After Song Yizhi cut off the communication talisman, his figure disappeared from the place.
Song Yizhi, who was still in the Changqiu Sect a second ago, arrived at Yan Lingyu's study in less than three breaths.
Seeing Song Yizhi appearing out of thin air, Yan Lingyu's hand that had not yet put away the communication talisman shook, and he almost thought he had seen a ghost.
Song Yizhi walked to the table, stretched out his hand, "Something."
Yan Lingyu took out a storage bag and handed it to Song Yizhi, and then couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
In the blink of an eye, people went from the Changqiu Sect to the Yanling family, without even disturbing the Yanling family's protective formation. Song Yizhi's progress was ridiculous.
"My cultivation cannot be measured by normal standards." After saying that, Song Yizhi's figure disappeared from the spot.
Looking at Song Yizhi who disappeared in an instant, Yan Lingyu calmed down for a moment, then put away the communication talisman and poured himself a glass of water to calm his shock.
I was frightened by Song Yizhi's ability to appear and disappear.
In addition, Yan Lingyu couldn't help but feel that it was a good thing that Song Yizhi was good at what he did.
This way.
Song Yizhi returned to Jiaoyue Peak, and then took the flying magic weapon from Jiaoyue Peak to the mountain gate.
The mountain gate.
"Rong Yueyuan massacred aristocratic families. This move is undoubtedly related to the demon cultivator. Please also ask the Changqiu Sect to hand over the fifth elder!"
"Rong Yueyuan massacred aristocratic families. This move is undoubtedly related to the demon cultivator. Please also ask the Changqiu Sect to hand over the fifth elder!"
"Rong Yueyuan massacred aristocratic families. This move is undoubtedly related to the demon cultivator. Please also ask the Changqiu Sect to hand over the fifth elder!"
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The sound of the waves was huge, and countless aristocratic families gathered at the gate of the mountain. The voices and movements of those people were in unison, which looked a bit intimidating.
With such a massive battle, people who didn't know it thought Rong Yueyuan was some heinous sinner.
In addition to the aristocratic family, there were also disciples of the sect who were watching, as well as casual cultivators who came with the aristocratic family.
Rong Yueyuan, who had been denounced, stood on the steps of the mountain gate and looked at the group of people, the deep hatred on their faces, and the hatred and hatred on their faces.
The second elder on the side looked at Rong Yueyuan, who had no expression on his face, and was ready to pull someone in at any time.
Shen Bu and Song Luo stood aside with their hands folded, ready to see what Rong Yueyuan was going to do.
Rong Yueyuan just watched those people denounce him quietly, his calm look showing indifference and contempt.
He was like a god, sitting on the altar, quietly watching a group of clowns trying to tear him off the altar and grind him into the dirt.
When Song Yizhi came over, many sect disciples had already gathered at the gate of the mountain.
Some were watching the excitement, while others were worried about the Fifth Elder.
Because of the crowd, Song Yizhi was too lazy to squeeze through. She fell behind and sat quietly on the flying magic weapon to see how Rong Yueyuan would deal with it.
Rong Yueyuan seemed to have telepathy, and he suddenly looked back.
In an instant, Rong Yueyuan saw his wife in the crowd.
He suddenly thought that he was dazzled by missing Song Yizhi too much, but when he took a closer look, the familiar person was sitting on the flying magic weapon, looking at him with a smile.
Rong Yueyuan, who had stood like a sculpture for a long time, suddenly turned around, and then stared at something as if he was in trance.
This move made those families who criticized it a little suspicious.
Rong Yueyuan moved his hand.
Song Yizhi felt the familiar spiritual power wrapping around her, and she obeyed and allowed the spiritual power to pull her forward.
The next second, Song Yizhi fell into a warm and familiar embrace.
Rong Yueyuan hugged Song Yizhi very tightly this time, as if he wanted to rub Song Yizhi into his bones and blood.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan reaching out and rubbing Song Yizhi into his arms, everyone in the room was in an uproar.
Song Yizhi?!
No, no, the fifth elder...
Not only the disciples of the sect, but also the aristocratic families and the casual cultivators who were watching were all deceived.
Shen Bu silently raised his hand to his forehead.
No, in this situation, is hugging and hugging appropriate?
Rong Yueyuan... He can't be saved. He can't be saved.
The second elder had a wooden face.
After such a long time, I still can't accept the fact that they are already Taoist couples.
Rong Yueyuan has a way of not being a good person.
Song Luo didn't think anything was wrong. Compared to Shen Bu and the second elder, she seemed much calmer.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Rong Yueyuan on the back, then said softly, "Let's deal with business first."
Rong Yueyuan asked Song Yizhi in a low voice, "Why didn't you come to me after you came out of the secret realm?"
If she hadn't looked back, this bad girl would have been hiding in the crowd for a long time.
Hearing the accusation and grievance in Rong Yueyuan's tone, Song Yizhi said, "Yuyuan, I miss you too."
But that doesn't stop me from wanting to see how he handles it.
Song Yizhi added silently in his heart.
Rong Yueyuan sighed softly, and then said, "Are you afraid?"
I was impulsive, and now the relationship between them is really going to be known to the whole world.
"Afraid of how to write it?" Song Yizhi asked in a funny tone.
It was only a matter of time before this became public.
Doesn’t it mean that he is not worthy of Rong Yueyuan?
Those sarcastic words are nothing but jealousy, and doesn’t this also prove from the side that you are incomparable to them?
Rong Yueyuan responded, then let go of Song Yizhi and stood side by side with her.
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Yueyuan behind him, looked at the group of aristocratic families, and said gently and politely, "Since you have said enough, it is my turn to say it next, right?"
"Who are you? What qualifications do you have?" A disciple from an aristocratic family asked.
Song Yizhi smiled gently, "I am Song Yizhi, just because I am Rong Yueyuan's Taoist companion, am I qualified?"
"Taoist companion, we have never received news that the fifth elder has a Taoist companion." A disciple from an aristocratic family said, and then said in a strange way, "Is it possible that he hooked up with the fifth elder because of his good looks?"
Shen Bu and Song Luo's expressions turned cold instantly, and even the usually good-tempered second elder also had a cold face.
Song Yizhi quickly suppressed Rong Yueyuan's hand, preventing him from making a move.
This kind of person is not worth dirtying the fifth elder's hands.
"I know you are envious of the fifth elder. After all, people like you don't have women to hook up with. I understand, I understand. After all, any pretty woman will choose to hook up with a man like the fifth elder who is excellent in all aspects." Song Yizhi said with a hidden needle.
Seeing the man's livid face, the sect disciples laughed in unison.
After quarreling, Song Yizhi, who felt refreshed, took out his white tassel gun and said in a friendly manner, "Tell me what your reasons are for criticizing my men."
The head of an aristocratic family said, "Rong Yueyuan massacred the aristocratic family, no doubt he was a demon cultivator!"
"Evidence." Song Yizhi asked, "Where is the evidence?"
"The aristocratic families who died in his hands are evidence, and the entire monks in the world of immortality are witnesses!" the head of the first family said with righteous indignation.
Song Yizhi asked, "Can you prove that those aristocratic families are not guilty?"
The head of the aristocratic family got stuck.
"It can prove that those aristocratic families are guilty." Song Yizhi said slowly, "In addition, I can also prove that you aristocratic families are also guilty."
"Slander! Slander!"
"You just say that we are guilty with empty words! I think you are confusing right and wrong here just to protect Rong Yueyuan!"
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Obviously, those aristocratic families were afraid that Song Yizhi, who was clear-cut and calm, would present evidence, and they panicked.