Song Yu was on pins and needles when he heard the cry behind the rockery. He really wanted to jump out and educate the pink-clad maid: First, it was Sun Fengyuan who was ambitious and brought strange beasts into the capital to plot evil. If he hadn't been clever enough to discover the flaw through the purchase of the post house and expose it in advance, no one knows how many people would have suffered. Her most cherished parents, siblings, might also be among them;
Secondly, the person who killed Sun Fengyuan was clearly the city lord whom she respected so much, his cheap dad. His father should still be alive now, so it's not his father's turn to pay his debts. What's more, Song Chengwei is not his real father, but an NPC. How come the player suddenly takes such a big blame?
Third, Bai Zhaocheng even dared to create a clone of the Strange Ghost King, making it clear that he would fight Tianyong even if there was no reason. Song Yu just bumped into this stall, and it had nothing to do with him.
For such a moment, Song Yu suddenly felt the so-called "beautiful woman bringing disaster to the country". In the face of the torrent of the times, they often have no decision-making power, but they are regarded by everyone as the ones who subjectively caused all this, and are pushed out and beheaded. As if everything would be peaceful without her.
In the last episode, Song Yu slaughtered a city in seconds and didn't dare to say that he was so capable, okay?
Song Yu's ideological realm and his resentment were obviously incapable of being felt by the two maids. The pink-clothed maid was in a very low mood: "Now that the second young master and the eldest lady have left, only us, the minimum slaves, are left in the palace. How long can such a life last? If the city is destroyed, sister, we What should we do?”
There was a hint of coldness in these words, which made the maid in green shudder. But after all, they were both sisters who stayed until the end, and they had a deep relationship. She still hugged the pink-clad maid and sighed: "If you summon evil spells in vain, you will not be blessed by God. Now the Duke of Guo has personally led the Security Department to the front line. I hope there will be good news soon."
Song Yu's eyes lit up. Lin Ting isn't here? Although Lin Ting's forces will still closely monitor him and Song Chengwei, Song Yu doesn't think that group of people can solve Nanshi much without him. Then wouldn’t he come and go more freely?
It’s just that the brutality of the battle between Tianyong and Bai Zhao has exceeded Song Yu’s imagination. The strange ghosts and beasts of Bai Zhao are already so arrogant, so Bai Zhao City has never thought about the consequences? Or do you no longer care about the consequences, and all you want is a sure win?
The space in the rockery gap is limited, and Xie Nanshi is very close to Song Yu. Naturally, he can see the worry on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said via voice transmission: "Your father is Tianyong's Dinghai Shenzhen. With him here, even if he is an alien, The Ghost King himself doesn't dare to attack easily. Aren't you here to save this Dinghai Needle?"
Xie Nanshi always did more than he said. Song Yu didn't expect that one day he would be so relieved by him. He was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said: "You are right, I was here to complete the main mission. of."
After explaining the plot, the two maids walked away. Xie Nanshi didn't waste any time and arrived outside the city lord's palace following the few ups and downs of Song Yu. On the way here, Song Yu's heart became heavier and heavier. Although two maids had spoken in advance, seeing that there were not many slaves in the huge palace, Song Yu still felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.
On the other hand, the number of guards seemed large. Everyone's face was filled with horror. Perhaps they all regard this as Tianyong's last place worth protecting.
The bedroom is still the same, with the doors and windows closed. But these did not stop Jie Nanshi. Taking advantage of the guard's daze, he rushed in with Song Yu. Opening and closing the door didn't make much sound. The guard was not sure whether he was hallucinating, but he thought that the palace was still maintained by formations. Since the formations did not warn him, maybe it was just his own illusion.
Xie Nanshi also felt this formation. This made Jie Nanshi, who felt a huge blockage as soon as he entered the room, tense up all over. But then he felt something coming from Song Yu's hand holding his, causing him to pass through the invisible curtain and come to another space extremely smoothly.
Song Yu was also a little dazed.
The sweet smell of chronic illness in the room seemed to be more pungent than the last time he came, and it also carried a suffocating silence. These breaths flowed slowly due to the two people's intrusion, and they were naturally noticed keenly.
"Since you're all here and you haven't shown up yet, do you want me to invite you?" Song Chengwei's voice came from afar, followed by the sound of rustling fabric.
Xie Nanshi stepped out of the hiding place without hesitation. Song Yu touched his nose and followed.
Song Chengwei opened the gauze curtain on the bed and looked at the two people. When he saw Song Yu standing in front of him unscathed, his face became a little relieved, and then it turned into displeasure. Although he didn't have the confidence to say what he said, With a bit of sternness: "You are no longer Tianyong's young master. Didn't An Chen tell you not to come back again?"
