Rong Yueyuan felt his heartbeat speeding up little by little.
"I'm very happy." Rong Yueyuan couldn't hide his joy.
At this moment, he could be sure that Song Yizhi clearly distinguished between love and gratitude. She gave him Fengyu only because of pure love and nothing else.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, with a smile on his face, "The reason why I tell you at this time is because I see my heart clearly. I don't want to find another time, but you seem to have misunderstood me."
Looking at the little girl who curled her lips and felt a little unhappy, Rong Yueyuan said softly, "I'm not misunderstanding, I'm afraid."
He was afraid that Song Yizhi could not see her heart clearly and that she would regret it in the future.
"Be confident, I should be the one who is afraid!" Song Yizhi said.
Rong Yueyuan laughed dumbly.
Facing Song Yizhi, he would sometimes feel unconfident.
After talking about it, Song Yizhi felt relaxed. She lay in the recliner, relaxed and comfortable.
Rong Yueyuan put away Feng Yu, and then realized that Feng Ling in the skirt had disappeared at some point.
"Don't lie down, get up and walk around to recover your limbs." Rong Yueyuan said gently.
Now that Feng Ling disappeared, she had to get up and start walking around to recover.
Song Yizhi lay down for a while and stood up just before Rong Yueyuan started to lift him up.
After Song Yizhi walked around slowly, Ye Su came over.
This time it was not just Ye Su who came here, but also brothers Ye Mo and Ye Chao.
Looking at this family of four, Song Yizhi was a little confused.
The alchemist conference is being held, how come Uncle Ye and the others have time to come?
Rong Yueyuan looked at this neat family of four and was a little curious.
Looks like you want to recognize your relatives?
Seeing that Song Yizhi was out of breath, Ye Su walked up and gently took her hand and walked to the lounge chair.
"Zhizhi, your health is just a little better. Even if you want to exercise and recover, you have to take your time." Ye Su's gentle voice sounded.
After being lectured, Song Yizhi nodded obediently, "Okay, godmother."
Godmother? !
Ye Mo tilted his head and looked at his wife with slightly shocked eyes.
What did Yizhi just call his wife? !
Ye Chao and Ye Hanxing looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
What did the mother secretly do behind the back of the father and son? !
Ye Su pulled Song Yizhi to sit down on the recliner. Looking at the little girl's fair face, she couldn't help but raise her hand and squeeze it gently.
Song Yizhi puffed up his cheeks.
Even if my mother likes to pinch her face, my godmother also likes it!
"Your mother told me that all your injuries were healed. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it." Ye Su Wenwen said.
Seeing the little girl who was much better in energy and energy, Ye Su had a slightly changed view of the demon lord.
Not to mention anything else, if Zhizhi didn't have his blood, what would he be like now... I can't imagine.
Song Luo, a Taoist monk, seems to be a bad guy, but she's pretty good.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, cute and well-behaved, "Godmother, look at me, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about following me."
Seeing such a sensible and cute little girl, Ye Su's heart was so soft.
Ye Mo stretched out his hand and tugged on his wife's sleeve, "Madam."
Ye Su glanced at her husband, and then said to Song Yizhi, "Zhizhi, this is my godmother's husband, and these two are my godmother's sons."
Ye Chao's mouth twitched slightly.
Is it possible that they are very familiar with Song Yizhi?
This introduction is unnecessary.
"Godfather." Song Yizhi called out calmly.
Although he didn't know how his wife persuaded the great elder, he was very satisfied with the result.
Ye Mo's old father's heart was beating wildly in an instant, and a look of kindness and tenderness appeared on his face, "Alas."
Later, Ye Mo took out a storage ring and handed it to Song Yizhi, with a loving voice, "Yizhi, this is a meeting gift from your godfather."
"Thank you, godfather." Song Yizhi took the storage ring generously.
Song Yizhi turned to look at Ye Hanxing and Ye Chao. He was silent for a moment and raised his hand to wave, "How are you, brothers?"
Ye Hanxing suddenly laughed out loud.
This little girl is so cute.
"Don't be like this." Ye Chao raised his hand and said in a cold voice, "I'm really scared."
Song Yizhi put down his hand and called him by his name, "Ye Chao."
Ye Chao nodded and felt comfortable. He took out a storage bag and handed it to Song Yizhi, "I have prepared some medicine bags for you, one in the morning, one in the afternoon and one in the evening. Remember to take a medicinal bath on time."
Song Yizhi nodded.
"I'm bringing the father and son here today so that you can recognize them." Ye Su said in a gentle voice the purpose of this trip.
Song Yizhi nodded.
I see.
Ye Su glanced at his son, and then said to Song Yizhi, "Zhizhi, tomorrow is the foundation-building alchemy master competition. You can go and have a look."
Song Yizhi said, "I think so too. I'm almost going crazy these days!"
Ye Su laughed dumbly.
Zhizhi is exactly what Song Luo said, with a restless temper.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Su didn't intend to stay any longer, so she said, "We'll leave first. Zhi Zhi, you should rest early."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Ye Su turned to Rong Yueyuan, nodded slightly, and then prepared to leave.
Ye Chao and Ye Hanxing also had to deal with the alchemist conference, so they followed their mother.
Ye Mo didn't leave. He had something to talk to Rong Yueyuan.
"I discovered a few demons." Ye Mo brought a surprise to Rong Yueyuan as soon as he opened his mouth.
…
Song Yizhi quietly listened to the two tribulation masters talking and discussing countermeasures.
When Ye Mo left, the moon was already hanging high.
Song Yizhi lay on the table, looked at Rong Yueyuan's somewhat calm face, and said, "Are you worried about the alchemist conference?"
Rong Yueyuan responded, "From the Weapon Refining Masters Conference to the Beast Masters Conference to the Alchemy Masters Conference, all are done by demon cultivators."
Song Yizhi thought about it for a moment.
Ever since the transformation of corpses into demons in Qingzhou Peony City, demon cultivators have never faded out of their sight.
"They didn't get any benefits from the beast control master conference. This alchemist conference..." Song Yizhi paused.
The Weapon Refining Masters Conference ended successfully without any danger. Although the Beast Masters Conference was abandoned, overall the losses were not huge.
How could the demon cultivators who were deflated one after another be able to hold back this breath? This Alchemist Conference, I am afraid that they will have to hold it back a lot.
Rong Yueyuan knew what Song Yizhi had not finished saying, and his brows moved slightly.
Song Yizhi knew what Rong Yueyuan was worried about, so she asked, "Where did Yuan Xu take my jade snake?"
Rong Yueyuan said, "I'll ask Yuyu to contact Yuan Xu later."
If Yuan Xu was by Zhizhi's side to protect her safety, then she could be free.
Song Yizhi said no more. She lay on the table, absorbing the warm and cool power.
After Rong Yueyuan communicated with Yuan Xu, he saw Song Yizhi sleeping on his stomach. He put a coat on the little girl and left in disguise.
The next day.
When Yuan Xu appeared with a wheelchair, Song Yizhi sat in front of the stone table with his arms hanging down.
Yuan Xu looked at Song Yizhi's wrinkled face and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"
Song Yizhi stood up and walked towards the wheelchair, "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little numb from being on my pillow all night."
Yuan Xu: "..."
As expected of her.
(End of chapter)
