Song Luo glanced at Rong Yueyuan, nodded slightly and turned around to leave.
With Zhizhi here, there shouldn't be any trouble. Song Ningfeng's quiz is almost over and she is very busy.
Elder Chen's face was as pale as paper, and fear was written on his face.
Song Yizhi lowered his head slightly and asked Rong Yueyuan, "Mother, did you contact the head of the Hehuan Sect?"
Looking at the fearful look, if the fifth elder and the elder from Wanmo Sect were not still there, I would have been so scared that he would have knelt on the ground.
Thinking about it, the person who could make Elder Chen afraid of being like this should be the head of the Hehuan Sect.
Rong Yueyuan responded, "Nine times out of ten."
Song Yizhi clicked his tongue.
My mother is really wild.
Elder Chen put down the communication talisman, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then bowed deeply to Rong Yueyuan, and apologized, "I am vulgar and ignorant, so please forgive me. It is their honor for the fifth elder to teach them.
Fifth Elder, please forgive me for my vulgar language, this is a small apology, and please Fifth Elder, please don’t dislike it.”
After saying that, Elder Chen held up the storage bag with both hands and his attitude was as respectful as possible.
Rong Yueyuan remained unmoved.
Elder Chen's anxious heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Song Yizhi walked up and took the storage bag, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, there are a lot of Fifth Elders, otherwise... the elders can think twice about what they say in the future."
Elder Chen smiled kindly and said, "You are right, you are right."
At this time, she finally understood why Song Yizhi spoke. This was another step for herself, but it was a pity that she did not realize it at that time.
In the face of absolute strength, Elder Chen could not bear to resent Song Yizhi. Instead, she had to thank Song Yizhi. If Song Yizhi had not spoken, the price she would have to pay would be unimaginable.
Rong Yueyuan said nothing and acquiesced to Song Yizhi's move. This made Elder Chen sigh in relief, and then couldn't help but take a look at Song Yizhi.
After a brief negotiation, Elder Chen and the elder from Wanmo Sect did not dare to stay any longer, and they all got up and left.
Elder Chen collected Chen Yao's body and prepared some thank-you gifts for Song Yizhi before leaving.
After they left, Song Yizhi handed over the two storage bags in his hands.
"You keep it." Rong Yueyuan stood up and took Song Yizhi back to Bright Moon Peak.
This way.
Elder Chen walked halfway and was blocked by Lan Qianqian.
"Disciple Lan Qianqian, please see Elder Chen." Lan Qianqian raised her hand in a polite manner and said hello.
Elder Chen glanced at Lan Qianqian, who was wearing a disciple's uniform and looked pale. He thought for a moment and said, "I remember you. You and Yao'er are good friends?"
Lan Qianxi nodded, with a sad face and choked with sobs, "Disciple heard Chen Yao mention you. She said you are a loving mother."
Elder Chen nodded, thinking about Lan Qianqian's previous actions, she had a very good impression of Lan Qianqian.
Looking at Lan Qianqian, who was about the same age as his daughter, Elder Chen couldn't help but feel sad. Because her daughter was a good friend, she was still very generous, "Looking at your face, you must be hurt. This is Wenling Pill."
Lan Qianxi repeatedly waved her hand to decline, then she took out a jade pendant from her storage bag and handed it over, suppressing the cry in her voice and said, "This is the jade pendant that Yao'er gave me when she was alive. It's a pity that she is still as young as a flower.
..., I thought about it for a while, and finally decided to give you the jade pendant, so that if you miss Yao'er, you can see the object and miss the person."
Elder Chen took the jade pendant and looked at the familiar jade pendant, his eyes suddenly turned red.
This is the jade pendant she spent a lot of time making for Yao'er.
"It's hard for you to be worried." Elder Chen raised his hand and patted Lan Qianqian's shoulder gently, and said lovingly, "If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me."
