The next day.
The Alchemist Conference proceeds normally.
Those monks who left couldn't help but come back.
Song Yizhi went to Ye Chao to check on Gu Huan's situation, and then went to the alchemist conference with Feng Changchang.
After getting together with a few teammates, several people whispered to each other for a long time.
Bei Xianyue and the others were not idle after they came out of the Blood Prison Formation. They went to inquire about the news again.
"By the way, there's something I didn't tell you." Baili Qi opened his mouth. Seeing several people looking over, he pursed his lips and said, "In the Blood Prison Formation, those resentful spirits did not attack me."
Bei Xianyue and others were stunned for a moment.
Seeing the strip of cloth wrapped around Bai Liqi's neck, Song Yizhi reacted instantly.
Baili Qi is a doll, he looks like a human but is not a human. The resentful spirits cannot detect the aura of a stranger and will not attack him.
"It should have something to do with your special physique." Song Yizhi lowered his voice and said.
Baili Qi suddenly realized it, and he couldn't help but smile, "So there is such a benefit?"
Wei Ling looked at Baili Qi and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You don't know how many resentful spirits I have surrounded Yan Lingyu." Song Yizhi's tone was exaggerated, "If I hadn't had so many magic weapons, I would have been torn apart by the resentful spirits long ago."
Several people were amused when they saw Song Yizhi's exaggerated description technique.
Song Yizhi changed the topic very naturally, "Mission, is there any progress in the mission?"
Lu Li smiled mysteriously, "Look at the token."
Song Yizhi took out the token and looked at it. His eyes widened for a moment, and then he said, "What the hell? Is it done?"
Bei Xianyue raised her head proudly.
"Miss Song, we and Bei Xianyue and the others went to complete the task." Shen Zheng smiled shyly.
Lu Li smiled heartily, "Our mission has been completed."
Song Yizhi looked at these few people who were doing important things in silence, and silently gave them a thumbs up.
strong!
What is the experience of completing a task when you wake up?
So delicious!
"I'll tell you about the mission later." Bei Xianyue said, "The mission was completed so quickly, mainly because the elders of Yaowang Valley cleared Dan City, and we missed something."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Afterwards, several people looked back at the alchemists competing on the stage and started chatting.
After talking about the thrilling experiences in the blood prison formation, several people started to gossip.
Song Yiheng appeared suddenly. He teleported and appeared in front of his sister. There was a deep and obscure expression in his romantic and affectionate peach blossom eyes, "Zhi Zhi."
Song Yizhi was frightened to death.
Brother, what's going on?
"Follow me." After saying that, Song Yiheng turned around and bent down.
Song Yizhi didn't know why, but he still stood up and lay on his brother's back.
Song Yiheng turned his head and nodded to Bei Xianyue and others, then Yu Jian left.
Main hall.
Mother, father, godmother and...Rong Yueyuan.
Except for Ye Mo who was at the alchemist conference, everything that was supposed to be there was here.
Song Yizhi understood immediately.
Song Yiheng put his sister down and then dragged her towards Feng Canglin.
"Mother, father." Song Yizhi said hello obediently.
Song Luo caught a glimpse of Feng Canglin's unhappy expression and gave Song Yizhi a look that said, "You wish you were lucky."
When Feng Canglin's temper got worse, she was like a mud bodhisattva who couldn't save herself when crossing the river. She was definitely not talkative anyway, and she didn't want to disappear inexplicably for a period of time and then be scolded by Shen Bu.
Song Yizhi's mouth twitched.
"Zhizhi." Feng Canglin tried hard to show a smile, but he couldn't, and in the end he only showed a slightly tired smile.
"Father." Song Yizhi walked up and stood next to Feng Canglin.
"Have you really thought about it?" Feng Canglin asked in a warm voice, "There is not only a disparity in cultivation between you, but also a disparity in blood. You know what your situation is."
Song Yizhi looked at his father with gentle and calm eyes.
Feng Canglin paused for a moment, then sighed heavily, "Zhizhi, are you really ready to face the gap between you two?"
"Yeah." Song Yizhi nodded.
Feng Canglin softened his voice and said, "Zhizhi, one day in the future, you will reach a height that others cannot reach. You will have rights, status, and reputation. At that time, will you dislike him, will you think he is a burden? "
Zhizhi's divine pattern destined her to become a god, and she could only take this path.
The gap between gods and humans is extremely huge. No matter what Rong Yueyuan is, he is just a person. The gap will easily change Zhizhi's heart.
Therefore, he had to ask his daughter before letting go.
Song Luo and Ye Su's eyes fell on Feng Canglin.
These two old best friends obviously didn't expect that Feng Canglin, a biological father, would actually ask his daughter this question.
"Father, what he was like when I was at my lowest, I will be like when he is at his lowest. If one day I reach a height that no one can climb, I will look back and never forget my original intention." Song Yizhi said Every word was spoken very seriously.
You choose your own path, and you choose your own people. No matter where you go, you will never regret it.
Feng Canglin let out a long sigh.
"Father can't find fault with him unconscionably, but he won't let you get married." After Feng Canglin finished speaking, his sharp eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan.
Song Yizhi said "Ah".
Song Luo glanced at Feng Canglin, and then looked at Rong Yueyuan.
Feng Canglin, is he crazy?
He wants to let Rong Yueyuan, the proud son of heaven, marry him? ?
"We only have a daughter like you, and we are reluctant to let you get married. Since you were born, we have only prepared... a betrothal gift for you." Feng Canglin said in a pleasant tone.
Song Yizhi: "..."
bride price?
She married the Fifth Elder?
Song Yizhi tilted his head and glanced at the dignified and calm man, his eyes suddenly bursting with light.
It seems...it's not impossible!
Seeing the little girl's eyes suddenly brighten, Rong Yueyuan took two steps forward and raised his hand to tap Song Yizhi's head, "You seem to be looking forward to it?"
Song Yizhi chuckled.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was trying to get through, Rong Yueyuan said, "If you want to hire me as your husband, then I want to see if your betrothal gift can impress me."
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted his chest and said proudly, "I'm going to be a recruiter. Can this impress you?"
Seeing that Feng Canlin wanted to say something more, Song Luo covered her mouth to silence her.
Almost done.
Feng Canglin glanced at his wife faintly.
Yesu watched the show silently, but looking at it horizontally and vertically, he couldn't avoid eating a bite of dog food.
"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan nodded as if thinking, "Let me think about it."
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "If you disagree, then I will change my mind."
Faced with Song Yizhi's threat, Rong Yueyuan said cooperatively, "I agree."
Song Yizhi looked satisfied.
Feng Canglin took Song Luo's hand and looked at Rong Yueyuan with stern eyes, "Rong Yueyuan, treat my precious daughter well. If I know that you are not treating her well, I will peel off your skin and make it into a lantern. "
"Thank you Demon Lord for giving me the pearl in your palm. I will love her and protect her until the moment I die." Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and said in salute.
Feng Canglin believed that his judgment of people was not bad, but he still wanted to have a friendly discussion with Rong Yueyuan.
"I agree to this." Feng Canglin waved his hand.
Happy Dragon Boat Festival!
(End of chapter)
