Chapter 200 Song Yixiu’s Advice

Style: Fantasy Author: Holding a lamp under the moonWords: 2346Update Time: 24/01/12 11:01:30
Ye Zhenzhen knew that Chu Lin would help her deal with Lu Lingyou as she wished, so she left to practice her sword.

Chu Lin then left Leng Lianyu and four others behind to make plans overnight.

By the time Leng Lianyu returned to his room, it was already past midnight.

He stood under the big tree at the door and looked at the person coming out from behind the tree.

Leng Lianyu's face was cold and he said nothing.

"Let's talk."

"What do you want to talk to me about, Third Senior Brother?"

Song Yixiu looked at him straightly, as if she wanted to break through his aloof mask and see through his heart, "I thought you should know what I want to talk to you about."

Leng Lianyu pursed her thin lips tightly, "Then Third Senior Brother and I have nothing to talk about. There is a game tomorrow, so I'm going to rest first."

"You're actually injured to the point where you need to rest. Can't you still see clearly?"

"Third senior brother, don't try to alienate my relationship with master and junior sister." Leng Lianyu said coldly.

"If it weren't for the fact that you have completely lost your cultivation and are unable to restrain a chicken, I would have been rude to you long ago."

Song Yixiu suddenly chuckled.

"Fourth Junior Brother, in the past, you would have ranked your junior sister first, but today, you actually put your master first.

Do you think I still need to distance myself? "

Leng Lianyu's face turned even colder.

Song Yixiu suddenly said something else, "Lu Lingyou has refined the heavenly soul-restoring purple elixir. Fourth Junior Brother doesn't want to know if I can recover?"

Leng Lianyu snorted coldly and looked Song Yixiu up and down, "Can you do that?"

Song Yixiu was not angry, but said calmly, "The master's uncle said that the other party never refused outright."

If you don't refuse, you can talk.

It's just a matter of price, coupled with the discord between them and Qingmiao Sect, they may be more difficult than other sects.

Leng Lianyu sneered again when he heard the answer.

"So you think you have a bright future and a chance to make a comeback, so you dare to come and talk to me?"

"It seems that you are not too surprised by this result." Song Yixiu said pointedly.

They did have bad relations with Qingmiao Sect before, but fortunately, they did not cause any irreparable losses.

Even if Qingmiao Sect is just trying to show off, some of the elixirs should eventually leak out from their hands and be given to the other six major sects.

Otherwise, the Qingmiao Sect's newly gained momentum might be ruthlessly wiped out by the subordinates of the six major sects.

After all, it’s easy to pinch, isn’t it? Only one Lu Lingyou needs to be dealt with.

Song Yixiu had a sarcastic look on his face, "Is that why you are so stubborn?"

"You think that even if you follow in my footsteps, you may not be able to do it again?"

"It was an accident. I didn't expect to end up like this. It was too late when I woke up.

But there is clearly a lesson learned from my experience. "

"You still have to gamble with your cultivation future."

"Shut up. From the moment you betrayed my junior sister, you are no longer my third senior brother. Put away your preaching manner, which is disgusting."

Song Yixiu was silent for a moment, and his face became even more mocking, "Even with the Purple Pill of Restoration, it will take a long time to practice again, and many things cannot be done again."

"Don't think that the Qing Miao Sect is really a soft persimmon and will let the Wuji Sect take whatever it wants."

Especially when you do this kind of thing knowing that someone has the Purple Pill of Restoration in their hands.

Isn't this the same as wanting to kill someone but also being sure that if you can't kill the queen, they will definitely save you?

What a despicable idea.

How spineless is the Qingmiao Sect to allow others to provoke and trample on them again and again.

Moreover, since the Qingmiao Sect is willing to spend some of its money to appease the six major sects, they are the right party to the matter.

Naturally, other sects have no reason to help Wuji Sect.

"Or do you understand this, but you still don't want to change your original intention? Do you have to hit the wall and never look back? I know you have a stubborn temper, and you won't change the people and things you believe in easily, but I didn't expect that you were not only stubborn, but also stupid. "

"Shut up." The mask on Leng Lianyu's face was cracked, and his eyes were as dark as an abyss.

"You are a traitor, how can you say this? It's disgusting. If you don't leave, I will send you away myself."

After saying harsh words, Leng Lianyu turned around and walked into his room, with a clang on the door.

Cut off his sight.

Song Yixiu looked at the closed door with dark eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but he turned around and left.

When he returned to his room, he suddenly saw Zhou Qingmei in front of his door, and Song Yixiu had a warm look in his eyes.

"Sister Zhou."

Zhou Qingmei hummed without saltiness and handed over a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper in her hand.

"I heard that the drunken chicken at Yanyulou is good, so I brought one back for you."

"I really don't know what your habit is, but you insist on eating food from the mortal world."

Song Yixiu now has no cultivation and can only be taken back to the sect's palace by a large army.

During this time, the relationship between the two could barely be considered harmonious, so Zhou Qingmei had no choice but to leave the team and go buy some food for him.

Fortunately, with the big competition ahead, Bafang City has never been more lively. Restaurants and other establishments are busy trying to make money, and the shopkeepers are reluctant to close their doors in the middle of the night.

Song Yixiu took the roast chicken, tore off the oil paper, and asked Zhou Qingmei with his eyes if he wanted to come in and sit. Then he opened the door, walked in, and started eating slowly.

Zhou Qingmei followed him through the door. After sitting down, she looked at Song Yixiu with an indescribable expression.

Even if you lose all your cultivation and can't take Bigu Pill, you don't have to eat food from the mortal world. There is so much monster meat, it's not that you can't afford it.

Not only had he stolen 1,500 spirit stones from his own hands, but he could eat monster beast meat for two hundred years.

Song Yixiu swallowed two big mouthfuls of roast chicken and took a sip of tea before answering.

"Since you are an ordinary person, you must naturally live like an ordinary person."

"Master will not ignore you."

Zhou Qingmei didn't dare to mention it before, for fear of hurting his self-esteem and giving people unnecessary hope, but today she dared to say it.

"With your talent, even if Master asks Master Wei, he will still get you the Purple Pill of Restoration."

"As long as you repair your dantian and spiritual roots, you will be able to restore your previous cultivation level in a short time."

After practicing for the second time, I gained a lot of experience.

It will save you a lot of detours.

Song Yixiu immediately understood what Zhou Qingmei was thinking, and he shook his head.

"Senior Sister Zhou misunderstood, I just want to remember how I feel now."

"Remember it so you won't be stupid next time."

When he said this, Zhou Qingmei thought about it and nodded.

Then he asked, "Then where have you been so late? I saw that you didn't look very good just now."

Song Yixiu's expression remained unchanged, "Nothing."

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

If he doesn't listen, just let him be stupid.

Seeing Song Yixiu finishing the food in his hands, Zhou Qingmei stood up to say goodbye and take a rest.

Leng Lianyu, on the other hand, sat on the steps, neither practicing nor sleeping, and just spent the whole night with his eyes open.

Until the morning light emerged, his troubled face finally showed a touch of determination.

-

The dawn is dawning, and the glimmer of light reaches the clouds.

The trial ground, which had been silent for a day, became lively again.

The seven major sects gathered together again.

All the relatives came forward to draw lots in turn.

Lu Lingyou was completely unaware of the plans of Wuji Sect master Chu Lin and his disciples.

When he found out that his opponent was Leng Lianyu, he raised his eyebrows.