Yuan Xu teleported to the stairs on the top floor with suspicion in mind. When he looked up, he saw the man standing at the door.
The moment Feng Canglin raised his head and looked over, Yuan Xu's snake eyes shrank, and a few snake scales popped out of the corners of his eyes.
Royal blood? !
Is he a demon cultivator with royal blood who has already reached maturity? !
After receiving this realization, Yuan Xu's mind roared and he was a little confused.
No, what happened to this world?
Why is the royal bloodline as common as cabbage on the street?
What a hell!
Feng Canglin looked at the demon cultivator who suddenly appeared, his eyes trembling slightly.
This is……
The bond on this demon cultivator is so heavy. Which auspicious beast is this companion beast?
Feng Canlin very considerately raised his hand to hold up the barrier so as not to disturb the six people laughing and having fun inside.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Feng Canglin's voice was majestic and cold.
Yuan Xu clearly felt Song Yizhi's aura inside. Looking at the man blocking the door, he guessed that the demon cultivator was not an enemy.
His voice sounded like a cold snake hissing, "I am Yuan Xu, and I was entrusted by someone to protect Song Yizhi."
Speaking of this, Yuan Xu still couldn't hide his speechless mood.
Human beings are very awkward creatures.
Feng Canglin was slightly startled.
Could it be Song Luo? But Song Luo didn't seem so considerate.
Moreover, Song Luo didn't have any contract beasts. Even if she had the ability to reach the sky, she wouldn't be able to dispatch companion beasts that could defeat the auspicious beasts.
So, who sent this demon cultivator?
"Who are you?" Yuan Xu asked.
"Demon Lord Feng Canglin."
Yuan Xu paused for a moment, then he lowered his head slightly and raised his hand to his heart, bowed slightly to Feng Canlin, and said with a hint of respect in his voice, "Demon Lord."
Feng Canglin nodded slightly, "No need to be polite."
Yuan Xu put down his hand and then looked up at Feng Canglin.
"They are celebrating inside." Feng Canglin did not intend to let Yuan Xu go in and disturb Song Yizhi and the others.
Yuan Xu was slightly surprised, "Have they completed their mission?"
"That's right." Feng Canglin said very cleverly.
Yuan Xu didn't ask any more questions. He nodded to Feng Canglin and then leaned against a pillar to take a nap.
inside the house.
Beixianyue and the others were still chatting and laughing while doing the drinking. As for Song Yizhi, because she had lost everything, she was forced to drink almost half a jar of wine. Wei Ling and the others couldn't bear it, so after a discussion, they let her Play by yourself.
Song Yizhi had several wine glasses placed in front of her. The glasses contained more or less fine wine. She used the glass of wine as a vessel and tapped her chopsticks on the rim of the glass to make different sounds.
The tinkling sound is irregular, but it also becomes a melody when you listen to it.
Song Yizhi just held his cheek with one hand and tapped the wine glass with chopsticks in the other. The crisp tapping sound was accompanied by laughter, which was unexpectedly harmonious.
Seeing Song Yizhi enjoying herself and enjoying herself, the others ignored her.
…
The next day.
The sunlight outside the window fell into the house, and Bei Xianyue and Wei Ling were sleeping on the table.
Shen Zheng leaned in her chair and fell asleep.
Chu He and Bai Liqi sat on the ground and leaned on chairs to sleep.
Song Yizhi sat on the ground and leaned against a pillar to sleep.
"bump!"
Afraid that several people inside would die suddenly, Yuan Xu kicked the door open ungently, and then saw a group of people staggering around in the house.
Yuan Xu: "..."
The experience of human cultivation is really... quite strange.
Song Yizhi opened his eyes almost reflexively. When he saw Yuan Xu at the door, his whole body became restrained like a sharp knife being sheathed.
Several others slept motionless.
Song Yizhi leaned against the pillar and yawned, then said lazily, "It's Yuan Xu, why are you here?"
After a hangover, Song Yizhi's voice was a little hoarse, lazy and charming.
