Song Yizhi bit the tip of his tongue and cursed, smiling a little guiltily, "How dare you? I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch. What do you do, Fifth Elder?"
Looking at Song Yizhi with guilt written on his face, Rong Yueyuan said helplessly, "Let's go."
"Ah?" Song Yizhi didn't react for a moment.
Song Yizhi was so stupid that Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and knocked her on the head, "Go back and cook."
Rong Yueyuan moved his steps and said as he walked out, "Or do you want to skip class?"
Song Yizhi looked at the man's upright back, grinding his teeth secretly as he stood up and followed.
Is Rong Yueyuan a roundworm in his stomach? !
Why can Rong Yueyuan guess what he is thinking?
Looking at Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi who were about to leave one after another, Lan Qianxi stood up and said suddenly, "Senior Sister Song."
Song Yizhi pretended to be deaf, and she even quickened her pace and walked past Rong Yueyuan, as if she was being chased by a ghost.
"Senior Sister Song." Lan Qianqian's voice became louder. Looking at Song Yizhi who was walking away quickly, her voice was clear and confused, "Senior Sister Song, are you hiding from Qianqian?"
This is not nonsense?
Song Yizhi continued to pretend to be deaf and walked as fast as he could fly.
Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's arm to pull her back. Seeing Song Yizhi's resistance from head to toe, he taught her like an elder, "Song Yizhi, running away will not solve the problem."
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan resentfully.
This is not a matter of escaping or not, she just doesn't want to be unlucky!
Stay away from the heroine, lie down and farm!
Why is it so difficult!
Rong Yueyuan let go of Song Yizhi's arm, walked behind Song Yizhi and stopped moving.
It seemed like they were curious to know the problems between them, and they seemed to be supporting Song Yizhi.
Looking at the man standing next to Song Yizhi like a guardian, Lan Qianqian still had a pure and confused look on her face, but her eyes darkened and darkened.
Seeing Song Yizhi's cold look, Lan Qianqian squeezed out some tears from her eyes. She panicked and said apologetically, "Senior Sister Song, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that yesterday, which caused others to misunderstand Senior Sister Song. Senior Sister Song wants to I will accept any beating or punishment."
Song Yizhi: "..."
Wuyu, really Wuyu’s mother opened the door for Wuyu, Wuyu is home!
The cowardly and weak Lan Qianqian and the impatient Song Yizhi were very different from each other, which attracted many disciples to gossip.
Some disciples even wondered whether Song Yizhi was bullying Lan Qianqian secretly.
Song Yizhi suddenly felt bored by being stared at and looked at by countless pairs of eyes.
"Ah, yes, yes, you are right, you should not imply that Song Yizhi cheated, you should have made it clear." What Wei Ling dislikes the most is this woman of the White Lotus style.
Lan Qianxi hit the gun on her own, how could Wei Ling let her go.
Lan Qianqian shivered, then lowered her head and said nothing, as if she was afraid of Wei Ling.
Before those disciples could think about anything, Rong Yueyuan frowned and asked Lan Qianqian, "Do you have any objection to the results of the quiz?"
The results of the quiz were approved by herself. Lan Qianqian hinted that Song Yizhi was cheating, which meant that she did not recognize the results of the quiz and suspected that she was covering up Song Yizhi.
"No disciple!" Lan Qianqian suddenly raised her head and looked at Rong Yueyuan, her beautiful eyes turned red with tears, arousing the man's desire for protection. She spoke with a choked voice, "Fifth Elder, the disciple just wants to ask Senior Sister Song Buy some styptic herbs!”
His unyielding look of tenacity made many male cultivators look at him with suspicion and pity.
Rong Yueyuan glanced at Song Yizhi, and then said in confusion, "The hemostatic grass purchased by the fourth elder is enough for you to use for more than half a year."
Lan Qianqian's face turned pale after being unceremoniously demolished by Rong Yueyuan.
