Yan Lingyu exhaled, feeling as if he was ready to die, "It doesn't matter whether you are angry or you don't understand, but I hope you have a bright future in this life."
Song Yizhi is such a good person.
He just hoped that Song Yizhi would be as happy and heartless as he is now, instead of living in killing and intrigues all day long.
Yan Lingyu's words shocked Song Yizhi, and an indescribable warmth swept over him.
For some reason, Song Yizhi felt her eyes were a little sore.
She looked up at the blue sky and pushed back the tears that had welled up in her eyes.
Such sincere and frank concern really left her at a loss.
Suppressing the surging emotions, Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu and spoke slowly, "I'm not angry. I can understand it. It's like I'm worried about you."
I also hope that Yan Lingyu will have a bright and bright future in this life, so I will be angry when Yan Lingyu uses mind-telling skills.
Yan Lingyu was worried that he would be forced to become a demon by Lan Qianxi again, so he took action against Lan Qianxi.
In his opinion, maybe it would be better if Lan Qianqian was expelled from the Changqiu Sect.
But if only things were that simple.
The smile on Yan Lingyu's face froze slightly, then faded.
He really loved and annoyed Song Yizhi!
"Yan Lingyu, I hope you have a bright and bright future, and I hope you can ascend." Song Yizhi looked at the man opposite him intently, with a gentle voice, "You can do it, right?"
Yan Lingyu said nothing, his thumb and index finger unconsciously rubbing.
Song Yizhi knew that Yan Lingyu was very confused now.
He is the same as himself, he is at a loss when faced with overly frank and sincere expressions of emotion.
After a while, Yan Lingyu seemed to have recovered his mood. He said every word very seriously, "I promise you, I will never touch these things again."
Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled.
"What about you?" Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi, "You still don't want to practice?"
Song Yizhi could not answer Yan Lingyu's question.
"Song Yizhi, how can I feel at ease with you like this?" The worry in Yan Lingyu's eyes was unconcealed, "You can't rely on others all your life, right? Without absolute strength, you can only become a fish."
"I know." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he exhaled and said, "Let me think about it again."
Yan Lingyu responded.
Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu, who was still worried, and spread his hands, "Look how good I am now."
"Stand up." Yan Lingyu said.
Song Yizhi didn't know why but stood up anyway.
Yan Lingyu reached out and took Song Yizhi into his arms.
"I should also learn from you and be more frank." Yan Lingyu said, "Thank you, Song Yizhi."
The thank you that has been delayed for a lifetime can be said.
Thank you Song Yizhi for reaching out and giving me a hand in my last life.
Thank you Song Yizhi for having the memory of his previous life, so that his soul will not have nowhere to go.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Yan Lingyu's back, "I want to thank you too."
Without Mu Yu, without that warmth, I might not be where I am now.
"bump--"
The sword light came through the air.
Yan Lingyu held Song Yizhi in one hand and waved the peach blossom fan in the other.
The spiritual energy collided with the spiritual energy and canceled each other out, causing the soundproof barrier to shatter.
Ran Yizhou looked at Yan Lingyu's hand on Song Yizhi's shoulder, his voice was as cold as ice, "Let go!"
Song Yizhi gasped when he saw his senior brother.
Isn’t Senior Brother gone?!
Song Yizhi quickly slapped Yan Lingyu's hand away and said urgently, "Brother, we have nothing to do!"
nothing?
Ran Yizhou felt that Song Yizhi regarded him as a fool.
The next second, the long sword in Ran Yizhou's hand moved.
Song Yizhi quickly stood in front of Yan Lingyu.
You know how ruthless your senior brother is, and if he really wants to confront Yan Lingyu, it might have to be a matter between the Changqiu Sect and the Yanling family!
Ran Yizhou looked at Song Yizhi who was standing in front of Yan Lingyu, his expression even colder.
Yan Lingyu raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi on the head, "I have discretion."
"Senior brother, he has no sense of propriety!" Song Yizhi turned around and glared at Yan Lingyu, "Hurry up and leave!"
What a shame, I hugged Yan Lingyu and thanked him, but my senior brother caught me!
Yan Lingyu shrugged his shoulders, "Okay."
It seemed that this little lunatic's senior brother had misunderstood his relationship with her.
Ran Yizhou's long sword moved.
Song Yizhi quickly ran up and hugged Ran Yizhou's arm, "Brother, calm down!"
calm?
"I'm calm." Ran Yizhou raised his hand to shake off Song Yizhi's arm, but Song Yizhi held him tightly.
Ran Yizhou's voice was as cold as ice, "Let go."
"I don't!" Song Yizhi said, "Senior brother, you must listen to me first, this is not what you think!"
Men and women may not be intimate, but they are all hugging each other. Is that okay?
Ran Yizhou felt that he was going to be pissed to death by this stinky girl Song Yizhi.
"What is that?" a gentle voice sounded.
Song Yizhi turned around and saw Rong Yueyuan standing at the entrance of the courtyard.
In an instant, Song Yizhi's eyesight went dark.
no!
Didn’t you go back?!
Why are you here again?!
There was Ran Yizhou and Rong Yueyuan. At this moment, Song Yizhi's heart collapsed.
Rong Yueyuan saw Song Yizhi holding Ran Yizhou's arm with both hands, and his eyes darkened slightly.
Seeing the worry in Rong Yueyuan's eyes, Song Yizhi felt a sense of being caught, so she reflexively let go of Ran Yizhou's arm and quickly raised her hand to say hello, "Fifth Elder!"
"Disciple, please see the Fifth Elder." Ran Yizhou raised his hand and saluted.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and then walked in. Seeing the anger that did not go away from Ran Yizhou's face, he asked, "What's going on?"
After a while, Song Yizhi pissed off Ran Yizhou?
From a certain perspective, it is okay for Rong Yueyuan to think so.
Ran Yizhou's cold voice sounded, "She..."
Song Yizhi quickly covered Ran Yizhou's mouth with his hands.
Senior brother is easy to coax, but Rong Yueyuan is not easy to coax!
Song Yizhi covered Ran Yizhou's mouth and manually silenced the sound, then turned to Rong Yueyuan and said, "It's nothing, nothing!"
Seeing the two senior brothers and sisters who were too close, Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's wrist and pulled her away. His gentle voice was a bit oppressive, "Let Ran Yizhou speak."
He was very curious as to what could make Ran Yizhou so angry.
"She and Yan Lingyu are hugging each other." The cold voice fell, and Ran Yizhou's angry eyes also fell on Song Yizhi.
Yan Lingyu?
Rong Yueyuan lowered his head to look at the little girl who looked hopeless, and frowned slightly.
Ran Yizhou's eyes moved slightly when he saw Song Yizhi's wrist being held by Rong Yueyuan.
Song Yizhi pulled out his wrist and said with a dull face, "Do you believe me when I say I just want to say thank you?"
Rong Yueyuan believed it. After all, he had seen Song Yizhi and Yan Lingyu get along.
The two of them were like good friends for many years, and there was no way they would have anything to do with each other.
Rong Yueyuan believed it, but Ran Yizhou didn't.
After all, Ran Yizhou didn't see the way Song Yizhi and Yan Lingyu got along. Suddenly, when he saw Song Yizhi being hugged by the young master of one of the four major immortal cultivating families, it was hard for him not to think wrong.