"You didn't eat anything before. It was said that the turbidity of these things affected your cultivation." Zong Zhengling picked up a piece of snacks and tasted it, with disdain on his face, "So sweet?! Rong Yueyuan, what's wrong with you? Can you eat it?"
Zong Zhengling put the snacks on a plate aside and took a big sip of tea to suppress the sweet taste.
Long time no see, Rong Yueyuan has changed a lot. How could he eat such sweet food?
Rong Yueyuan looked pale and said nothing.
Zong Zhengling had long been accustomed to his taciturn old friend, but there was always an unanswered question in his mind.
"What's the situation with the magic weapon on Song Yizhi's body?" Zong Zhengling asked Rong Yueyuan directly.
"Hiding his cultivation." Rong Yueyuan replied warmly.
"Tsk." Zong Zhengling looked at the gentle and elegant man unhappily and said, "Rong Yueyuan, you know that's not what I asked."
Of course he knew that Song Yizhi's earring was used to hide his cultivation, but was that what he meant?
He wanted to know why Rong Yueyuan gave Song Yizhi the magic weapon!
Rong Yueyuan reached out and picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
Looking at the noble, gentle but taciturn man, Zong Zhengling leaned back slightly and spoke in a suppressed voice, "No, Rong Yueyuan! This little girl is probably not even twenty, right? Why are you such a beast?"
How old is Rong Yueyuan and how old is Song Yizhi?
He is so inappropriate!
"..." If it weren't for the fact that the Wei family might not be strong, Rong Yueyuan would have drawn his sword.
"I have a bottom line." Rong Yueyuan's voice revealed a bit of coolness, "It's just a magic weapon. Is there something wrong with the gift given by the elders?"
Is there anything wrong with him giving Song Yizhi a few magical artifacts?
Seeing Rong Yueyuan talking one after another, Zong Zhengling couldn't help but laugh. He stretched out his hand and said, "Today, I will entrust you to be your elder. You can forge a sword for me. You should be filial to your elders." ,what do you think?"
"It's not that great. Your sword was forged by the world's best weapon refiner." Rong Yueyuan didn't say a word of rejection but rejected every word.
Zong Zhengling was not surprised when he was rejected. He sneered, "That's just because you didn't fight for it, otherwise you should be the number one weapon refiner in the world."
He had witnessed Rong Yueyuan's skill in refining weapons, and this sentence was nothing but the truth.
"You are flattering me." Rong Yueyuan said.
"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you about all this." Zong Zhengling became more serious, "I asked you to forge a sword for me before, but you refused, saying that you can't just make weapons or spells for others. device."
Rong Yueyuan raised his head and looked at Zong Zhengling, his eyes calm.
At this moment, he was so calm that it was terrifying. Only he himself might know what he was thinking.
Zong Zhengling said, "If I remember correctly, the magic weapon you refined seems to have a different meaning to you, right?"
"Yes." Rong Yueyuan responded with a precious word.
You are so big, you are so handsome!
Have you forgotten what you told me back then?
My father taught me the art of weapon refining and told me that magical weapons can only be given to those who please them. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation in their lineage.
If Rong Yueyuan forgets, I can help him remember it.
"Rong Yueyuan, do you need me to repeat what you said before?" Zong Zhengling said coldly.
Really, he was shocked when he saw the magic weapon on Song Yizhi's body.
"In addition to the people you like, you can also give it to important people." Rong Yueyuan said.
Zong Zhengling was speechless. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. He wanted to curse but couldn't.
No, what's the difference between a person who pleases your heart and an important person? ?
Rong Yueyuan, I suspect you are playing word games on me!
Rong Yueyuan recalled it.
The first magic weapon was given to Song Yizhi because she was forced to break through her cultivation. She was unhappy, so he wanted to coax her. The second magic weapon was given to her to hide her bloodline because she was worried about her bloodline.
If he thinks about it this way, Song Yizhi is considered important in his heart, right?
Rong Yueyuan rarely opened his mouth to explain, "That pendant was used to make her unhappy because it made her unhappy."
Zongzheng Order: "..."
Really, Rong Yueyuan, you really don’t need to explain!
Do you know that your explanation is getting darker and darker?
"A disciple of hers dares to be angry with you?" Zong Zhengling frowned, "And you actually know how to coax people? Rong Yueyuan, are you aware of the problem?"
Does a disciple dare to be angry with an elder? Don't dare!
Under what circumstances would a disciple dare to be angry with an elder, unless he was confident?
Needless to say how you got this confidence, right?
Moreover, would the elders under normal circumstances think about comforting the angry disciples? Won't!
Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan both have problems, but they don't seem to realize it yet.
It's absolutely amazing.
Rong Yueyuan spoke warmly, "Although we are nominally elders and disciples, my relationship with her is not that of elders and disciples. Are we considered friends?"
Zong Zhengling looked at Rong Yueyuan's graceful appearance, with the word "elm" written all over his eyes.
Rong Yueyuan, you have already mentioned this, can you reflect on yourself a little bit?
Are you really an elm or are you just pretending not to understand? ?
Do you have few friends? Have you no idea what your other friends are like?
Zong Zhengling had a headache. He raised his hand to his forehead and sighed.
Finally, Zong Zhengling decided to take the harsh medicine, "Rong Yueyuan, you are also a person who has seen the world. Although that girl Song Yizhi is quite good, she is not worthy of you."
Rong Yueyuan retorted without any hesitation, "Zong Zhengling, Song Yizhi is very good. She is not worthy of anyone, only others are not worthy of her."
Looking at Rong Yueyuan who was serious and retorted without any hesitation, Zong Zhengling had already got the answer he wanted, and he couldn't help but laugh.
It's true that the authorities are obsessed with it, but the onlookers know better.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you're right." Zong Zhengling said perfunctorily.
Rong Yueyuan frowned, showing a bit of coldness, "I'm not kidding."
"Rong Yueyuan, do you think I'm blind? I can't tell what kind of person Song Yizhi is?" Zong Zhengling asked, "Or are you so concerned that you don't even realize that I'm saying something sarcastic?"
"..." Rong Yueyuan's calm eyes suddenly had some ripples. His long eyelashes trembled and he lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the waves in his eyes.
Zong Zhengling picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and said, "Rong Yueyuan, if you don't have that intention, don't let Song Yizhi bring your magic weapon to show off in the market. It's not authentic."
As soon as the conversation was over, Zong Zhengling stood up and left.
After Zong Zhengling's figure disappeared from sight, Rong Yueyuan's eyes became more relaxed.
When Song Yizhi was pushed over by Wei Ling to take Rong Yueyuan to his residence, he found that he was distracted.
Will the Fifth Elder be distracted?
Song Yizhi was surprised for a moment, then raised his hand and saluted, and said in a slightly softer voice, "Fifth Elder, your residence has been arranged in Wei Ling. Can I take you there?"
"Yes." Rong Yueyuan stood up and followed Song Yizhi.
After falling two steps, Rong Yueyuan could see the pendant on Song Yizhi's earlobe that swayed slightly with his steps, and his eyes deepened slightly.
(End of chapter)