Wei Ling laughed rudely, and said sarcastically, "Why do people want to buy styptic grass? They are insinuating that Song Yizhi is cheating by using the styptic grass he grew himself."
Rong Yueyuan's face softened.
So, Lan Qianqian suspected that she leaked the mission to Song Yizhi and asked Song Yizhi to cheat by using the hemostatic grass she planted as a cheat?
Before, Rong Yueyuan just felt that Lan Qianqian was undesirable, but now he doesn't like her.
Song Yizhi clearly felt the fleeting displeasure of the man next to him.
For a moment, Song Yizhi didn't know whether he should laugh or not.
Shooting yourself in the foot!
She thought that hinting to the disciples that she cheated would make her infamous, but when she said this, Rong Yueyuan felt that Lan Qianqian was biased in questioning him.
No matter who it was, they would be unhappy.
"Can you go back and cook?" Song Yizhi didn't want to waste time on such meaningless things. She added, "I will be late this afternoon if I don't leave."
Rong Yueyuan turned and left.
Before leaving, Song Yizhi looked back at Lan Qianqian and said in a calm voice, "It's best for us to keep our distance from the river in the future."
She just lay flat, but if Lan Qianqian refused to let go, she wouldn't be able to let Lan Qianqian ride on her head!
Wei Ling looked at Lan Qianqian who was standing there with downcast eyes, sneered and walked outside.
At this time, Lan Qianxi was already jealous of Wei Ling.
Back at Bright Moon Peak, Rong Yueyuan put down Song Yizhi and left, seemingly to visit some other elders.
Song Yizhi cooked the meal, but Rong Yueyuan hadn't come back yet.
After eating, Song Yizhi controlled her spiritual power to dig out clear channels and pools. Looking at the slowly flowing clear spring water, she took out some aquatic creatures from her storage bracelet and planted them in the pool.
The communication talisman of the outer disciple fell outside the restriction.
Song Yizhi looked at the communication talisman floating in mid-air, then turned around and went to tinker with the peak.
The afternoon class was about to start when Rong Yueyuan came through the air. He landed on the ground and waved his hand to take the communication talisman.
The voice of the disciple Sasao came from the communication talisman, "Fifth Elder, the Qingzhou Rong family is outside asking for a meeting."
The Rong family?
Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan.
The fifth elder's surname is Rong. Now that the Rong family from Qingzhou is visiting, is it possible that the fifth elder is from the Rong family?
The fifth elder also came from a famous family of immortal cultivators.
The communication talisman in Rong Yueyuan's hand disappeared, and he stood there quietly, feeling unclear about his mood and anger.
Disciple Sasu's message reminded him of many not-so-good things.
Song Yizhi glanced at the sky. If he didn't go to the academy, he would be late.
"Fifth Elder?" Song Yizhi called tentatively. Looking at the unresponsive man, he thought for a while and finally said nothing, and walked towards the academy honestly.
When Song Yizhi arrived at the academy by flying magic weapon, it was already too late.
When she stepped into the school, Song Yiheng and Huaizhu came behind.
Song Yizhi looked back at the two people striding over.
Song Yiheng reached out and pushed Song Yizhi into the school.
"The fifth elder has something to do. Song Yiheng will teach you this afternoon's class." Huai Zhuyan spoke concisely.
The fifth elder temporarily used the communication talisman to send a message and asked her to take over the class. Song Yiheng happened to be there, so she directly asked Song Yiheng to do it for him!
Song Yiheng walked straight to the front, and waited until Song Yizhi sat down before he spoke, "I am Song Yiheng, and I will take care of the class this afternoon."
After saying a few words, Song Yiheng started the class.
Compared to Rong Yueyuan, Song Yiheng didn't have the oppressive feeling that made people dare not breathe, and the whole afternoon's class was quite easy.
Of course, Song Yizhi slept all afternoon without exception.
After class, it was about time for application, so it was still early.
Song Yizhi was going back to continue tinkering with his residence.
