It's too ruthless, I was treated as a negative teaching material by the sect Chapter Sixteen: What are the thousand-year-old foxes playing in Liao Zhai?
Chapter Sixteen: What are the thousand-year-old foxes playing in Liao Zhai?
Lan Qianxi has gained a lot in the secret realm with her almost invincible luck. She has a beautiful smile on her face and looks full of spring breeze.
But when she saw Song Yizhi, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
The overly hot gaze attracted Song Yizhi to look over, and looking at Lan Qianqian who showed a fake smile for a second, she looked away and looked elsewhere.
Huai Zhu took action to stop the few disciples who were still fighting. For a moment, the square became frighteningly silent.
"The trial in the secret realm is over." Rong Yueyuan's commanding voice sounded. He glanced at the disciples below and said, "There are no casualties."
The disciples were afraid of the oppressive feeling of being halfway through the tribulation, and they all lowered their heads, feeling somewhat uneasy in their hearts.
Huai Zhu lowered his head slightly and responded, then walked towards the disciples and took the styptic grass from them.
After the statistics were completed, Huai Zhu walked to Rong Yueyuan to ask for instructions, and then raised his voice and said, "The disciples who have completed the task are Lan Qianqian, Wei Ling, Feng Yi'an, Song Yizhi, Chu He..."
Lan Qianqian's eyes narrowed when she heard Song Yizhi's name. She almost wanted to ask subconsciously, how did Song Yizhi complete her task when Song Yizhi was obviously fishing?
Is it possible...
Lan Xixi's mind suddenly changed.
Song Yizhi once planted styptic grass. Could it be that she used the styptic grass she planted to complete the mission?
Oh, but even if it’s not, it will become yes!
"Everyone should read the rules of the academy three times and we will teach them tomorrow morning." Rong Yueyuan said, with such oppressive words that people did not dare to refute even a single word.
Song Yizhi's eyes darkened.
Thinking of those long and smelly school rules, she suddenly felt bad.
Rong Yueyuan left, and Huaizhu left after saying a few words.
Song Yizhi walked towards Jiaoyue Peak with his head downcast.
Go and copy books from Te Miao!
Lan Qianxi strode over and stopped Song Yizhi, then smiled and said, "Senior Sister Song."
Song Yizhi raised his eyes and didn't really want to talk to Lan Qianqian.
"Do you still have the styptic grass that Senior Sister Song planted?" Lan Qianqian went straight to the point. She smiled sheepishly, "When I met Senior Sister Song in the secret realm, Senior Sister Song had been fishing and it was hard to ask. Now that she has come out,
I would like to ask Senior Sister Song if she has any styptic grass?"
Lan Xixi's words express two very key points.
1. In the Song Dynasty, hemostatic grass was planted from branches.
Second, she has been fishing since entering the secret realm.
When these two points are connected, people will subconsciously feel that there is something wrong with Song Yizhi's completion of the task. How could she find the styptic grass when she was fishing all the time? She must have used the styptic grass she planted to make up for it.
You would think that there are many disciples on this level.
After all, this is what Lan Qianxi really wants to express!
Whether they had completed their tasks or not, the disciples all looked at Song Yizhi.
If the task is not completed, it is not completed. Why are you cheating?
vanity!
Song Yizhi felt the implicit disdain and contempt. Regarding this, her heart was calm and unruffled. She just wanted to go back and transfer those spiritual plants to the ground.
Lan Qianxi naturally felt the mood changes of her classmates, and she felt more or less proud.
Song Yizhi, so what if you are the daughter of the great elder? You are still disliked by everyone!
Song Yizhi didn't even bother to look at Lan Qianqian, and turned around to leave. In Lan Qianqian's eyes, it meant that she had a guilty conscience and wanted to leave.
How could Lan Qianqian let Song Yizhi go like this? She bit her lip and pretended to be timid and said, "Senior Sister Song, did I say something wrong?"
Song Yizhi, who was blocked again, looked Lan Qianqian up and down, his expression was light and showed no emotion or anger.
"You can just say that the fifth elder told me in advance that the mission required styptic grass, and I prepared the styptic grass overnight to make up for it." Song Yizhi said seriously, "You don't need to beat around the bush, really."
She really wanted to lie down, but Lan Qianqian didn't seem to want to let her go.
So annoying!
Lan Qianqian was not so rational when it came to Rong Yueyuan. She looked at Song Yizhi's calm look and felt that she was confident.
"Senior Sister Song, I just want to ask you to buy some styptic grass. Why do you say that?" Lan Qianqian looked hurt, and she said at a loss, "Did I offend Senior Sister Song in some way?"
As soon as these words came out, many disciples felt that Song Yizhi went too far when looking at the pitiful Lan Qianqian.
Even if you just lied, why are you still slandering Junior Sister Lan?
Many condemning eyes looked at Song Yizhi.
Feng Yian narrowed his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes flashed away.
"Okay, okay, you're a thousand-year-old fox, what are you doing here?" Wei Ling raised his hand and dug his ears impatiently.
Lan Qianxi turned her head to look at Wei Ling, a trace of evil flashed in her eyes.
Wei Ling walked up and glanced at Lan Qianqian with a slight disdain, which was far from respectful.
Lan Qianxi didn't look so good after being glanced at like this.
Looking at Lan Qianqian's innocent look, Wei Ling sneered: "What I said is right. You just have to say that Song Yizhi cheated in completing the task. When people point it out, you start pretending to be innocent, tsk tsk."
Wei Ling was the legitimate daughter of the family. She had suffered a loss at the hands of such a concubine. Even if she took revenge and went back later, she would still hate this kind of woman.
Therefore, Wei Ling would naturally hate Lan Qianqian's pretentious behavior.
Wei Ling's words were too sharp, and the disciples on Lan Qianxi's side gradually wavered.
Lan Qianxi suppressed the secret hatred in her heart, and the blood on her beautiful face became lighter. She looked tough and fragile, which made me feel pity for her.
Wei Ling looked at Lan Qianqian like this and sneered coldly.
Such a scene made those who were led by Lan Qianxi use their brains to figure out the whole story.
Anyone with a brain will know that they were probably used as a weapon by Lan Qianqian.
"If I had known it would bring you all this trouble, I wouldn't have given you the styptic grass." Feng Yian looked at Song Yizhi and said with a slight distress.
"I've given it all." Song Yizhi patted Feng Yian's arm, "Let's go, let's go to Jiaoyue Peak and treat you to braised fish."
"good."
Before Song Yizhi left, he nodded slightly to Wei Ling, thanking her for speaking up for him.
Wei Ling raised his chin and agreed.
Seeing Feng Yian following Song Yizhi again, the demon world disciple became numb.
The co-author is the young demon master who gave Song Yizhi the hemostatic grass?
That's okay.
The demon world disciple turned around and left, but at the same time his favorable impression of Lan Qianxi also dropped a bit.
Other disciples thought that Feng Yian and Song Yizhi didn't know each other, so there was no need to lie about these things. So, Song Yizhi's hemostatic grass was really given by Feng Yian?
If that's the case, there's nothing much to say.
But what kind of luck does Song Yizhi have?
People dispersed one after another. Although he didn't say anything to Lan Qianqian, sometimes the eyes are more hurtful than the words.
Lan Qianxi stood there for a while. After a long time, she seemed to have come back to her senses, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to the Peak of Everlasting Hatred with tenacity.