Chapter 209 The Jiang Family Holds a Banquet Three Days Later
"Who gave the Jiang family the confidence?" Wei Ling was speechless, "Even the four major aristocratic families would not dare to treat Song Yizhi like this, right?"
Lan Ruoming nodded and agreed with Wei Ling's words.
"Evil magic." Song Yizhi spat out two words.
The sorcery gave the Jiang family confidence and made everyone in the Jiang family feel that the sect was just mediocre.
Wei Ling was startled.
What Song Yizhi said is reasonable.
Lan Ruoming thought for a while, then her eyes fell on Song Yizhi, "You are not guessing that the Jiang family practices evil arts at all. Are you sure that the Jiang family practices evil arts?"
If Song Yizhi was just guessing, it was unlikely that she would reveal the matter to herself.
Combining the attitude of the Jiang family and Song Yizhi's current attitude, it can be easily concluded that Song Yizhi is convinced that the Jiang family is practicing evil arts, but she has no evidence for the time being.
"Yes." Song Yizhi showed a smile, "It is a certainty that the Jiang family practices evil arts. I only lack evidence."
The taste is real, and coupled with the Jiang family's attitude, it is actually easy to deduce that the Jiang family's behavior is due to witchcraft.
Lan Ruoming looked at the smiling Song Yizhi, looked at it for a moment and then looked away.
Song Yizhi put his hands behind his back and walked lightly, "Miss Lan is worried that I won't be able to get the evidence?"
Lan Ruoming shook her head, "To tell you the truth, I was imagining what would happen to the Jiang family."
She was not worried at all that Song Yizhi would not be able to obtain evidence from the Jiang family. On the contrary, she was very curious about what Song Yizhi would do.
It should be exciting, right?
"The fate of the Jiang family may not be too good." Song Yizhi shrugged, "After all, evil cultivators can be punished by everyone."
Lan Ruoming responded, her eyes showing a bit of joy, "I really want to see the end of the Jiang family soon."
As long as the Jiang family is gone, my brother will be very happy. If my brother is happy, I will be happy.
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Lan Ruoming was generous and invited the group to play for an entire afternoon.
In the evening, the group returned home happily.
Song Yizhi stepped into the inn and saw the young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Yan, who was particularly eye-catching in the lobby.
really.
Wei Ling and others subconsciously looked at Song Yizhi. Seeing her unsurprised look, they felt like cats scratching their heads, and were extremely curious.
"Miss Song." Jiang Yan stood up and suddenly raised her hand to bow deeply to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi used his backhand to pull Chu He up and block him in front of him.
Chu He was helpless.
"I apologize to Miss Song on behalf of my father." Jiang Yan's attitude was extremely sincere. Then she straightened up and held up a storage bag with both hands. "This is a small apology gift. Please accept it with a smile."
Chu He looked back at Song Yizhi, then silently stepped aside.
This time Jiang Yan did not clear the place. There were many monks in the lobby. Seeing the sincerity of the young master of the Jiang family in Lianhua Town, many people started whispering.
Lan Ruoming and Song Yizhi nodded slightly and followed the maid behind them upstairs.
Looking at the storage bag in Jiang Yan's hand, Song Yizhi said, "Young Master Jiang's words are serious. I can't afford it. Please go back."
Jiang Yan took two steps forward, then took out a storage bag and offered it with both hands, "The woman who offended Miss Song has been severely punished. When the elders of the clan learned about what their father had done, they also deprived him of his position as head of the family. If Miss Song
If you still have dissatisfaction, just say it, I will definitely do it."
Wei Ling and Bei Xianyue looked at each other.
Song Yizhi folded his hands on his chest and looked calmly.
Is this probably what Jiang Yan wants?
The head of the Jiang family was deprived of his position as head of the family, so it was natural that the next head of the family would fall on her.
Jiang Yan met Song Yizhi's eyes and said, "Tomorrow morning, the Jiang family will announce the news of the replacement of the head of the family."
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand and picked up the two storage bags in Jiang Yan's hand with two fingers.
