"Miss Song, I have brought you here." The gentle and gentle voice suppressed the restless voices of the demon generals and demon kings.
Shen Siguan raised his hand and threw it away. Lan Qianxi rolled on the ground a few times and landed at Song Yizhi's feet.
Looking at the embarrassed Lan Qianqian, Song Yizhi's eyes were slightly cold.
Lan Qianxi raised her head with difficulty and looked at Song Yizhi. Seeing her condescending attitude, the malice in her eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit.
"Lan Qianqian, are you happy using the power of Blood Moon?" Song Yizhi said slowly.
Lan Qianxi said, "I don't understand what you are saying."
Song Yizhi said nothing. She moved her hand, and the next second, the familiar confinement spread.
I still can't do anything to Lan Qianxi!
Upon receiving this knowledge, the anger in Song Yizhi's eyes flashed away.
After suppressing the idea of killing Lan Qianqian, Song Yizhi turned to the demon lord on his side and asked, "Can you kill her?"
The demon master moved his hand, and the demonic energy swept over Lan Qianqian. In an instant, Lan Qianxi's face was as pale as paper, and her breath was dying.
Seeing this, Song Yizhi became even more angry.
You can't kill Lan Qianqian by yourself?!
Song Yizhi suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Let her live first, it will be useful."
Lingyan and Lingshuo came down here to kill themselves and support Lan Qianxi. Lan Qianxi was the key figure in this chess game, and she couldn't die yet.
After the words fell, the Demon Lord took back his demonic energy.
Lan Qianxi, who was still alive after the disaster, lay on the ground breathing heavily, with the fear of death in her eyes not yet dissipated.
"I want to go back." Song Yizhi looked directly at the Demon Lord, "Now."
Rong Yueyuan killed three corpse demons in the tribulation stage in a row. You have to see what his situation is now.
The Demon Lord waved his hand.
Shen Siguan walked up and said gently and gently, "Miss Song, I will take you back."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Shen Siguan raised his hand and kneaded the secret, and the teleportation array appeared.
After a moment of spinning, Song Yizhi was almost unsteady on his feet. Yuan Xu immediately transformed into a human form and gave Song Yizhi a hand.
Song Yizhi calmed down, and then found that he was outside the boundaries of Changqiu Sect.
She turned around and nodded to Shen Siguan, then urged Yuan Xu to take her back.
Yuan Xu raised his hand and raised the teleportation array directly to Bright Moon Peak.
When Yuan Xu and Song Yizhi first arrived at Jiaoyue Peak, a solemn atmosphere and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted over them.
Song Luo and Ye Su, who were sitting in the small pavilion, looked up and saw the weak Song Yizhi.
"Zhizhi?!" Ye Su exclaimed.
The next second, Song Yizhi fell into a cold embrace, and she felt her mother's body trembling.
Yuan Xu stepped aside and saw the limp cat lying on the table.
He strode towards Yuyu.
Song Yizhi really couldn't muster any strength, so she obediently let Song Luo hold her, "Mother, I'm back."
Song Luo hugged Song Yizhi tightly to make sure it was not her hallucination. After holding her for a while, Song Luo let go of Song Yizhi and said, "Just come back."
Song Yizhi tried his best to put on a smile, and when he saw Ye Su coming over, he softly said hello, "Godmother."
"Just come back." Ye Su's gentle voice sounded.
After the fifth elder's accident, she came to treat the fifth elder and found out that Yizhi had been captured in the demon world.
Sect Master Shen and her husband were discussing how to rescue Yizhi, but unexpectedly Yizhi came back.
Song Yizhi looked at his mother and asked, "Mother, where is the fifth elder?"
"Inside the house." Song Luo said.
Song Yizhi turned around and walked towards the house.
Song Luo looked at her daughter whose steps were sloppy, stretched out her hand to support her, and led her into the house.
Rong Yueyuan sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated. Apart from his pale complexion, there was nothing unusual about him.
Looking at the man sitting on the futon meditating, Song Yizhi turned his head and looked at his mother.
"Your godmother said that the depletion of spiritual power in his body damaged his meridians and even his Dantian." Song Luo lowered her voice and spoke.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and put it on his heart to calm down.
Not a problem!
Song Luo mistakenly thought that her daughter was worried. She paused and said truthfully, "It's not difficult to deal with meridians damage, but with Dantian damage... your godmother is helpless."
"I know." Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at his mother, "Mother, please tell Bei Xianyue and the others."
Song Luo responded, then turned around and went out.
Song Yizhi sat at the table. She planned to take a breather and then go see Rong Yueyuan. However, her body had reached its limit. After sitting down for a while, she felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, so she had to lie down on the table and fall asleep.
When Rong Yueyuan finished adjusting his breath, he opened his eyes and saw Song Yizhi sleeping on the table.
The water-red dress made her complexion paler, and the tiredness between her brows was heavy.
Although I don't know how Song Yizhi escaped from the demon world, looking at her like this, she must have suffered a lot during this time.
Rong Yueyuan walked up with his eyes filled with distress, then bent down to pick him up and walked towards the bed.
After a spell, the hairpins and hairpins were neatly placed on the table, a head of black hair was scattered, the coat was also placed on the wooden stand, and the embroidered shoes were placed aside.
Rong Yueyuan placed Song Yizhi on the bed, and then pulled a quilt to cover her.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan come out, Song Luo was slightly surprised.
Yesu Wenwen said, "Should I go in and check on Zhizhi?"
Rong Yueyuan nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Valley Master."
Yesu nodded in return and walked into the house.
When Rong Yueyuan walked to the small pavilion and sat down, Yuan Xu said, "She hasn't suffered much, don't worry."
Rong Yueyuan frowned.
Yuan Xu didn't plan to say more about the demon world, "If you want to know more, you can ask her when the time comes."
Rong Yueyuan responded and then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect Yuyu well."
Yuan Xu shook his head, "There is nothing to apologize for. If it doesn't want to, no one can force it."
In other words, the cat cub would take the initiative to help Rong Yueyuan block the attack, which only shows that it really values this owner.
"Don't worry, the auspicious beast's recovery ability is beyond your imagination." Yuan Xu comforted Rong Yueyuan in turn.
Rong Yueyuan responded.
After a while, Ye Su came out and saw Rong Yueyuan and Song Luo looking at each other. She said, "Zhi Zhi is just too tired. Just take a good sleep and it will be fine."
Song Luo and Rong Yueyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, Shen Bu and several elders came, and soon after, Song Yiheng and others also came.
The usually quiet Bright Moon Peak suddenly became lively.
After confirming that Song Yizhi was back and everything was fine, the group of people left with peace of mind.
This group of people left, and Feng Cang came.
After confirming that his precious daughter was back, Feng Canglin's heart dropped.
"Don't scold me yet, let me explain it first." Feng Canglin said before Song Luo could.
Song Luo raised her eyebrows.
Feng Canglin glanced at Rong Yueyuan and the others, and then took Song Luo to the side to build a barrier.
"The Demon Realm robbed Zhizhi because the Blood Moon was broken, and the Demon Realm wanted Zhizhi to repair the Blood Moon." Feng Canglin said.
Song Luo pressed her eyebrows, and the pressure instantly filled her.
Song Yizhi is a little girl who only knows how to farm. How can she know how to repair the blood moon?
"Once the blood moon is shattered, the demons will invade the world of immortals and demons to seize their territory." Feng Canlin stretched out his hand to pull Song Luo over, "There is something I haven't told you, Zhi Zhi is the new god."
?!
Song Luo's cold and beautiful face showed shock, astonishment, and disbelief.