Chapter 126 It seems that the celebration is too early
Chapter 126 It seems it’s too early to celebrate
Feng Canlin and Song Yiheng looked like they had something to say, and Song Yizhi was quite discerning.
She raised her finger and pointed at the door and said, "Then I will go in first?"
Feng Canglin responded and watched Song Yizhi go in.
After Song Yizhi entered, Song Yiheng walked up step by step and stood in front of Feng Canglin.
"What are you talking about?" Song Yiheng said, turning his head and looking in the direction of the door, his meaning was obvious.
After the words fell, Song Yiheng raised his hand to build a barrier to prevent the wall from having ears.
Although there was some kindness in Feng Canglin's eyes, it was not much. He said lightly, "Zhi Zhi has transformed."
It seems that Zhizhi's two bloodlines are well integrated. It's true...
"But her surname is Song." Song Yiheng smiled warmly in the spring breeze.
Looking at Song Yiheng who looked like the reincarnation of Lotus Root, Feng Canglin said quietly, "Is this important?"
"Have you taken the hangover medicine?" Song Yiheng asked with concern, "Does your head hurt?"
Song Yizhi shook his head.
"Isn't that your human cultivator?" Feng Canglin sneered, with a chill in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, "The demon world speaks through blood."
This traitor!
When he arrived at the door of the city lord's mansion, Song Yizhi saw a large group of monks gathered there.
For some reason, Lan Qianqian had a voice in her heart telling her that the shining person standing there should be her and not Song Yizhi.
After saying this, he raised his hand and bowed deeply to the monk below.
"Really?" Song Yiheng looked at Feng Canglin and said slowly, "I heard from my mother that when I was born, because I didn't inherit my father's bloodline, my father was so angry that he jumped up and down. Ah, I really can't see that my father still has the blood.
To be so childish?"
Except for Bei Xianyue and Baili Qi who were unaware, the other four people almost all thought of one thing.
Song Yizhi nodded and shook his head, then asked in a low voice, "Brother, aren't you angry?"
The mayor of Peony City raised his hand and saluted Song Yizhi and the others, "Thank you so much to the monks from the Changqiu Sect for helping Peony City."
Song Yizhi looked serious, "Brother, you can't go in now!"
When it came to the auction, Song Yizhi's expression changed.
After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi's tone became more solemn, "The transformation of a corpse into a demon is not a trivial matter. Who did it? I think that many people saw the captured demon cultivator last night, and the relationship between the immortal world and the demon world has been eased.
Some, if the corpse turns into a demon at this time, I'm afraid that what happened a long time ago will happen again."
Song Yiheng was speechless, "Okay."
Many monks noticed that the Lord of Peony City was staring in one direction, so they looked back curiously, and then saw a few people with outstanding looks.
Song Yizhi nodded.
The monks unanimously made way for Song Yizhi and his party to walk onto the high platform.
She took two steps forward and raised her hand to salute the cultivator below, "I am Song Yizhi from the Changqiu Sect."
The monks returned the gift one after another, and then said that this is what every monk should do.
Fortunately, the branches were not crooked.
Song Yiheng nodded, then raised his hand and tapped his sister's head, and asked in a funny tone, "What is this for?"
The look on Song Yiheng's face dimmed.
Lan Qianqian, who was mixed in the crowd, looked at Song Yizhi on the high platform with dark eyes.
It seems they celebrated early.
After a battle, Peony City was a little depressed. There were almost no mortals on the streets, only a few monks could be seen from time to time.
Song Yizhi briefly talked about the past history.
He is not an old-fashioned person.
After the monks dispersed, the Lord of Peony City invited everyone on the stage to enter the mansion.
Seeing Feng Canlin unhappy, Song Yiheng became happy.
My brother caught me drunk and hungover, dangerous!
The city lord of Peony City spoke with understanding, "On behalf of everyone in Peony City, I would like to thank all the monks."
"Yeah." Song Yizhi responded, then looked at his brother with a guilty conscience.
She raised her hand and saluted the Lord of Peony City, "If the Lord had not trusted us, the final result would not have been like this."
After Song Yizhi finished speaking, many monks who didn't understand the transformation of the corpse into demons and the things behind it asked questions one after another.
After a simple greeting, Song Yizhi put down her hand and spoke slowly, "If you didn't take the initiative last night, we alone would not have been able to control the situation."
The monks below raised their hands in return.
After thinking for a moment, Song Yizhi nodded.
Standing on the temporary high platform were the lord of Peony City, Huaizhu and Lu Li.
Song Yizhi looked at Huaizhu, then at Lu Li and the others, and finally at the Lord of Peony City.
Feng Canglin: "..."
Although Song Luo is not a loving mother, she still has some talents when it comes to losing children.
Song Yizhi responded, then stretched out his hand to pull Bei Xianyue forward, asking her to distract some attention from him.
The city lord of Peony City once again expressed his gratitude to the monks, and then said that three days after the auction ends, a banquet will be held at the city lord's mansion to invite all the monks, which can be regarded as a thank you and a celebration.
After Bei Xianyue and others had packed up, the six of them came out together.
Song Yizhi didn't rush in. She looked around and saw Lan Qianqian and three others in the crowd.
As the captain, it was Song Yizhi's turn to come out at this time.
"Remember what happened last night, you all really want to know the whole story, so I'll tell you right now..." Song Yizhi told the story one by one about the Zhao family, Yingchun Tower, or the corpse demon.
The person standing there in the spotlight should not be Song Yizhi!
Why can Song Yizhi stand there?
"Isn't it important?" Song Yiheng spread his hands, looking unspeakably mean and playful, "Don't the demon world care about these things very much?"
Bei Xianyue was speechless, but she didn't say anything.
Song Yizhi opened the door and revealed a head, looking a little sneaky, "Uncle, is he gone?"
Song Yizhi didn't dislike the scene in front of everyone, but he couldn't say he liked it that much.
"Let's go." Song Yiheng said.
Forget it, we’re already celebrating anyway, so let’s just celebrate in advance.
Seeing that the desired results were achieved, Song Yizhi retired and handed over the next steps to the lord of Peony City.
"You should be lucky." Feng Canglin raised his hand and patted Song Yiheng's shoulder, and said something that was not comforting, "When you have time, you can go to Feng Yian and ask him how he got here all these years."
Looking at Song Yizhi, who was too well-behaved and honest, Song Yiheng couldn't help but laugh, "You're not a child anymore. What's wrong with getting together with a few friends and having a drink?"
Just when Song Yizhi was about to retract his head and close the door, Song Yiheng said, "Have you been drinking?"
"Please ask Miss Song to explain to the monks what happened last night." After saying that, the Lord of Peony City sighed helplessly, "These few people don't know much, and what I said is not convincing."
"Gone." He said coldly, and Feng Canglin disappeared from the spot.
The Lord of Peony City became excited when he saw Song Yizhi and his party behind them.
After understanding this, the monks condemned the abomination of the demon world one after another, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.
For example, Song Yiheng was a good child who was raised to be full of bad intentions and evil intentions, but he still looked like a human being.
As for Yuan Xu, we can only say that Song Yizhi had another snake on his wrist.
Song Yiheng shrugged, walked to the door and knocked on the door.
"I'll wait for you outside, we're going to the City Lord's Mansion." Song Yiheng said in a warm voice.
Looking at the people walking into the city lord's mansion, Lan Qianxi narrowed her eyes.
Then, she said a few words to Qiao Yuanyuan beside her.
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Don’t ask why Zhizhi’s family is the only one left in the dark. I will write about it later, no spoilers.