This old man was really stubborn. Song Yu, who was a little nervous at first, now calmed down. He pulled up a stool and sat down: "What's the use of telling her? You said I'm not Tianyong's Young City Master." Well, then why haven’t I heard people talk about it? In the final analysis, you just said a few angry words at home without giving any clear proof of separation from the parent-child relationship."
Song Chengwei only felt that after Song Yu left this time, there were a lot more words that he didn't understand. He knew that he didn't have much time left, so his impatience finally subsided. He got up from the bed and walked slowly to the table. His clothes were extremely loose and trailed to the floor, making him look like a ghost from a distance.
"Let's go after eating." Song Chengwei said loudly, and he sat down and stretched out his chopsticks.
Song Yu looked at a table of high-grade delicacies and swallowed silently. What a sin, why don't you let him eat something delicious after he's gone home?
Even so, after seeing Song Chengwei's desire, Song Yu sat next to him, and Xie Nanshi also sat down quietly.
Song Chengwei ate in silence. With his cultivation level, he no longer needs to eat, but now his body must replenish energy through such actions. The meat was braised so tender that it would fall apart when cut with chopsticks. Song Chengwei remained silent and put the piece of meat into his mouth, refusing with difficulty and firmness.
Song Chengwei looked greedy and couldn't eat, so he could only put down his chopsticks and pretend to be angry: "Speak clearly first. Even if you don't recognize me as your son, I am still a mediocre person. Why can't I come back?"
Song Chengwei was about to curse angrily, but he couldn't take a breath and coughed violently again. His body was slightly stooped. Despite this, Song Chengwei still raised a stubborn finger to accuse Song Yu.
Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and without any hesitation, he grabbed Song Chengwei's wrist. With this touch, Song Chengwei's character status can be seen at a glance. There is no explanation except that the face is full, and it is only full? ? ? Outside the status bar is a newly added "eating" buff, which restores a small amount of his blood. At this time, Song Chengwei's health bar was only a quarter, and the blood line was shaking all the time. It was probably due to the conflict between the blood-increasing effect of eating and his own blood-draining effect.
This is completely different from Song Yu's diagnosis of Song Chengwei last time. Song Yu felt for a moment that Song Chengwei was really going to die.
"You..." Song Chengwei was caught unexpectedly. Although he didn't feel that Song Yu wanted to harm him, he still instinctively wanted him to let go. But Song Yu's movements were faster, and he activated his skill - Painting Doctor with a single movement.
After a slight feeling of weightlessness, Song Yu came to the skill space. It was still pure black with no distinction between up, down, left and right, which made Song Yu feel a little bit PTSD. There are some light spots floating in the sky.
"Huh? Is there no skill guidance for the first time?" Song Yu felt something strange. Even if the skills in the past were cheating, they still had explanations.
But this is not a problem for Song Yu. After all, this is not the first time that he has been trapped in such a space. Not long after, Song Yu was sent out of the skill space.
Song Chengwei had already reacted at this time, but before he could say anything else, Song Yu had already used the skill again neatly.
Although he had not been in the skill space for a long time before, he had already found some ways to use skills through trial and error. The fingertips crossed the void, and the greenish fluorescence gathered on the fingertips, forming streamlines one after another in the air. Although I don’t know why these two words go together, as the name suggests, Song Yu just used his fingertips to draw a glowing figure. He was tall, short, fat and thin just like Song Chengwei, but his eyebrows and eyes were different. Can't describe it.
This time he stayed obviously longer than last time. It seems that drawing the right lines can extend the use time of his skills. But there was nothing else in front of him except this human figure glowing green. Song Yu could only be confused and continued to draw randomly through trial and error, but he actually drew a few more lines.
But with only a few, he was pushed out of the skill space.
After leaving the space, he immediately pushed the delicacies on the table a little further away. Song Chengwei now needs to eat to maintain his blood line, but he does not drink alcohol. Song Yu ran out of wine to drink, so he wet his fingertips with the soup he had scooped up earlier, and drew a few lines on the table that he had successfully drawn blindly. He looked up at Jie Nanshi and Song Chengwei: "What is this? "
"It's like meridians." Xie Nanshi said.
Song Yu's eyes shone: "You are right. Then how to draw the remaining meridians?"
Jie Nanshi didn't care if his fingertips were dipped in soup. No matter how precise you are, you can't prevent this cramped place from becoming a mess.
Song Yu's eyes widened and he tried to remember where Xie Nanshi had just started. Then he heard Song Chengwei sigh: "Follow me."
He led the two of them to the bookcase aside. Because he was ill, some important matters were moved to the bedroom to deal with, and pens, inks, paper and inkstones were all available. Xie Nanshi started writing quickly. The direction of meridians is the most important thing for practitioners to study. Soon he drew an extremely detailed drawing: "Although everyone's meridians will be slightly different, in general they are in this way."
"Okay." Song Yu remembered this picture firmly in his heart, then turned to look at Song Chengwei, and said very matter-of-factly, "Here you go."
