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

Song Yizhi took two steps forward and said in a gentle voice, "Will you let me go so easily?"

Under the dazzling sunshine, Song Yizhi's delicate and beautiful face was even brighter than the sun. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I have ruined your plans time and time again. Will you let me go so easily?"

As soon as Song Yizhi said this, the venerables behind Song Yizhi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Doesn't this anger the demon cultivator?

As expected, the demon cultivators on the city wall were instantly angered.

"Okay, okay!" Mo Xiu gritted his teeth and heard the voice immediately. He seemed to be very angry with Song Yizhi, "Choose one of the two, as long as you stab yourself twice in the heart, I will let it go!"

Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Keep your word!" the demon cultivator said sadly.

He didn't believe that the injured Song Yizhi could still leave this bloody formation alive! !
Song Yizhi nodded, "I choose the left."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yizhi flipped her wrist, holding the short blade and stabbing it into the heart without hesitation.

"Miss Song!!"

The venerables who were calm and calm a second ago suddenly panicked.

Song Yizhi raised his hand, then pulled out the short blade and stabbed it in again.

!!!

The stopped venerables surrounded him.

As the demon cultivator wished, Song Yizhi's aura suddenly weakened.

"Let him go." Song Yizhi tried his best to speak in a tight voice.

The demon cultivator waved his hand, and dozens of ordinary people were pushed off the city wall.

Granny Bu and Shen Chen quickly went to pick them up.

Mo Xiu couldn't help laughing when he saw the chaotic scene on Song Yizhi's side.

"There's another one!" The malicious voice sounded again. When Song Yizhi covered the wound and looked over, the demon cultivator put the long sword in his hand on Qing Qianqian's neck, "Do you want to save her?"

The head of the Qing family looked at the blood seeping out of Song Yizhi's fingers, and his expression turned ugly.

"Miss Song..." the head of the Qing family said cruelly, "It really can't be done..."

"This is the most beautiful woman in the world of immortal cultivators. It is said that she loves your Taoist companion. Do you want to save her?" The evil cultivator's voice interrupted the head of the Qing family.

Song Yizhi laughed and said, "You want me to enter the blood evil formation?"

"You are indeed a new god." The demon cultivator rubbed the long sword in his hand against Qing Qianqian's neck.

Qing Qianqian only felt a pain in her neck.

"Are you going in or not?" the demon cultivator's malicious voice sounded.

Looking at the city gate that was slowly opening, Song Yizhi walked over slowly and slowly.

Shen Chen, who was picking up the people back, stopped the venerables who wanted to stop him. Under their serious faces, he clasped his hands and recited a Buddha's name.

When those venerables saw this, they really wanted to twist off Shen Chen's head and beat it like a wooden fish.

When did this happen! !
"bump--"

As Song Yizhi's voice walked into the city gate, the heavy city gate closed instantly, and the demon cultivator and Qing Qianqian on the city wall disappeared.

The hearts of these venerables were in their throats.

"break--"

The clear and crisp voice reached the ears of these venerables.

"Boom——"

Shen Chen put a barrier on those ordinary people with his backhand, and then placed another barrier on himself.

Ice-blue silk threads penetrated the blood-colored clouds and mist over Wen City, and those clouds and mist were torn apart in an instant. Then, Wen City suddenly collapsed and threw up thick dust, making it difficult to see clearly!
what's the situation? !

"father!!"

The familiar voice made Qingjiajia take the initiative.

The head of the Qing family caught Qing Qianqian who was flying over. Looking at his messy and dirty daughter, he asked anxiously, "Where is Miss Song?!"

"She said she went to the Western Demon Realm for a stroll." The head of the Qing family relaxed his grip.

Before Qing Qianqian could react, she came into close contact with the ground.

"Contact the Great Elder quickly!" The head of the Qing family said in a deep voice, "Miss Song was seriously injured and ran to the Western Demon Realm!"

"Are you worried about the West Demon Realm?" A faint voice floated over.

The head of the Qing family said without thinking, "I'm afraid something will happen to Miss Song!"

"You're thinking too much." Song Luo said quietly in the crowd.

The head of the Qing family looked for the sound and saw the cold and noble elder standing there with his arms folded. He seemed to have been here for a while.

"Great Elder..." the head of the Qing family spoke.

Song Luo raised her hand to interrupt the head of the Qing family. She said quietly, "Her two knives didn't penetrate at all."

Ah? ? ?
The venerables present looked at Song Luo with questions.

Miss Song's sharp and crisp sword movements, or two knives, didn't penetrate? ? ?
"That blood is very fishy." Song Luo thought for a moment and then described it, "It's like the blood of an animal."

"Miss Song is from the Phoenix clan. Isn't that very..." In Song Luo's cold and indifferent eyes, the voice of the master of the Music Pavilion became smaller and smaller.

Were they cheated? ? ?
"The blood of the Phoenix clan doesn't taste like this." Song Luo said lightly.

Have you tried it? ?

Many of the venerables swallowed back the words that came to their lips. Their expressions were a little complicated. They breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt that Song Yizhi was really...

Forget it, it'll be fine.

"Aren't you going to take a look at Wen City?" Song Luo's voice was very calm, so calm that it felt like a commonplace numbness.

Everyone looked at it.

Wencheng where the dust has fallen... Where is Wencheng? !
Wenzhou is such a big city! ! !

……

The cool wind blew by, fluttering their clothes, but could not blow away their dullness.

Qing Qianqian patted the dust on her body and saluted the venerables.

"The situation on the battlefield of gods and demons has improved." Qing Qianqian said, "The newly developed antidote is very effective. You can feel at ease."

The head of the Qing family raised his hand and patted his daughter on the shoulder. Looking at her steady and capable look, he said with distress and pride, "You've grown up."

Qing Qianqian put on a smile, and then touched half of her red and swollen face.

The head of the Qing family proudly took out an ointment and handed it over.

Qing Qianqian poured some out and spread it evenly in the palm of her hand, then randomly touched a few handfuls on her face.

The head of the Qing family hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

As the children grow up, they also become rougher.

"I think you should discuss rebuilding Wen City." Song Luo's faint voice sounded again.

Shen Chen clasped his hands together and silently recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."

Stop being merciful! !
The master of the Musical Pavilion laughed twice, "How did the Great Elder know that there was something wrong with the Musical Pavilion? I left first. If you need anything, please contact me via the talisman!"

"You are going to the battlefield of gods and demons now, okay, my father will take you there personally." The head of the Qing family grabbed Qing Qianqian and left.

Just like this... ruins, reconstruction? ?
Spare him!

Qing Qianqian looked confused.

Palace Master Han pretended to take out the communication talisman, "Those little bastards blew up the refining furnace and injured people? I'll be right back!"

……

Grandma Bu moved her crutch horizontally to stop the crowd that was scattering.

"I haven't run away yet, why are you so anxious?" Grandma Bu said slowly.

There were awkward yet polite smiles on the faces of these venerables.

What are they running for?
If they don't run away, they will be forced to rebuild Wencheng together again! !
I knew Miss Song was scary in battle, but I never thought it would be so scary! !
That's Wencheng! Wenzhou is such a big city! In the blink of an eye, it’s gone! !
Seeing these sages who could hardly hold back their smiles, Song Luo wanted to laugh. (End of chapter)