"Congratulations to the young master of the Jiang family who is about to become the head of the family." Song Yizhi hooked her fingers on the buttons of the storage bag, and she shook the storage bag with a nonchalant look on her face.
Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged, but there was still a bit of joy in her eyes.
"Thankfully, the head of the Jiang family is sensible." Song Yizhi raised the storage bag and said, "I accepted the apology. Is there anything else going on, head of the Jiang family?"
Jiang Yan shook her head, and then presented a red gilded post with both hands, "The Jiang family will hold a banquet in three days. At that time, Miss Song and several others will also be invited to show their respect."
Song Yizhi reached out and took the post, "Naturally."
After sending Jiang Yan and his party away, Song Yizhi raised his hand and rubbed his face that was a little stiff from laughter.
Bei Xianyue reached out and took the post from Song Yizhi's hand, "Do you really want to go?"
"Why don't you go?" Song Yizhi asked back. She raised her hand and patted Bei Xianyue's shoulder, then handed over the two storage bags, "You eight, please divide these things."
"Huh?" Lu Li didn't understand. "I can understand that the five of them have a share. Why can the three of us also have a share?"
"Everyone who sees it has a share." Song Yizhi stuffed the storage bag into Bei Xianyue, turned around and walked upstairs.
Lu Li reached for a storage bag, glanced at the contents of the storage bag, and quickly caught up with Song Yizhi, "Junior Sister Song, are you serious?"
The Jiang family's compensation this time is not small. Does she really want nothing at all?
"I dislike it." Song Yizhi's undisguised expression of disgust.
Lu Li choked.
Bei Xianyue and others followed.
Wei Ling picked up the storage bag in Bei Xianyue's hand, waved it in front of Song Yizhi, and said, "Miss, after all, there are spiritual stones in this, you really don't want to take a look?"
Song Yizhi glanced at Wei Ling.
Wei Ling retracted his hand knowingly and placed the storage bag in Bei Xianyue's hand.
Lu Li also returned the storage bag to Bei Xianyue.
Bei Xianyue weighed the storage bag in her hand, and was about to speak when Song Yizhi's voice sounded, "Hurry up and divide it. Let's go to the black market tomorrow."
Eight people:……
They are not here to experience, they are here to enjoy themselves!
Lu Li looked at Song Yizhi as if he were looking at a moving vein of spiritual stone, "To be honest, why don't we follow you next!"
Song Yizhi: "..."
Although, Song Yizhi said quietly, "It's not impossible. Aren't our mission locations highly overlapping?"
Anyway, the rules don't say that teams can't cooperate with each other.
Lu Li raised his hand and patted his chest, "I can't do anything else, but I can fight. I'm invincible when I transform into a god."
Song Yizhi looked at Lu Li in surprise.
Lu Li Nascent Soul has reached the Great Consummation?
What a genius!
"Shouldn't I say this?" Bei Xianyue glanced at Lu Li.
Lu Li shrugged, "Okay, okay, you tell me."
Anyway, he and Bei Xianyue have always been chasing each other in terms of cultivation, and their discussions are always 50-50.
Song Yizhi moved his eyes to look at Bei Xianyue, his tone was a little startled and uncertain, "Have you also reached Nascent Soul Dzogchen?"
"Yes." Bei Xianyue nodded, with a bit of pride on her face, "I am a genius!"
The improvement in actual combat is huge!
Peony City has been fighting corpses transformed into zombies for so long. If she didn't improve, she would be shameless!
At her age, she is not only a genius, she is an unparalleled genius!
"Let's put it this way, except for you, we have all improved, and Baili Qi is about to form a pill." Wei Ling patted Song Yizhi on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't feel inferior, maybe you can do it after the experience."
Form the elixir."
Song Yizhi: "..."
She has such an inferior self-esteem, she feels inferior to a ball of yarn!
Song Yizhi slapped Wei Ling's hand away and said to Bai Liqi, "Elixir formation is a big deal, you have to start preparing. Tomorrow we will go to the black market to see if there is anything you need."