Looking at Song Yizhi who looked wilted, Rong Yueyuan reached out and took her wrist.
The slender wrist was tightly wrapped in Rong Yueyuan's big palm.
The man looked at the pendants on the two bracelets with soft eyes.
Song Yizhi looked sideways and saw the unconcealed tenderness and joy in Rong Yueyuan's eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.
He really...never hides it.
Rong Yueyuan moved his eyes to fall on Song Yizhi's face, his gentle expression became serious, "Song Yizhi, promise me one thing, come back alive."
"I..." Song Yizhi had no way to guarantee that he would come back alive.
Looking at Song Yizhi who hesitated to give an answer, Rong Yueyuan's eyes darkened.
Song Yizhi chose to avoid answering the unanswerable question. She changed the topic, "Fifth Elder, your feelings for me should not be very deep, right?"
It's only been a few months, so even if there are feelings, there shouldn't be many.
…
Wei Ling stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yizhi forward.
Rong Yueyuan was not someone who was easy to fool. He said in a serious voice, "Song Yizhi, promise me you will come back alive."
When Song Yizhi entered the secret realm, he not only had to be wary of the dangers in the secret realm, but he also had to be wary of these monks.
Wei Ling nodded, and then she saw Lan Qianqian in the crowd.
Without Song Yizhi, he would still be alive, but if there was really no Song Yizhi, he would feel that something was missing in his heart.
Rong Yueyuan thought for a long time and then answered seriously, "I can't answer your question."
There are 100 people in the secret realm this time, 20 places are freely allocated by the Rong family, and the remaining 80 people are the survival of the fittest.
Song Yizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she responded vaguely.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the sky became dark.
The word death stirred Rong Yueyuan's heartstrings. He fancied it for a moment and then took a breath.
A maid bravely walked up and said softly, "Mom, don't be angry, Miss Peony is not going, we have a Miss Peony in the building."
Seeing that the others had almost entered, Song Yizhi and Wei Ling walked in at the end.
By the time she came out of the room again, it was already time to open the secret realm.
The woman and dozens of maids filed in, and the door was closed.
After a moment, the shadow of the attic in the sky solidified, and the huge attic building appeared above the Peony Building.
The location where Song Yizhi and the two of them were standing was a bit remote, and she could see many people walking inside.
Song Yizhi looked around and suddenly realized that this place was very similar to the Peony Building on the ground.
Song Yizhi jumped off the beam and approached the house quietly.
Even though she and Wei Ling were standing behind the crowd, they still looked over at them from time to time.
Wei Ling nodded. She handed a token in the shape of a peony flower to Song Yizhi and whispered, "The secret realm will appear soon. Be careful after entering the secret realm."
Having said this, Song Yizhi felt guilty.
Back at the inn, Song Yizhi stumbled into the room.
Song Yizhi changed into a smoky purple long dress with wide sleeves that was not eye-catching. Although the dress was not eye-catching, her skin and temperament were dazzling and attractive.
"Look!" Wei Ling pressed his chin and motioned to Song Yizhi to take a look.
"I'm not going! I'm not going!" Some sharp voices fell, followed by the sound of "crackling" things being thrown.
Peony House.
What's going on?
Song Yizhi, who was confused about the situation, jumped up to the beam with light steps, and then watched the woman leading dozens of maids to the room at the end of the corridor.
The depth of feelings seems difficult to measure. He doesn't know what is considered deep and what is shallow.
Compared with the peony building on the ground, the attic floating in mid-air is even larger and more magnificent.
Wei Ling responded, then looked at Song Yizhi worriedly, "Be careful."
The shadows in the sky gradually solidified, and strange phenomena appeared in the blue sky.
"Although only monks under 100 years old can enter, the competition is still extremely fierce. The arena has not stopped for a moment in the past two days." Wei Ling whispered to Song Yizhi.
"The entrance has been revealed. It is on the roof of the Peony Building. The monks who have obtained the quota are asked to enter and go upstairs in turn!"
"..." Song Yizhi blinked and spoke in a lower voice, "I promise you, I will work hard to come back alive."
After Wei Ling walked in, Song Yizhi stepped through the water mirror door, and the next second his whole body was engulfed by a gray halo.
"My good daughter, he is the son of the Zhao family. You will not suffer any loss if you follow him." The woman persuaded him with serious words.
When they reached the top floor, they saw a door with a gray halo standing there.
There was a sudden noise at the door of the room, and Song Yizhi silently moved away.
Song Yizhi nodded.
"There's no rush." Song Yizhi said.
I just hope that the fifth elder will not be affected by him.
When she heard footsteps approaching, she jumped back to the rafters.
Song Yizhi looked up and saw Lan Qianqian in a gray dress walking inside.
After the spin was over, Song Yizhi was now in a corridor.
However, there were too many monks walking forward. Song Yizhi didn't like this crowded place, so she dragged Wei Ling back to a place with fewer people.
Elder Rong's voice mixed with spiritual power clearly reached every ear.
During this period, Bei Xianyue, who came back from the banquet, brought a large amount of compensation and got a place in the secret realm. By the way, she also knew the location of the entrance to the secret realm.
"Have you gone to see it?" Song Yizhi asked casually.
Song Yizhi responded and rubbed the peony pattern on the token with his fingertips, his expression calm.
Song Yizhi thought for a while and realized that this charming voice must be the Peony girl that the woman just mentioned.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and stared at Song Yizhi, his deep eyes full of seriousness, "I don't like this kind of joke, Song Yizhi, I hope you are safe and well."
She couldn't guarantee that she could come out of the secret realm alive. Maybe... she could only end up here in this life?
After a while, the still-charming woman came out, her beautiful face full of anger, "Bah, this bitch will be fined for not eating the toast! Sooner or later, I'll skin her!"
Countless monks gathered here, and the area around Peony Tower was blocked by water.
Seeing a few familiar figures walking in, Song Yizhi and Wei Ling said, "There are also Lan Minjun and Rong Yan."
"Quick, quick, hurry up and help our girl Peony dress up!" A woman who still retains her charm held a handkerchief and said as she walked towards Song Yizhi.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan's face turn cold, Song Yizhi laughed twice and said, "I'm just kidding, how could I die?"
"Mom! I told you I won't go, I won't go!" the woman's angry voice came out.
That point doesn't seem important, but it seems very important.
Song Yizhi tilted his head, looked at the noble and gentle man, and said with a smile, "Then... what if I die?"
The woman, the madam in this building, glanced at the maid, and the anger on her face suddenly disappeared. She flicked the handkerchief and smiled, "Yes, even though Shaoyao is a poor woman, she is born
A masterpiece!"
The madam adjusted her amiable smile and walked to another room.
Song Yizhi, who was standing on the beam, squinted his eyes. Apart from knowing that he was now in the flower house, he couldn't understand the situation at all.
The next second, Song Yizhi's eyes flashed, and then his body swayed and fell, his center of gravity unsteady.