When Song Yizhi was telling those past events, Mudan seemed to suddenly wake up, looking directly at her, and seemed to be looking at other people through her.
Song Yizhi turned around and met Mudan's eyes.
"You're right." Mudan reached out and took Song Yizhi's hand, gently stroking her catkin.
Song Yizhi has been farming all year round, and the plowing tools have worn away a thin layer of calluses on her palms. Although it is soft, if you really want to talk about how it feels, it is actually not good.
When she touched those cocoons, Mudan's expression changed, but in the end she still couldn't bear to let go of Song Yizhi's hand.
After a long time, Mudan looked at Song Yizhi and said, "You are not her. Her palms have no calluses, but you look like her."
Her peony...sister...
The cold, gentle and kind Sister Shaoyao, she really looks like Sister Shaoyao.
After thinking for a while, Song Yizhi said dryly, "I can also be your peony for the time being."
In order to get out alive, she could work as a peony for a short time.
Mudan looked directly at Song Yizhi, her eyes almost greedy. She seemed to want to carve this face into her bones, "Have you broken all the formations?"
If she hadn't broken those formations, she wouldn't have known these things.
Speaking of which, she was also the first person to break all the formations in such a short period of time.
Song Yizhi nodded, thought for a while and corrected himself, "It's not a formation-breaking method, it should be a formation-breaking method."
Wei Ling: "..."
Let’s just say, is now the time to talk about this?
But, should I say it or not, it’s really you, Song Yizhi!
Honestly, how many thunderbolts did you use to blow up the formation?
Wei Ling silently cursed.
Peony was silent for a while, trying to brew her emotions.
Song Yizhi brought back the atmosphere with one sentence, "Your obsession is that you killed Shaoyao with your own hands. You feel that Shaoyao hates you."
Mudan looked at Song Yizhi, and suddenly two lines of tears fell from her eyes.
She held Song Yizhi's hand tightly and burst into tears, "I don't know, I really don't know that you were robbed by him. If I had known earlier, I would not have killed you. You are my sister, sister." sorry Sorry……"
Looking at Peony who was crying into tears, Song Yizhi remained silent.
Not good to rate.
But it’s important to resolve your obsessions, and now is the critical moment!
Song Yizhi stood in Shaoyao's dying position and worked up her emotions, then said, "I never hated you. I only felt relieved when I died. I could go find my husband and children, but I only suffered you. What will you do in the future?" What a bright and happy girl you were before..."
Song Yizhi raised his hand and gently touched Mudan's face, his tone full of heartache and regret.
Looking at Song Yizhi with an affectionate look on his face, Wei Ling raised his hand and rubbed his arm.
Song Yizhi's acting is really good!
Mudan looked at Song Yizhi with tears in her eyes, then stretched out her arms to hug Song Yizhi and cried loudly, saying I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry...
Peony is like a child who has been wandering for a long time and finally found support, crying aggrieved and pitifully.
Seeing Peony's body gradually becoming transparent, Song Yizhi raised his hand and gently brushed her hair.
He is also a poor man.
But fortunately the obsession is gone.
The crying gradually weakened, and Mudan raised her head and looked at Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi raised his hand to wipe her tears, looking so gentle and distressed.
Mudan is a little greedy, but she knows that there is not much time left after her obsession is resolved.
She raised her hand somewhat sluggishly, brushed Song Yizhi's face with her slender fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, I have always known that Sister Shaoyao does not hate me."
She just couldn't believe that Shaoyao didn't hate herself. She had been waiting for someone to tell her this.
It's a pity that those people in the past thought that Shaoyao hated him. In fact, this was not the case. When Shaoyao died, he was full of relief and felt sorry for himself.
Just like Song Yizhi now.
She really looks like a peony, but she is not a peony.
Song Yizhi looked at Peony quietly.
Mudan took Song Yizhi's warm hand and rubbed the back of her hand lustfully.
"Thank you." Peony's voice gradually faded away.
She raised her head and took one last look at Song Yizhi, "Goodbye."
As soon as the words fell, the peony instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only the red dress that fell to the ground and... the peony flower that fell into Song Yizhi's hand.
Song Yizhi looked at the peony flowers in his hand, lowered his head and sniffed slightly.
The fragrance of peony flowers is refreshing.
"Squeak-"
The door of Peony Building opened.
After a while, Peony Tower suddenly disappeared.
Several people found themselves at the entrance of a staircase.
The steps disappeared into the clouds and mist, and I didn't know where they were going.
Song Yizhi raised his head, looked at the towering steps, and took several steps back.
Wei Ling strode up with Xiao Xizi in his arms. When he saw the snow-like peony flowers in Song Yizhi's hand, he asked, "Is it solved?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Lan Minjun looked at Song Yizhi, his eyes lingered on the peony flower for a moment, and he said softly, "Miss Song, we want to climb the steps."
"You go." Song Yizhi fiddled with the petals and looked up at Lan Minjun, "The obsession of the master of the secret realm has been resolved. What? Do you really want to take me there?"
Lan Minjun said politely, "Miss Song doesn't want to, and we have no reason to force others to do anything. Take care, Miss Song."
Zhou Fang Zijue is already in Song Yizhi's hands. She won't go if she doesn't want to go, but they are definitely going to hide it from others.
Song Yizhi waved his hand and sent them away.
Seeing the four people starting to climb the steps, Song Yizhi raised his hand and turned Wei Ling around, asking in a low voice, "Do you want to give it a try?"
The hardest part is over, and there may be some good opportunities next.
Wei Ling shook his head vigorously without any hesitation, "Am I crazy?! I won't go! Let's just wait here for the secret realm to end."
Semi-immortal weapon!
If she didn't have the strength, it would be the crime of harboring a treasure, and she didn't want to die.
Besides, she had no interest in getting an opportunity to practice evil.
Song Yizhi responded, and then sat down beside Wei Ling.
Looking at the figures that had disappeared into the mist, Song Yizhi had nothing to do, lowering his head and playing with the peony flowers.
Pulling the stamens with his fingers, Song Yizhi found a purple jade copper coin in the heart of the flower.
There are several words engraved on the copper coins with an inner square and an outer circle, Zhou Fang.
Zhou Fang?
Zhou Fang Zijue? !
Song Yizhi didn't believe it, and then reached out to pick up the purple jade coin to see what was going on.
However, when her fingers touched the purple jade copper coin, the purple jade copper coin disappeared instantly.
The next second, Song Yizhi discovered that the missing copper coins were in his Dantian.
Song Yizhi's face suddenly darkened after he was forced to recognize his master by the semi-immortal weapon.
This person can't be too curious!
Don’t be in debt!
Noticing Song Yizhi's unhappy expression, Wei Ling thought she was feeling uncomfortable somewhere, and asked worriedly, "Song Yizhi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I'm fine." Song Yizhi gritted his teeth and said.
Great, she has another reason to die at any time!
Possessing a semi-immortal weapon!
Who doesn't want to kill people and seize treasures? !
Playing with her! ?
Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi's gnashing of teeth and really couldn't see what was good about her.
Song Yizhi said nothing, but greeted Tiandao eighteen times in his heart.
Wei Ling hesitated again and again and asked again, "...Are you really okay?"
Song Yizhi took a few deep breaths, and finally resisted the urge to throw the peony flowers out and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something not good."
Wei Ling raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi's shoulder without saying a word.
(End of chapter)
