"Song Yizhi, come with me to the main hall this afternoon." Rong Yueyuan said warmly.
If he had gone alone, the chair might have been overturned by his sword before he even sat down in the hall.
Song Yizhi shook her head decisively and refused, "I don't want it, I want to catch up on my sleep!"
She hasn't slept well for several days, and the spiritual plants in the storage bracelet haven't been transplanted yet.
In that kind of situation... Tsk, a dog would be disgusted, let alone her!
Whoever wants to go can go, but she won’t go anyway!
Rong Yueyuan was neither annoyed nor anxious after being rejected. It seemed that Song Yizhi's rejection was expected by him.
He stood up and walked towards Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi looked up, and just when he was about to firmly refuse, he saw Rong Yueyuan holding an earthy eight-leaf clover in front of his eyes.
Seeing that two leaves of the eight-leaf clover were missing, Song Yizhi's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand to reach for it.
Looking at Song Yizhi, whose eyes followed the eight-leaf clover and reached out to reach for the eight-leaf clover, Rong Yueyuan had a smile in his eyes.
Song Yizhi, a little girl, doesn't have any thoughts. She is very understanding. As long as she is given land and spiritual plants, she will be able to speak easily.
Looking at the cute little girl, Rong Yueyuan had some funny thoughts. He always deliberately moved the eight-leaf clover away when Song Yizhi was about to catch it, so that the little girl could catch it.
Song Yizhi, who had been teased, glared at Rong Yueyuan angrily.
Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yizhi quietly.
"Oh, you are so annoying, Rong Yueyuan, I'll go, I'll go! Isn't it okay if I go?" Song Yizhi said angrily, "Rong Yueyuan, please give me the eight-leaf clover!"
Rong Yueyuan handed the eight-leaf clover to Song Yizhi.
Looking at Rong Yueyuan who showed no anger at being called by his first name, Feng Yi'an lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
In the whole world, perhaps only Zhizhi dares to deal with such a powerful person who can overcome the calamity in half a step... Isn't it big or small?
Song Yizhi held the eight-leaf clover as if she had found a treasure. She snorted softly and seemed to have caught Rong Yueyuan's little tail. "This is a spiritual plant from the secret realm. Fifth Elder, you are showing favoritism!"
Rong Yueyuan spoke slowly, "The secret realm belongs to Bright Moon Peak. I am the peak master of Bright Moon Peak. Taking my own things is not considered favoritism."
In this case, is there any chance for Rong Yueyuan to take out the spiritual plants that have not been harvested from the secret realm?
Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, and she looked at Rong Yueyuan with bright eyes.
No matter if he is selfish or not, as long as he can get the spiritual plant!
Rong Yueyuan pretended not to see it at all.
Song Yizhi snorted.
Feng Yian looked at the eight-leaf clover that went around and fell into Song Yizhi's hand, lowered her eyes and smiled without saying a word.
"Fifth Elder." Song Yizhi reached out and tugged on Rong Yueyuan's sleeves, regardless of whether the dirt on his hands was stained on the hem of his plain clothes.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the bright-eyed little girl, knowing that she was asking for something, "What's wrong?"
"Can I dig a pool?" Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at the man in front of him expectantly.
Rong Yueyuan nodded.
"Thank you, Fifth Elder!" Song Yizhi stood up with a happy and bright smile on his face.
Rong Yueyuan was affected by such a smile, and the smile on his face became a little deeper.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was about to dig a pond, Feng Yian said gently, "You plant those spiritual plants first, and I will dig a pond for you."
Song Yizhi thought for a while and pointed out the place to dig the pool to Feng Yian.
Feng Yian rolled up her sleeves and went to dig a pool with a hoe.
Rong Yueyuan fell into silence as he looked at Feng Yian who turned around to dig a pool.
Why did even the young demon master start digging the ground?
After planting the spiritual plants, Song Yizhi went to cook.
After dinner, Feng Yian dug a pond and said goodbye.
After Feng Yian left, Song Yizhi placed half of the fish in the pool. Looking at the white jade fish swimming around in the pool, he looked happier.
Rong Yueyuan opened his mouth to remind Song Yizhi to change her clothes and make up, and then saw her good mood come to an abrupt end.
Main hall.
Song Yizhi stood behind Rong Yueyuan.
She changed into a sky-blue silver-threaded white camellia long skirt with wide sleeves and wide sleeves. She had a hairpin and a hairpin in her temples. The hanging jade tassels made her face whiter and more moist.
Compared with her previous simple look, she now looked indescribably noble and bright, like a dusty pearl that had been wiped clean of dust.
It is no wonder that Song Yizhi took away the title of the most beautiful woman in the Changqiu Sect from the great elder.
When the elders of Wanmo Sect and Hehuan Sect came in with a few disciples, they saw that Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi were the only ones in the hall.
"Fifth Elder."
The two elders greeted Rong Yueyuan.
Although Rong Yueyuan was young, he had a high level of cultivation and a not low status. They did not dare to look down upon a man who had a promising future.
Rong Yueyuan stood up, bowed slightly, and responded with a warm voice, "Elder Mo, Elder Qingya."
After a brief greeting, Rong Yueyuan asked the elders of the two sects to sit down.
"I heard that the Changqiu Sect accepted a group of disciples from the demon world." Elder Mo was the first to speak straight to the point.
Rong Yueyuan nodded slightly, but had no intention of speaking, or maybe he didn't want to deal with these two elders.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan like this, Elder Mo seemed to have been hit hard.
Seeing the scene getting colder, Song Yizhi suddenly understood why his mother had to let him come.
"Elder Mo." Song Yizhi raised his hand with a decent smile, neither humble nor arrogant, "The fifth elder is not good at words, so he asked the two elders Haihan. If Elder Mo and Elder Qingya have anything to say, the disciple will step over and answer for the fifth elder."
If a disciple is asked to speak, Elder Mo and Elder Qingya will definitely feel that the Changqiu Sect is looking down on them.
"You are?" Elder Qingya's beautiful face was slightly cold, expressing her dissatisfaction.
Song Yizhi bowed slightly to Elder Qingya and said, "I am Song Yizhi."
Song Yizhi?
The daughter of the great elder of the Changqiu Sect? That famous Kuchiki?
Elder Qing Ya took a look at Song Yizhi, who had an overly outstanding face. Seeing that she was polite and well-behaved, the displeasure on her face faded a little.
As for the daughter of the great elder, it is not impossible for her to speak on behalf of the fifth elder.
After all, it is well known that the fifth elders are taciturn and talkative, and they do not want to talk to death in less than three sentences.
"The Changqiu Sect has indeed accepted a group of disciples from the demon world." Song Yizhi said with a smile. After she finished speaking, the smile on her face lessened and she sighed slightly, "The two elders also know that the Changqiu Sect is strict in accepting disciples. The techniques are not taught to anyone else, this matter...is hard to explain in one word!"
The two elders nodded.
"That's true." Elder Qingya said in agreement, "This happened suddenly. After our sect learned about it, the sect leader was worried about the Changqiu Sect for a long time."
"The same is true for our sect. That's why the sect leader asked me to come here overnight." Elder Mo said, "We only know a few things about this matter, and overall we don't know much about it."
You know clearly, but you still pretend not to know, really...
Looking at the two elders who had to make many turns when talking, Rong Yueyuan deeply felt that he was not suitable for such a scene.
"Hey." Song Yizhi couldn't help but sigh, "Don't say that the two sects are worried, my sect is all worried now, and the fifth elder has delayed his cultivation because of this."
Rong Yueyuan was slightly silent as he looked at Song Yizhi who blurted out lies.