Yuan Xu walked to Song Yizhi, looked down at Song Yizhi who was sitting on the ground leaning against a pillar, and said in a hoarse and cold voice, "The cat asked me to come."
"Oh." Song Yizhi responded. She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, "Can I trouble you with something?"
"No." Yuan Xu coldly and ruthlessly refused without even thinking.
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
The jade snake wrapped around her wrist revealed a head, and its green snake eyes seemed to be filled with condemnation of Yuan Xu.
Yuan Xu looked at the Jade Golden Snake with its elbows turned outwards and selectively ignored it.
"What is Zhizhi going to do?" Feng Canglin's gentle voice sounded from outside.
Feng Canglin's voice just fell. Chu He and Shen Zheng sat up and looked over at the same time.
They seemed to have heard the voice of the Demon Lord!
Seeing Feng Canglin appearing at the door, the two of them stood up almost simultaneously, raised their hands to their hearts and saluted.
Seeing the quick reactions of Chu He and Shen Zheng, Song Yizhi blinked in shock.
Is this the sense of oppression coming from the Demon Lord?
Feng Canglin glanced at Chu He and Shen Zheng indifferently.
The two people who were still a little confused suddenly woke up. They swallowed the "Demon Lord" on their lips and stood aside obediently.
"I have a headache, and there is no sober medicine around." Song Yizhi looked at Feng Canglin across Yuan Xu, and said pitifully, "Yuan Xu is not willing to buy me some sober medicine. Uncle, can you buy me some sober medicine?"
Feng Canglin glanced at Yuan Xu indifferently, and then walked up.
Yuan Xu consciously stepped aside and leaned against the pillar with his arms folded.
So it turns out that Song Yizhi can act like a spoiled brat?
Looking at the pitiful Song Yizhi who seemed to be acting coquettishly, Feng Canglin's heart softened and her eyes became gentle.
"It's already bought." Feng Canglin walked up to Song Yizhi, bent down and reached out to help her up, and said gently, "The ground is cold, don't sit on the ground in the future."
Song Yizhi responded.
Feng Canglin handed the sobering medicine to Song Yizhi.
After taking the hangover medicine, Song Yizhi pointed to his sleeping teammates and whispered, "Shall we go out and talk?"
Feng Canglin nodded and went out with Song Yizhi.
After the two of them went out, Yuan Xu, Chu He and Shen Zheng looked at each other, then looked away, standing awkwardly.
outside the house.
"Originally, I was going to stay a few more days, but the zombie transformation happened and I need to go back to deal with some things." Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi, the guilt in his eyes flashed away.
Originally, she planned to spend her twentieth birthday with Zhizhi, but now it seems that she may not be able to do so.
"Uncle, have a nice journey! Remember not to work too hard!" Song Yizhi smiled.
Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi's smile, smiled a little, and responded gently, "Okay."
Song Yiheng walked up the steps and saw the two people standing in the corridor talking.
"Zhizhi?... Demon Lord?" Song Yiheng's eyes fell from Song Yizhi to Feng Canglin.
Song Yizhi smiled and called "brother" obediently.
Feng Canglin's eyes fell on Song Yiheng, "Yes, you have become a god at a young age. This is a gift to congratulate you on your promotion."
After finishing his words, Feng Canglin threw a storage bag over.
Song Yiheng reached out to take it, raised his hand to Feng Canglin and gave a slight salute, "Thank you very much."
Song Yizhi looked at Feng Canglin and then at Song Yiheng, sighing secretly that they really didn't treat him as an outsider.
No, in their eyes, you are stupid, right? ?
With two faces so similar, who would believe that these two people are not related by blood? ?
She doesn’t believe it anyway!
"This is for you." Feng Canglin took out a storage ring and handed it to Song Yizhi. Seeing her confused look, he said softly, "A gift."
Song Yizhi looked at the exquisite storage ring in his hand and said, "Thank you, uncle!"
uncle?
Song Yiheng's brows moved slightly, looking at Feng Canglin's adaptability, he gave him a meaningful look.
Feng Canlin ignored Song Yiheng's malicious gaze.
(End of chapter)
