Looking at Song Yizhi who looked wilted, Rong Yueyuan reached out and took her wrist.
The slender wrist was tightly wrapped by Rong Yueyuan's big palm.
The man looked at the pendants on the two bracelets with soft eyes.
Song Yizhi looked sideways and saw the unconcealed tenderness and pleasure in Rong Yueyuan's eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.
He really...never hides it.
Rong Yueyuan moved his eyes to fall on Song Yizhi's face, his gentle expression became serious, "Song Yizhi, promise me one thing, come back alive."
"I..." Song Yizhi had no way to guarantee that he would come back alive.
Looking at Song Yizhi who hesitated to give an answer, Rong Yueyuan's eyes darkened.
Song Yizhi chose to avoid answering the unanswerable question. She changed the topic, "Fifth Elder, your feelings for me should not be very deep, right?"
It's just a few months, so even if there are feelings, there shouldn't be many.
Rong Yueyuan thought for a long time and then answered seriously, "I can't answer your question."
The depth of feelings seemed difficult to measure. He didn't know what was considered deep and what was shallow.
Song Yizhi tilted his head, looked at the noble and gentle man, and said with a smile, "Then... what if I die?"
The word death stirred Rong Yueyuan's heartstrings. He let out his imagination for a moment before his breath suffocated.
Without Song Yizhi, he would still be alive, but if there was really no Song Yizhi, he would feel that something was missing in his heart.
That point doesn't seem to be important, but it seems to be very important.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan's face turn cold, Song Yizhi laughed twice and said, "I'm just kidding, how could I die?"
Having said this, Song Yizhi felt guilty.
She couldn't guarantee that she could come out of the secret realm alive. Maybe... she could only end up here in this life?
I just hope that the fifth elder will not be affected by him.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and stared at Song Yizhi, his deep eyes full of seriousness, "I don't like this kind of joke, Song Yizhi, I hope you are safe and well."
Song Yizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she responded vaguely.
Rong Yueyuan was not someone to be fooled. He said in a serious voice, "Song Yizhi, promise me you will come back alive."
"..." Song Yizhi blinked and spoke in a lower voice, "I promise you, I will try my best to come back alive."
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Back at the inn, Song Yizhi stumbled into the room.
By the time she came out of the room again, it was already time for the secret realm to be opened.
During this period, Bei Xianyue, who came back from the banquet, brought a large amount of compensation and obtained a place in the secret realm. By the way, she also knew the location of the entrance to the secret realm.
Peony House.
Countless monks gathered here, and the area around Peony Tower was blocked by water.
Song Yizhi changed into a smoky purple long skirt with wide sleeves that was not eye-catching. Although the dress was not eye-catching, her skin and temperament were dazzling and attractive.
Even though she and Wei Ling were standing behind the crowd, they still looked over at them from time to time.
"Although only monks under a hundred years old can enter, the competition is still extremely fierce. The arena has not stopped for a moment in the past two days." Wei Ling whispered to Song Yizhi.
There are 100 people in the secret realm this time, 20 places are freely allocated by the Rong family, and the remaining 80 people are the survival of the fittest.
"Have you gone to see it?" Song Yizhi asked casually.
Wei Ling nodded. She handed a token in the shape of a peony flower to Song Yizhi and whispered, "The secret realm will appear soon. Be careful after entering the secret realm."
Song Yizhi responded, rubbing the peony pattern on the token with his fingertips, his expression calm.
The shadows in the sky gradually solidified, and strange phenomena appeared in the blue sky.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the sky became dark.
After a moment, the shadow of the attic in the sky solidified, and the huge attic building appeared above the Peony Building.
Compared with the Peony Building on the ground, the attic floating in mid-air is even larger and more magnificent.
"The entrance has been revealed. It is on the roof of the Peony Building. The monks who have obtained the quota are asked to enter and go upstairs in turn!"
Elder Rong's voice mixed with spiritual power clearly reached every ear.
Wei Ling stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yizhi forward.
However, there were too many monks walking forward. Song Yizhi didn't like this crowded place, so she dragged Wei Ling back to a place with fewer people.
"There's no rush." Song Yizhi said.
Wei Ling nodded, and then she saw Lan Qianxi in the crowd.
"Look!" Wei Ling pressed his chin and motioned to Song Yizhi to take a look.
Song Yizhi looked up and saw Lan Qianqian in a gray dress walking inside.
The location where Song Yizhi and the two of them were standing was a bit remote, and she could see many people walking inside.
Seeing a few familiar figures walking in, Song Yizhi and Wei Ling said, "There are also Lan Minjun and Rong Yan."
Wei Ling responded, then looked at Song Yizhi worriedly, "Be careful."
When Song Yizhi entered the secret realm, he not only had to be wary of the dangers in the secret realm, but also had to be wary of these monks.
Song Yizhi nodded.
Seeing that the others had almost entered, Song Yizhi and Wei Ling walked in at the end.
When they reached the top floor, they saw a door with a gray halo standing there.
After Wei Ling walked in, Song Yizhi stepped through the water mirror door, and the next second his whole body was engulfed by a gray halo.
After the spin was over, Song Yizhi was now in a corridor.
"Quick, quick, hurry up and help our girl Peony dress up!" A woman who still retains her charm held a handkerchief and said as she walked towards Song Yizhi.
what's the situation?
Song Yizhi, who was confused about the situation, jumped onto the beam with a light step, and then watched the woman leading dozens of maids to the room at the end of the corridor.
Song Yizhi looked around and suddenly realized that this place was very similar to the Peony Building on the ground.
The woman and dozens of maids filed in, and the door was closed.
Song Yizhi jumped off the beam and approached the house quietly.
"Mom! I told you I won't go, I won't go!" the woman's angry voice came out.
Song Yizhi thought for a moment and realized that this charming voice must be the Peony girl that the woman was talking about just now.
"My good daughter, that is the son of the Zhao family. You will not suffer any loss if you follow him." The woman persuaded him earnestly.
"I'm not going! I'm not going!" Some sharp voices fell, followed by the sound of "crackling" things being thrown.
There was a sudden noise at the door of the room, and Song Yizhi silently moved away.
When she heard footsteps approaching, she jumped back to the rafters.
After a while, the still-charming woman came out, her beautiful face full of anger, "Bah, this bitch will be fined if she doesn't eat the toast! Sooner or later, I'll skin her!"
A maid bravely walked up and said softly, "Mom, don't be angry. Miss Peony is not going. We have a Peony girl in the building."
The woman, the madam in this building, glanced at the maid, and the anger on her face suddenly disappeared. She flicked the handkerchief and showed a bit of a smile, "Yes, although Shaoyao is a pure herdsman, she is born A must-have!"
The madam adjusted her amiable smile and walked to another room.
Song Yizhi on the beam narrowed his eyes. Apart from knowing that he was now in the flower house, he couldn't understand the other situation at all.
The next second, Song Yizhi's eyes flashed, and then his body swayed and fell downwards.
(End of chapter)
