a discussion, they let her
Play by yourself.
Song Yizhi leaned against the pillar and yawned, then said lazily, "It's Yuan Xu, why are you here?"
Feng Canglin nodded and went out with Song Yizhi.
The next day.
Song Yiheng walked up the steps and saw two people standing in the corridor talking.
Seeing the quick reactions of Chu He and Shen Zheng, Song Yizhi blinked in shock.
The two people who were still a little confused suddenly woke up. They swallowed the "Demon Lord" on their lips and stood aside obediently.
Speaking of this, Yuan Xu still couldn't hide his speechless mood.
She doesn’t believe it anyway!
"This is for you." Feng Canglin took out a storage ring and handed it to Song Yizhi. Seeing her confused look, he said softly, "A gift."
"What is Zhizhi going to do?" Feng Canglin's gentle voice sounded from outside.
"No." Yuan Xu coldly and ruthlessly refused without even thinking.
His voice sounded like a cold snake hissing, "I am Yuan Xu, and I was entrusted by someone to protect Song Yizhi."
After the two of them went out, Yuan Xu, Chu He and Shen Zheng looked at each other, then each looked away, standing awkwardly.
…
Looking at the pitiful Song Yizhi who seemed to be coquettish, Feng Canglin's heart softened and her eyes became gentle.
Yuan Xu paused for a moment, then he lowered his head slightly, raised his hand to his heart, bowed slightly to Feng Canlin, and said with a hint of respect in his voice, "Demon Lord."
inside the house.
Yuan Xu didn't ask any more questions. He nodded to Feng Canglin and then leaned against a pillar to take a nap.
Song Yizhi opened his eyes almost reflexively. When he saw Yuan Xu at the door, his whole body became restrained like a sharp knife being sheathed.
Human beings are very awkward creatures.
Yuan Xu looked at the Jade Golden Snake with its elbows turned outwards and selectively ignored it.
The jade snake wrapped around her wrist revealed a head, and its green snake eyes seemed to be filled with condemnation of Yuan Xu.
Song Yizhi sat on the ground and leaned against a pillar to sleep.
Is this the sense of oppression coming from the Demon Lord?
Feng Canglin glanced at Chu He and Shen Zheng indifferently.
"I have a headache, and there is no hangover medicine around." Song Yizhi looked at Feng Canglin across Yuan Xu, and said pitifully, "Yuan Xu is not willing to buy some hangover medicine for me, uncle, can you buy me some hangover medicine?"
Feng Canglin glanced at Yuan Xu indifferently, and then walked up.
"Uncle, have a nice journey! Remember not to work too hard!" Song Yizhi smiled.
Song Yizhi looked at the exquisite storage ring in his hand and said, "Thank you, uncle!"
uncle?
Song Yiheng's brows moved slightly, and he looked at Feng Canglin who was adapting well and gave him a meaningful look.
Feng Canlin directly ignored Song Yiheng's malicious gaze.