Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Song Yizhi, who was on the front line, was carrying a gun.

If you use your divine power, it will be easy to kill this orc patchwork, but if you don't use your divine power and rely solely on brute force, it will indeed be a bit difficult.

One, two...

As if receiving instructions, the orcs gathered slowly towards Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi jumped in the air to avoid the orc's claws, then changed his gun in the air and struck down with the gun in his left hand.

The sound of head-on confrontation makes one's teeth sore.

"Why do I think Shenzi's marksmanship has improved again?"

"There are three or four pieces of patchwork surrounding the Son of God. Can the Son of God tolerate it?"

"If we go to help a group of gods..."

……

The monks on the city wall looked at Song Yizhi eagerly.

In this situation, they are indeed unable to intervene.

Qingjun in the crowd looked at Song Yizhi outside the city wall and once again realized how powerful she was.

"bump!"

"Pong!"

"clang!"

……

The patchwork piece with terrifyingly high defense gradually revealed its flaws under one shot after another.

But when there are flaws in these patchworks, it is the time of their death.

Song Yizhi finished killing a few of the pieces and saw that their bodies were still intact, so he put them away.

"Assemble the team and kill the enemy!"

The voice of the divine messenger sounded.

The monks on the city wall flew out of the city wall under the command of the divine envoy.

When Song Yizhi returned to the city wall, the divine envoy came to greet him, "Is the Son of God injured anywhere?"

As he spoke, the divine envoy looked Song Yizhi up and down.

The person was a little messy and a little bloody, but he didn't look like he was injured.

"I'm fine." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he glanced at the Baiying gun in his hand, "But there may be something wrong with my weapon."

The defensive power of those patchwork pieces was indeed a bit outrageous, and the tip of her gun was notched.

The angel glanced at the incomplete gun head and fell silent.

"It's okay." Song Yizhi said, "I'll go wander around somewhere else."

The divine envoy nodded, then raised his hand and saluted Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi went to Liufang Pass after leaving Chundu Pass.

As soon as people arrived at Liufang Pass, they were greeted by several sword auras.

Song Yizhi quickly dodged and then saw Su Dai and Rong Yueyuan killing everyone outside the city wall.

Seeing this, Song Yizhi put away his white tassel gun, took out his long sword and killed him.

When two identical sword auras lit up, those resting on the city wall couldn't help but be stunned.

"Fifth Elder is making a clone?"

"This clone looks very strong too!"

"You can feel the terror of these two sword energies through the defensive formation."

Song Yiheng leaned against the city wall. Regarding the speculation that he had strayed to his grandma's house, he said quietly, "That's Shenzi Song!"

"what?!"

……

Song Yizhi, who was not used to using a sword for a while, hit him and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Seeing Song Yizhi chasing the sword, Su Dai simply didn't notice.

"Zhizhi, don't mistake your sword for a gun." Rong Yueyuan's helpless voice sounded.

Song Yizhi said "Oh" and then rushed into the pile of demons with his long sword in hand.

"I want to go too." Song Yiyue's resentful voice sounded in her brother's ears.

Song Yiheng raised his head and glanced at the resentful Yaomei, and smiled gently, "My legs are broken."

Song Yiyue turned around and went to look for Huaizhu.

Huai Zhu raised his hand and touched Song Yiyue's head, "Yueyue, be good. I'll wait for you to adapt for two days. Then the envoy will arrange to go out to kill the enemy." Song Yiyue nodded obediently.

"Where's Yi Sui?" Song Yiheng asked.

Song Yiyue clapped her fingers and said, "I was detained by the ancestors of the back mountain, and they said they would not let me out until I reached the eighth realm."

"Very good." After Song Yiheng finished speaking, he went to see the situation outside the city wall.

There are five elders, senior Su Dai and Yuyu here at Liufang Pass. Now there is one more Zhizhi, and the pressure on other monks is instantly relieved.

I don’t know what the situation is like at other passes.

"It would be great if I could be like my sister." Song Yiyue's eyes showed a bit of yearning.

Song Yiheng glanced at Song Yiyue and remained silent.

It is a good thing for children to have goals and ideals.

Huai Zhu touched Song Yiyue's head and said, "Take your time."

It was already several hours after Song Yizhi was pulled back by Rong Yueyuan.

Song Yizhi calmed down and then greeted his brother and sister-in-law on the side.

"It's our turn to rest and go back?" Song Yiheng said softly.

Song Yizhi responded.

Small courtyard.

Su Dai went back to his room to adjust his breathing. There were only Rong Yueyuan and his wife, Song Yiheng and his wife, and Song Yiyue at the table in the courtyard.

"The sect sent many disciples to support us. I asked my mother and uncle, and they said that the sect has come to an end." Song Yiheng said to his sister.

Song Yizhi nodded.

"I met Bei Xianyue after I came back from the God's Relics, and then went to the sect..." Song Yizhi explained what happened before, and then asked his brother, "Did you know that we have an uncle?"

"...Now I know." After Song Yiheng finished speaking, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his eyebrows.

Even if my mother is unreliable, why is my uncle also starting to be unreliable?
It was impossible for them not to know about such a big thing, but for the most part, no one told them.

"Mother, they didn't tell you?" Song Yizhi said in surprise.

Huai Zhu raised his hand and patted Song Yiheng's shoulder, and said to Song Yizhi in a warm voice, "My mother and uncle didn't say anything. As for his father, he didn't contact him. Didn't he hear that there was something wrong with the demon world? My father also I didn’t contact him.”

"..." What a loving father and filial son.

Song Yizhi turned to look at Rong Yueyuan, with a clear look of complaint in his eyes.

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and touched Song Yizhi's head.

"Oh, uncle doesn't like me very much." Song Yiyue said. When her brother looked over, she said, "Maybe uncle doesn't like you very much either."

"How does he treat Zhizhi?" Song Yiheng asked.

Song Yiyue said, "I'm very good to my sister."

"That's okay." Song Yiheng said, "I will recognize this uncle for now."

Song Yiyue echoed, "I think so too, for the sake of his kindness to my sister and the fact that he has helped me, otherwise I would..."

"What?" Feng Yu's voice sounded like he was hiding a knife in his smile.

Song Yiheng looked over and saw Feng Yian and Feng Yulin walking in from the courtyard door.

Song Yiyue jumped up and hid behind her sister.

Looking at the face that looked exactly like his father, Song Yiheng stood up and said, "Uncle?"

"Meeting gift." Feng Yulin took out one and handed it over.

Song Yiheng took it and gave it to Huai Zhu on the side.

"Uncle." Song Yizhi called.

The expression on Feng Yulin's face suddenly became gentle.

"Brother is well." Feng Yian said.

"..." Song Yiheng took a deep breath and looked at Feng Yi'an with evil eyes, "Don't force me to beat you."

Feng Yi'an smiled gently.

Song Yizhi looked at the brothers silently.

It's a good idea to show respect to brothers and sisters.

Huai Zhu came up and pressed his husband's arm, and then said to the two men, "Uncle and Feng Shen, don't stand here. Come and sit."

"My sister-in-law and brother told me about you." After Feng Yulin sat down, he took out a box and handed it to Huai Zhu, "My nephew is lucky to have a Taoist companion like you. It's a meeting gift."

Huai Zhu reached out to take it and said gently, "Thank you, uncle." (End of Chapter)