After Shen Bu and his son left, Song Luo Shi stood up suddenly. She walked up and pinched Song Yizhi's cheek, "This is a good job."
She was very satisfied with the final result.
Song Yizhi smiled, raised her hand and patted her chest, "Of course, you don't want to see whose daughter I am!"
"Poor talk." There was no accusation in Song Luo's words, just helplessness. She took out a storage bag and gave it to Song Yizhi, "If you need anything, ask me for it."
Song Yizhi nodded, but before she could say anything, Song Luo had already torn apart the space and left.
After Song Yizhi watched his mother leave, she turned to look at Ye Chao.
"Let's go first." Song Yizhi raised his hand and gave a slight salute to Ye Chao.
She and Rong Yueyuan still had some things to say, and since it was late at night, it was time for Ye Chao to rest.
Ye Chao raised his hand to return the salute, and then saluted Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand, and then left the backyard with Song Yi.
Leaving the backyard of the elixir shop, the two of them walked aimlessly.
Song Yizhi put his hands behind his back. After walking for a while, he turned around and asked Rong Yueyuan at his side, "Find a place to live first or talk about things first?"
"Where do you live?" Rong Yueyuan asked.
Song Yizhi said, "The Chen family."
Rong Yueyuan pondered for a moment, "You don't want to go back?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Although the Chen family is nice, it is too restrictive and uncomfortable.
Rong Yueyuan responded, and then took Song Yizhi to an inn.
Seeing that the two men were well dressed, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "How many rooms do you two guests want?"
"Six Tianzi rooms, let's take three nights first." Song Yizhi said.
Rong Yueyuan glanced down at Song Yizhi but said nothing.
When the shopkeeper saw the two of them asking for six Tianzi rooms, he suddenly realized that there might be friends who hadn't arrived yet.
"Okay!" The shopkeeper went through the formalities neatly, and after Song Yizhi paid, he handed her the six keys.
After taking the key, Song Yizhi nodded to the shopkeeper, and then walked up the stairs with Rong Yueyuan.
Arriving on the third floor, Song Yizhi took a look at the house, then took out a key and handed it to Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan took the key and said, "Follow me?"
Song Yizhi nodded and followed Rong Yueyuan to his room.
When the door is closed, the soundproof barrier rises.
Song Yizhi looked around the room as she walked. When she was at the table, she looked at Rong Yueyuan.
"Sit." After saying that, Rong Yueyuan sat down.
Song Yizhi responded and bent down to sit down.
Rong Yueyuan didn't know how to talk about the secrets about Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi knew what Rong Yueyuan was going to say, but she didn't know how to say it.
So, one didn't know how to ask, the other didn't know what to say, and the room fell into silence.
Song Yizhi's hands were placed on the table, her eyelids were lowered, and her fingers were stroking the tabletop silently.
After a long time, Song Yizhi raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes met Rong Yueyuan's gentle and deep eyes.
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who had trouble on his face, sighed inaudibly, and then broke the silence in the room by saying, "Don't want to talk?"
Song Yizhi shook his head, "I don't know what to say."
Reborn again and again, who would believe such absurd things?
You might even consider yourself insane.
"Then don't say it." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.
This sentence undoubtedly made Song Yizhi feel a little lighter. After all, she had been worried that Rong Yueyuan would get to the bottom of it, but fortunately Rong Yueyuan didn't.
Compared with those secrets, Rong Yueyuan was more worried about Song Yizhi's fleeting cold malice.
Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was a little harsh, "Song Yizhi, I won't ask you about things you don't want to say, but there are some things you can't touch. That's the bottom line."
"What?" Song Yizhi asked, pretending to be confused.
"Evil magic, demons." When it comes to principles and bottom lines, Rong Yueyuan will not be vague. His voice is very serious, "You must not touch evil arts, let alone demons."
Song Yizhi wanted to retort, how could she possibly engage in sorcery, how could she become a demon, but some memories that suddenly came up made her speechless.
She practiced evil arts and even became a demon.
Song Yizhi's reaction made Rong Yueyuan's heart sink slightly.
Something is wrong, very wrong.
With her temper, she should have refuted that she was talking nonsense at this time, but she didn't.
Song Yizhi, she...
You must check it yourself to make sure she has not stepped on the principle!
Song Yizhi raised her hand to her forehead and covered her eyes with her hands, suppressing those not-so-pleasant memories.
After adjusting his condition, Song Yizhi put down his hand and looked at Rong Yueyuan, who had an overly serious face, "Are you afraid that I will become a demon?"
"Afraid." Rong Yueyuan said without hesitation. He stretched out his hand and took Song Yizhi's wrist, "Relax."
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of spiritual power surged in along Song Yizhi's meridians, and then traveled around for a week.
Song Yizhi tried hard to suppress his rejection of external spiritual power, but this feeling was not pleasant.
When Rong Yueyuan's spiritual power reached the Dantian area, Song Yizhi suddenly remembered something!
It seems she didn’t tell Rong Yueyuan that she had arrived at Jindan!
Sure enough, when Ling Li looked at the golden elixir, Song Yizhi clearly felt Rong Yueyuan's fingers on his wrist stiffen.
The next second, Rong Yueyuan withdrew his spiritual power and looked at Song Yizhi.
Seeing the little girl who was so guilty that she was looking down at the table, Rong Yueyuan tapped her finger on the table gently.
Song Yizhi raised his head and looked over.
Rong Yueyuan asked, "When did you form the elixir?"
"In Lianhua Town, I was abducted by the demon clan that day and brought to the demon world. After a little trouble, I was inflicted with a thunder calamity and formed a pill." Song Yizhi did not dare to tell the story of what she had done, so she tried to brush it off.
Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "Do you think I should ask the Demon Lord?"
Did you mess around and cause a thunderstorm?
I'm afraid this isn't just a bit of a toss-up, right?
This little girl has definitely done something incredible again.
"..." Song Yizhi's face froze slightly, and she laughed twice, "That...I..."
Rong Yueyuan first prepared himself mentally, "You have indeed done something extraordinary."
Song Yizhi: "..."
Under Rong Yueyuan's gentle gaze, Song Yizhi lowered his head and explained everything about the pill formation.
The thunder formation... doubles the thunder catastrophe, there are monsters around, there is no preparation to survive the thunder catastrophe...
Even though Rong Yueyuan was mentally prepared, he still failed. The veins in his forehead jumped, and he always felt that sooner or later he would be pissed to death by Song Yizhi.
How can anyone survive the thunder calamity like this!
This is not to overcome thunder tribulation, this is to die!
Seeing Song Yizhi's timid and pitiful appearance, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, trying to adjust his mood that was fluctuating.
I originally wanted to scold her, but looking at her pitiful look, I couldn't possibly scold her.
Let alone hit him, how could he possibly do it?
There is really nothing we can do against her!
"I was wrong, wrong. I won't dare to do it anymore." Song Yizhi admitted his mistake obediently and pitifully, "Fifth Elder, please don't be angry."
"I'm very angry." Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and poked Song Yizhi's head, and said in a serious tone, "Song Yizhi, you really don't care about your life."
She was very, very indifferent to her own life.
Song Yizhi opened her mouth. She wanted to refute, but in the end she realized that what Rong Yueyuan said was the truth.
I really don't care about life. After all, living is torture, and there is no relief after death. As time goes by, life no longer matters to me.