Seeing Lan Ruoming's expression change from blank to filled with sadness and anger, Song Yizhi was silent for a moment.
"...I want her to die...I want her to die!" Lan Ruoming's voice was full of anger, so angry that her body trembled with anger.
Chu Chen raised his hand and pressed it down silently.
Song Yizhi stood up and walked up, reaching out and hugging Lan Ruoming.
After a while, Song Yizhi noticed that the cloth on his shoulders was a little wet.
Listening to Lan Ruoming's suppressed sobs, Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted her back.
Under Song Yizhi's comfort, Lan Ruoming's somewhat out-of-control emotions gradually returned to normal.
"Thank you." Lan Ruoming's hoarse and crying voice sounded.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched Lan Ruoming's head, "Why are you being polite to me?"
Lan Ruoming came out of Song Yizhi's arms, her red eyes looked a little pitiful.
"You touched my head." Lan Ruoming said as if accusingly.
Seeing this, Song Yizhi felt a little funny, "Isn't this trying to comfort you?"
Lan Ruoming didn't say a word, she just pulled up her sleeves and pulled away the tears on her face.
"Don't be sad." Song Yizhi comforted her, "She has already changed back."
Lan Ruoming felt very complicated. She was silent for a long time, "I always thought her biological mother was the mastermind, but I didn't expect it was her. She was just..."
Lan Ruoming's heart bleeds when she thinks of her sister.
"Don't think too much, go back and have a good sleep." Song Yizhi said warmly, "There is still a tough battle to fight next."
Blood Prison Array...
When he thought of this, Song Yi's branches grew bigger.
Lan Ruoming nodded, "I know, you must be careful!"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Knowing that Song Yizhi and Yan Lingyu still had something to say, Lan Ruoming left with Chu Chen.
After Lan Ruoming left, Yan Lingyu came not long after.
Looking at the fruits held in Yan Lingyu's arms, Song Yizhi's eyes widened instantly.
"Where did you pick it from?!" Song Yizhi pointed at Yan Lingyu, his hands shaking slightly.
Yan Lingyu didn't think there was anything wrong, so he said, "There are many fruit trees in the back mountain. I saw these fruits were ripe so I picked them. Would you like to eat some?"
"..." Song Yizhi raised his hand to cover his heart, "Do you know what this is?!"
Yan Lingyu nodded. He took a fruit, wiped it on his clothes and took a bite. Then he said vaguely, "Five-grade empty cicada fruit."
"..." Song Yizhi almost lost his breath. Looking at the man who took another bite of the fruit, he quickly said to dissuade him, "Don't eat it, this is not a fifth-grade empty cicada fruit!"
Yan Lingyu here also discovered a problem. After all, the fifth-grade empty cicada fruit did not have that much spiritual power.
He put the round fruit in his hand on the table and said, "What kind of fruit is this? It has great spiritual power."
"This is the eighth-grade purple snow fruit." Song Yizhi reached out and picked up a fruit on the table, looked at the purple lines on the skin, and then looked at Yan Lingyu with a complicated look.
The kong cicada fruit and the purple snow fruit are indeed very similar. It is normal for Yan Lingyu, a person who does not understand pharmacology, to admit his mistake.
I hope these purple snow fruits are left unowned.
Yan Lingyu said "Oh" and then ate most of the fruit in his hand in a few mouthfuls.
Song Yizhi's eyelids jumped at the sight.
Yan Lingyu sat on the ground, digesting the spiritual power in his body.
Rong Yueyuan walked out of the house, saw Song Yizhi's complicated and helpless expression, and asked warmly, "What's wrong?"
"He picked a bunch of purple snow fruits from somewhere and ate one." After speaking, Song Yizhi picked up a purple snow fruit and handed it to Rong Yueyuan, "Do you want some?"
After all, you have picked everything, and you have to eat what you have to eat.
Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to take it, "The Purple Snow Fruit is considered rare. Which elder planted it and picked it?"
"I don't know." Song Yizhi sighed, "But he didn't leave Qingshan, so he shouldn't have been planted by some elder, right?"
If this was the Purple Snow Fruit planted by a certain elder, then they would really be in trouble.
"That should be Lord Ye Gu or his wife," Rong Yueyuan said.
Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm going to find Master Yegu and tell you about the Purple Snow Fruit." Rong Yueyuan said warmly.
Song Yizhi nodded.
Not long after Rong Yueyuan left, Yan Lingyu digested the spiritual power of Zixue Guo.
He didn't bother to stand up and sat on the ground looking at Song Yizhi.
"I need your help with something." Song Yizhi took out a storage ring and threw it over.
Yan Lingyu caught the storage ring, took a look inside and took a breath of air.
Song Yizhi said quietly, "I need you to investigate..."
After listening to Song Yizhi's request, Yan Lingyu frowned and said in confusion, "You have nothing to do with those immortal cultivating families, so why are you collecting evidence of their crimes?"
"The fifth elder is dealing with these immortal cultivating families." Song Yizhi said.
Yan Lingyu still didn't understand, "I know about this, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"
That should be a task given to the fifth elder by the sect. Why is Song Yizhi so concerned about it?
Could it be that she understands her feelings?
Song Yizhi said patiently, "His methods are iron-blooded and he doesn't know how to be devious. I'm afraid that many immortal cultivating families are in danger. I'm worried that they will join forces to target the fifth elders in the future."
The Fifth Elder's handling of those traitors has always been on his mind.
She must prepare for this matter in advance.
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi and asked, "Do you understand your feelings?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Yan Lingyu was silent for a long time. He raised the storage ring in his hand and said, "Song Yizhi, to be honest, instead of worrying about the Fifth Elder, you should worry about yourself."
With so many spiritual stones, she could buy some magic weapons to ensure her safety.
Why should she do those thankless things?
Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu quietly.
Yan Lingyu stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, and said, "Don't you think about it, he is also a powerful man who can overcome tribulations. What can those rabble do to him?"
"A swarm of ants can kill an elephant." Song Yizhi bent down and sat down with a calm voice, "You can help me handle this matter. If you don't have enough spiritual stones, come and get it from me."
Yan Lingyu looked helpless, "Can I refuse?"
Song Yizhi smiled and said, "This is a harmless thing, why do you refuse?"
It is of great benefit to him to master the dirty affairs of countless aristocratic families.
"Indeed." Yan Lingyu really couldn't find a reason to refuse.
Even without these benefits, he would not refuse Song Yizhi's request.
However, looking at Song Yizhi's appearance, Yan Lingyu said more, "You should think more about yourself."
It's not a good sign that her heart and eyes are all about the Fifth Elder.
"I am measured." Song Yizhi said.
Yan Lingyu didn't say much, "Is there anything else besides?"
"Yes." Song Yizhi said.
Yan Lingyu spread his hands and said, "Just tell me."
…
After talking about the matter, Yan Lingyu took a purple snow fruit from the table and left.
Song Yizhi looked at the purple snow fruits on the table and fell silent for a moment.
When Huai Zhu and others came up, they saw Song Yizhi sitting in front of the table with his head on his hands, looking a little big-headed.
"What's wrong?" Huaizhu said warmly.
Song Yizhi pointed to the purple snow fruit on the table, "I probably got into trouble again."
The eyes of Huai Zhu and the other three fell on the table.
"This is...Purple Snow Fruit?" Ran Yizhou was well-informed and could recognize the fruit on the table at a glance. He said coolly, "You have such vicious eyes."
The eighth-grade purple snow fruit probably belongs to someone.
She really did not make a sound, but became a blockbuster.