Lan Qianqian smiled and did not refuse or accept. She just said distressedly, "Elder Chen, please take care. Disciple will leave first."
Seeing Lan Qianqian turning around and leaving without asking for anything, Elder Chen couldn't help but sigh, and then remembered her.
I thought Lan Qianqian wanted to take the opportunity to get some benefits from herself, but she didn't expect that she just came to give the jade pendant to comfort herself.
It was she who thought too badly of Lan Qianxi.
Such a kind little girl, I will definitely help you more if I have the opportunity in the future.
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Bright Moon Peak.
As soon as Song Yizhi fell to the ground, Rong Yueyuan raised his sword and came over to kill him.
Song Yizhi took out the bent bow with his backhand to resist, but he was still shaken and his arms were numb.
Looking at the little girl wielding the bow, Rong Yueyuan's hand holding the sword paused for a moment, and then sparred with her.
Song Yizhi used the curved bow, which was obviously a long-range weapon, for close combat.
Block, sweep, slash vertically, hit the head with a bow...
An hour later.
Song Yizhi sat on the ground holding his bow and panting, "Rong Yueyuan, next time you want to spar, can you please say something first?!"
"Yes." Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to pull Song Yizhi up and said patiently, "The ground is very wet, so don't sit on the ground."
Song Yizhi stood up and glared at the man, angrily walked into the pavilion and sat on a bamboo bench with his arms folded.
Looking at the angry little girl, Rong Yueyuan walked up slowly, then pulled up the bamboo stool and sat down.
"You don't like using swords?" Rong Yueyuan poured a glass of warm water and placed it in front of Song Yizhi.
Being able to use the bow for close combat, with proficient movements and in one go, Song Yizhi has definitely studied how to use a bow.
Song Yizhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of warm water, "That's right."
Rather than using a sword, she prefers to use a bow or a spear.
I don't like using swords.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and asked directly, "What weapon do you use more skillfully?"
Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan and said uncertainly, "Gun?"
gun?
Rong Yueyuan thought that he had obtained a very good white tassel gun during his previous travels.
That gun is a bit heavy, but Song Yizhi should be able to carry it, right?
Rong Yueyuan took out the gun and placed it in the open space. He turned his head and said to Song Yizhi, "Go and try it."
The white tassel gun standing in the open space is taller than Song Yizhi. The cold light on the gun head shows its sharpness. There are some old and simple patterns on the gun body. The whole gun reflects the cold and hard luster of metal under the sun.
Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, she drank the tea in the cup and hurriedly got up and walked over.
Holding the cold gun body with her bare hands, Song Yizhi's eyes were filled with surprise. She easily picked up the Baiying Gun with one hand.
The spear cut through the air with one sweep.
Song Yizhi's hands were really itchy, so she took the Baiying gun and practiced a set of marksmanship.
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, whose marksmanship was almost impeccable, and took a sip of tea with his eyes lowered.
He specializes in martial arts, but in terms of marksmanship, he is not as good as Song Yizhi.
After practicing a set of marksmanship, Song Yizhi fondly rubbed the white tassel gun in his hand and looked at Rong Yueyuan with bright eyes full of expectation.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and looked away from the eyes that were as bright as stars, and said warmly, "It's for you."
"Thank you, Fifth Elder!" A cheerful voice sounded.
Seeing Song Yizhi who was so happy that he was about to jump up and down, the smile on Rong Yueyuan's face deepened, and then he shook his head helplessly.
If you're not happy, call her by her first name. If you're happy, call her the fifth elder, this little girl.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was holding the precious Baiying gun, Rong Yueyuan was about to speak when a mouthful of black blood surged up into his throat and he spat it out.
Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
Rong Yueyuan has been taking the antidote for a month, and it has only been a few days since he was completely detoxified.
Before Rong Yueyuan could react, he vomited out another mouthful of black blood, and then he vomited several mouthfuls of black blood in succession.
In the dantian, the black threads wrapped around the villain's body are getting lighter and lighter.