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Chapter 365 Sometimes I Feel I'm Sick

Chapter 365 Sometimes I feel like I’m sick

Author: Xiao Benyue

Chapter 365 Sometimes I feel like I’m sick

After walking out of the Discipline Hall, Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at the sky, the look in his eyes was too calm.

Baili Qi is not a human being.

He is just a doll that resembles a living person, but does it really matter whether he is a human being or not?

He has not hurt anyone, on the contrary, he has helped many people. Should he die just because he is a doll?

But he is a puppet, and the Yanshi who created him can control him at any time, and he can hurt people at any time because of Yanshi's control. This is the reason why he cannot leave the Discipline Hall alive.

From a friend's point of view, she felt that Baili Qi did not deserve such a result. It was too unfair to him.

But from the perspective of the Changqiu Sect and the Commandment Hall, killing Baili Qi is a matter of once and for all.

Reason and sensibility are torn apart, and Song Yizhi's mind is in a mess.

Ran Yizhou couldn't say anything on this matter, so he said, "Zhizhi, let's go back first."

Song Yizhi turned to look at Ran Yizhou behind him, "Senior brother, I'm going to Bright Moon Peak."

Over there in the back mountain, my brother and the others will come looking for me, but no one will come from Jiaoyue Peak. I just want to be quiet now.

Knowing that Song Yizhi was sent to Bright Moon Peak by his master, Ran Yizhou didn't ask any more questions, nodded and left.

Bright Moon Peak.

Song Yizhi walked slowly all the way to the top of the mountain. She looked at the lush fields and walked straight to the fields to start harvesting vegetables, weeding, plowing and watering.

When Rong Yueyuan came back, he saw Song Yizhi squatting in the ground.

He didn't stop until he reached the ridge of the field, "The sect leader summoned several of our elders to talk about Baili Qi. Except that he is a doll and will be manipulated and hurt by the Yanshi who made him, there is no problem in other aspects.

"

Song Yizhi said nothing.

Rong Yueyuan sat on the ground and continued, "He will not die."

Song Yizhi turned around and looked over, and then saw the handsome man sitting on the field ridge with his legs bent.

Seeing Song Yizhi looking sideways at him, Rong Yueyuan said softly, "Are you finally willing to pay attention to me?"

"My heart is in confusion." Song Yizhi averted his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull up weeds, "Even if I won't die, I'm afraid I won't be free."

Rong Yueyuan stood up, walked down the field to the field, squatted down next to Song Yizhi, and then reached out to pull out the weeds next to the spiritual vegetables.

Song Yizhi turned her head and looked at the man squatting in the ground. She could not conceal her surprise and confusion in her eyes.

Rong Yueyuan knew what the consequences of his next words would be, but... he didn't want to see Song Yizhi frowning.

"If someone is willing to guarantee him, he can be freed." Rong Yueyuan said slowly.

"What price?" Song Yizhi asked.

Rong Yueyuan looked at the little girl who was not in good spirits quietly and said, "A hundred lashes will be given to you. If something happens in the future, the guarantor will be punished with the same punishment."

"..." Song Yizhi's breath suffocated slightly, and she tore off the weeds with her fingers.

The sound of breaking grass blades brought Song Yizhi back to her senses for a moment, and she looked back at the land.

Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "Do you want to hear a few words from me?"

Song Yizhi nodded.

Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to pull Song Yizhi up, and then led her out of the field to the small pavilion.

After throwing away the dust-removing formula, Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to pull open the bamboo stool and motioned Song Yizhi to sit on it.

When Song Yizhi sat down, Rong Yueyuan pulled out a stool and sat down. He looked at the little girl who looked sideways at him and said, "I don't recommend you to act as guarantee."

Song Yizhi raised his eyes and looked.

"You can't bear the one hundred whips as guarantee, and because Baili Qi's past is completely blank and cannot be found, the unknown means great hidden dangers. No matter from which aspect, I don't agree with you going.

As guarantee." Rong Yueyuan said slowly.

Song Yizhi asked unclearly, "Since you know that I will definitely go after knowing about it, why did you tell me?"

"It's not that I have someone else, you will know it sooner or later." Rong Yueyuan said, "I don't want to see you frowning."

Song Yizhi put her hands on her knees, caressing her skirt unconsciously, and said after a long silence, "Then...are you going to stop me?"

Rong Yueyuan said, "Reason tells me that I should stop you, because you can't bear the one hundred punishment whips."

Song Yizhi's heart sank slightly.

If Rong Yueyuan really takes action to stop him, then he is really...

"Zhizhi, you and Baili Qi are just casual acquaintances, why do you care so much?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

Song Yizhi thought for a while, and finally said helplessly, "You can't be deprived of his life just because he is a doll, right?"

"I know that watching this situation is the best option, but I can't do it." Song Yizhi leaned on the back of the bamboo stool and smiled bitterly, "Since there is still a glimmer of hope, why don't I work hard? He shouldn't die.

, we shouldn’t lose our freedom just like that.”

Rong Yueyuan touched Song Yizhi's head with a gentle movement, "I want to tell you clearly now, if you really go to guarantee, there is a 90% chance that the hundred ring whip will kill you. Even so, you

Do you want to go too?"

Song Yizhi exhaled a breath.

After a long silence, Song Yizhi nodded slowly but firmly.

"Then go." Rong Yueyuan said softly.

Song Yizhi turned to look at the gentle man beside him, his eyes widened.

Rong Yueyuan...he didn't stop himself?!

"You and I have different temperaments. Although I can't understand it, I have no right to stop your decision." Rong Yueyuan said helplessly.

Song Yizhi looked at the helpless man intently, feeling a storm in his heart because of his gentleness and respect.

Rong Yueyuan sighed slightly, "Zhizhi, to be honest, I really don't understand you. Sometimes you are very cold-blooded, but sometimes you are a bad person."

Why can two such contradictory personalities appear in the same person?

"..." Song Yizhi exhaled a breath and murmured in a low voice, "Really? In fact, I can't understand it myself. Sometimes I feel that I am sick..."

Rong Yueyuan heard it.

He didn't say anything, he just took his hands back and put them on his legs. He imitated Song Yizhi and leaned back leisurely on the chair.

The top of the mountain suddenly became quiet, the breeze blew and the leaves rustled.

Rong Yueyuan asked, "Don't you ask the five people from Beixianyue?"

"You haven't come up with the outcome of the discussion yet. If you tell them now, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen and you'll be overjoyed." Song Yizhi said calmly.

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then said in a warm voice, "I suggest you go back and lie down and have a good sleep now."

"I can't sleep." Song Yizhi looked up at the beams above his head, "A lot of things happened at once, and my mind is buzzing now."

The demon lord comes to kill him, the Beast Control Sect colludes with the demon cultivator, the beast tide, Baili Qi is a puppet.

But within three or four days, all these things were stuffed in my mind, making my head dizzy.

Her body was exhausted after fighting monsters for a day and night, her mind was filled with various things, and she had been practicing on the Yunzhou without rest, so she was now in a state of exhaustion.

Looking at the little girl who turned around and was lying on the table, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and patted her back gently.

Song Yizhi slowly turned to look at Rong Yueyuan, "Are you coaxing me to sleep?"

"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan's gentle and magnetic voice sounded.

Song Yizhi blinked slowly, and then looked steadily at Rong Yueyuan.

Silent tenderness and tolerance gradually swept over Song Yizhi, and she couldn't help but relax.

After a while, Song Yizhi felt his eyelids become heavy.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was breathing calmly and sleeping soundly, Rong Yueyuan stood up, then bent down to pick him up and take him back to the room.

(End of chapter)


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