Song Yizhi looked at the thunder light piercing the night sky and suddenly laughed. She laughed louder and louder, and her expression gradually became crazy.
Song Yizhi's laughter was full of ridicule, resentment and unwillingness.
Rong Yueyuan tightened his arm around her slightly, but he quickly loosened it for fear of hurting her wound.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the crazy Song Yizhi quietly, his eyes full of compassion and love.
Smiling and laughing, tears welled up in her eyes and fell down to her temples. Song Yizhi wanted to raise her finger to the sky and curse, but she couldn't raise her hand.
The hoarse cry was like the cry of a trapped animal, "Why! Why me! Why! Why on earth!"
Lan Qianxi is disabled and disabled, and I will become disabled and disabled after her!
joke!
What a big joke!
Rong Yueyuan just raised his hand to gently wipe away her tears. He did not stop her and allowed Song Yizhi to laugh and cry, venting the emotions that were suppressed in his heart.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was crying so hard that she couldn't stop crying, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and patted her back gently.
Rong Yueyuan's gentle comfort made Song Yizhi feel even more aggrieved, and his tears fell like broken beads.
She is like a child who has found a safe haven and cries desperately in an environment where she feels safe.
Not far away, Feng Canlin and Song Luo looked at their daughter who was breaking down and crying. They felt extremely uncomfortable. Amidst Song Yizhi's cries, both of them couldn't help but have red eyes.
When Song Yizhi was tired from crying, Rong Yueyuan gently patted his back to coax him to sleep.
Song Luo reached out and grabbed Feng Canglin who was about to walk over. When she saw that he was trying to stop her from doing anything, she lowered her voice and said, "We just came to check on Zhizhi's condition."
Feng Canglin nodded, then raised his finger to the two people on the other side of the swing and said, "I haven't looked at it yet."
Song Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly dragged Feng Canglin away.
At this age, he really has no eyesight at all.
After leaving the palace, Song Luo let go of Feng Canglin. Her cold voice could not hide her concern for her daughter, "Zhizhi is proud and strong. This setback... I am worried that she will not be able to get out. Now she is willing to cry."
Good thing."
No matter what, Rong Yueyuan was of great help, and I must thank him afterwards.
Speaking of Song Yizhi, Feng Canglin's expression became serious.
"I didn't find any records about this in the library." Feng Canglin said truthfully.
Song Luo frowned.
Feng Canglin raised his hand and patted Song Luo's shoulder to comfort him, "The phoenix undergoes nirvana and is reborn from the ashes. Judging from the content recorded in those ancient books, once our Phoenix lineage is seriously injured like this, it will automatically nirvana and be reborn from the ashes.
After that, everything will be fine, and my cultivation will even improve to a higher level."
Under Song Luo's gaze, Feng Canglin said solemnly, "Zhizhi has no possibility of dying from the fire, probably because of her bloodline mutation. After all, she is the first ice phoenix."
"Probably? Maybe?" Song Luo looked Feng Canglin up and down, and said in a bad tone, "You are a demon lord and you are not sure?"
"..." Feng Canglin really wanted to lay down his head and tell Song Luo how rare and ridiculous his daughter's bloodline was.
"Do you understand the principle that ice and fire are incompatible? There is no ice phoenix for dozens of generations in the Phoenix family tree. The special nature of Zhizhi's bloodline, not to mention me, may not even be known to the ancestor in the inheritance field.
"Feng Canglin said.
Song Luo said, "I will go back to the Changqiu Sect and look through the books to find a solution. Now you go to the inheritance site to find your Feng Clan ancestor. If you can't find a solution, I will tear down your Feng Clan inheritance site."
Feng Canglin: "..."
Such a bad temper.
"In the interest of fairness, if you can't find a way, should I dismantle the Changqiu Sect?" Feng Canglin said unceremoniously.
"Welcome." Song Luo dropped two words extremely arrogantly and tore apart the space and left.
Feng Canlin shook his head and turned around to go to the inheritance place.
Small backyard garden.
At first, Rong Yueyuan wanted to send Song Yizhi back to his dormitory, but he gave up after a second thought.
Judging from Song Yizhi's injuries, she would definitely be in so much pain that it would be difficult to sleep.
She was probably just very tired when she fell asleep right now. He didn't want to wake her up by moving somewhere rashly, so he just let her sleep well for a while.
Looking at the little girl sleeping in his arms, Rong Yueyuan sighed inaudibly, and then slowly swayed on the swing.
After Song Yizhi fell asleep, his soul was suddenly trapped in a blank independent space.
Immediately, densely packed words and runes appeared in the space.
——Shorthand, if you can’t remember it, don’t even think about leaving.
A line of bold characters floated past Song Yizhi's eyes.
Song Yizhi's eyes darkened.
I don't know how long it took, but Song Yizhi kept those obscure words and runes firmly in his mind.
Before I could recover from the failure of the Thunder Tribulation, I was forced to carry all these messy things!
She just had those words and runes engraved in her bones.
When he thought of this, Song Yizhi felt very resentful.
The next second, white light flashed.
Song Yizhi was kicked out of the space before he could react.
She opened her eyes suddenly and looked dazed.
"I just had a dream, I dreamed of myself..." The words that were automatically silenced made Song Yizhi tremble all over.
Not a dream?!
Was she really forced to memorize those obscure things in a strange space?
Song Yizhi's mind exploded instantly and she was confused.
Rong Yueyuan felt Song Yizhi's body tense up instantly. He raised his hand and gently patted the little girl's back to comfort her.
Seeing Song Yizhi come back from his thoughts, Rong Yueyuan asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Song Yizhi wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't. This time there was no familiar sense of confinement, but instead a restriction. She could not mention the things in her independent space to anyone.
"I'm having a nightmare." Song Yizhi moved his mouth and blurted out the words.
Now she was even more sure that she was banned.
Rong Yueyuan tried his best to avoid Song Yizhi's wounds and gently patted her back to comfort her, "I'm here, don't be afraid."
Song Yizhi responded, and then she looked blankly, recalling those obscure words and runes.
Song Yizhi, who was lost in her thoughts, did not realize that when the bright moonlight fell on her body, countless tiny rays of light invisible to the naked eye rushed into her body.
After the tiny rays of light entered the broken body, they went straight towards the wounds with deep visible bones.
When Song Yizhi came back from his thoughts, he found that the dense pain in his body suddenly eased a lot.
What's going on?
Song Yizhi looked inside, and then found that there was a lot more... unheard of light in his body?
The unfamiliar power moves through the body in an orderly manner. Most of the power is used to repair those terrible wounds, while a small part of the power is warming the meridians.
Those unfamiliar powers left a warmth and coolness after they traveled through the body. The warmth and coolness were like the touch of cold moonlight after solidification.
The warm but not cold power flows through the ragged meridians, reducing the sharp pain in the meridians and making it very comfortable.
Song Yizhi really couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. Her mind was now filled with the words and runes she had just memorized.
Unable to find the source, Song Yizhi's thoughts gradually drifted away.
She was wondering if the strange power that suddenly appeared in her body was related to those words and runes?