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

Seeing Song Yiyue's shocked look, Ye Su raised his hand and patted Song Yiyue on the head.

"Song Luo has really treated you badly." Ye Su said with some distress.

???

Song Yiyue stared at Ye Su blankly, feeling a little confused.

Did her mother treat her badly?

Ye Su looked at Song Yiyue's dumb look and said with some emotion, "This is not a rare thing."

Song Luo was really harsh to Song Yiyue.

I'll have a chance to talk to her later.

Song Yiyue:? !

Immortal level eighth-grade purple ginseng, isn’t it a rare thing? !

Song Yiyue swallowed her saliva, looked at Ye Su's expression that it was no big deal, and said hesitantly, "Sir Ye, this is the eighth-grade immortal-level purple ginseng!"

This is not the eighth level, this is the eighth level immortal level! !

Seeing that the chicken soup in Song Yizhi's bowl was almost empty, Ye Su reached out to take her bowl and gave her a refill.

Song Yizhi raised his head and glanced at his godmother, then lowered his head and continued drinking.

"Drink quickly, it will cool down the smell." Ye Su said.

Song Yiyue said "Oh", then steadily scooped up the chicken soup and put it into her mouth.

Well, it is indeed the chicken soup stewed with immortal-level eighth-grade purple ginseng. It’s so fragrant!

Song Yiyue put the spoon aside, picked up the bowl and took a few mouthfuls.

After finishing the soup, Song Yizhi started eating.

After eating and drinking, Song Yizhi and Ye Su said a few words and prepared to go back to rest.

Ye Su looked at Song Yiyue, who was immersed in eating, and raised his hand to touch her head.

Seeing Song Yiyue like this really gave me a sense of accomplishment.

After Song Yiyue had eaten and drank enough, she cleared up the mess on the table with great discernment.

After cleaning up, Song Yiyue didn't see Su Dai. She said something to Ye Su and went out.

inside the house.

Looking at Song Yizhi who was half awake and half asleep on the bed, Rong Yueyuan walked up and hugged Lan Yungui and sat on the edge of the bed, "Zhizhi, Song Yiyue is out."

Song Yizhi responded.

Su Dai was probably studying the poison in the house. Yueyue had nothing to do and must have gone out to look for Mu Qinqing.

Looking at Song Yizhi who was about to fall asleep, Rong Yueyuan stopped talking. He put Lan Yun on the ground and went to meditate.

Lan Yungui was very well-behaved, she wandered around the house quietly.

The next day.

Song Yizhi opened one eye and looked at it, then closed it and prepared to continue sleeping.

Lan Yungui lay beside the bed and looked at Song Yizhi.

After finishing his meditation, Rong Yueyuan stood up and walked over. Looking at Song Yizhi who was not about to get up, he bent over and sat beside the bed.

"Don't want to go?" Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.

Song Yizhi responded.

"How is your health?" Rong Yueyuan asked concernedly, and then took the hand that had been stabbed to check the condition of the wound.

Song Yizhi tried his best to open his eyes and looked at Rong Yueyuan.

"It should be fine." A confused voice sounded. After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi yawned, "Aren't you going to the weapon refiner conference?"

"Let me think about it." Seeing that the wound had healed, Rong Yueyuan put her hand back into the quilt.

It stands to reason that when Zhi Zhi was seriously injured, he would definitely not have the thought to get over it.

Song Yizhi reached out and took Rong Yueyuan's hand, and a sleepy voice sounded, "Yuyuan, do you understand?"

"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi opened one eye and looked at Rong Yueyuan, with curiosity in his eyes.

"God Shura came yesterday and didn't mention your physical condition." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, Song Yizhi suddenly woke up and looked at Rong Yueyuan eagerly.

Seeing how Song Yizhi suddenly became energetic, Rong Yueyuan held her hand and said helplessly, "I just think it's impossible for him to forget, so the reason why he didn't mention it is that you are in good health. It's almost done." Zhizhi's continued weakness made him think about it, but he couldn't tell. After all, the poison was directed at killing gods.

But the way Shura didn't mention anything made him more certain.

If Zhizhi's condition is still very bad and has not improved, it is impossible for God Shura not to mention it at all.

Song Yizhi looked Rong Yueyuan up and down.

"What if?" Song Yizhi regained her laziness and said, "You have seen the toxicity of this poison. Although I am a god, I am here to kill gods."

Rong Yueyuan slowly shook his head.

Under Song Yizhi's surprised gaze, Rong Yueyuan said thoughtfully, "Maybe the poison in your body has not been completely eliminated, but I think it won't be that serious."

Vomiting blood once will expel a little bit of the poison. Zhizhi has already vomited so much poisonous blood intermittently. No matter how much it can be alleviated, it will definitely not become more serious.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan quietly.

"How is it compared to before?" Rong Yueyuan simply asked in a different way.

Song Yizhi looked at the man sitting upright with his eyes bent, and asked something strange, "Fifth Elder, has anyone ever praised you for how smart you are?"

Rong Yueyuan recalled it and replied seriously, "Probably not."

It seemed that her half-dead look yesterday was just an act.

Song Yizhi was amused.

"Take Mingyue to see the world." Song Yizhi took out his hand, then put it on Lan Yungui's head and touched it twice.

Lan Yungui looked at his mother quietly.

Rong Yueyuan responded, then reached out and hugged Lan Yungui.

Song Yizhi saw Rong Yueyuan wanting to give instructions, raised his hand and waved, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Rong Yueyuan looked helpless.

The scene of the weapon refiner conference.

When Rong Yueyuan came back with Lan Yun in his arms, it was already too late.

Seeing that only he came, Song Yizhi did not come, and countless people had different thoughts.

They all heard about what happened yesterday.

When the game on the stage started, Song Yizhi still didn't show up.

Palace Master Han glanced at Rong Yueyuan, and just when everyone thought Palace Master Han would ask questions, he withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this, many people's appetites were whetted.

What's going on with Song Yizhi!

Seeing Palace Master Han acting like this, he seemed to be avoiding the conversation.

After the first game, several venerables on the high platform began to score and communicate.

Palace Master Han and Rong Yueyuan were very calm, but the others were gradually losing their temper.

When the rankings were announced, an aristocratic family leader couldn't keep his temper. He directly asked Rong Yueyuan, "Fifth Elder, why didn't Son of Song come?"

Rong Yueyuan turned his head and looked over, and a warm and low voice sounded, "Little girl is sleepy."

?

The head of the aristocratic family was confused.

"Yes, Song Shenzi is only in his early 2000s. Compared with us old guys, he is really a little girl." Mo Jingchun said.

When Mo Jingchun's voice fell, many people remembered Song Yizhi's age.

Because of Song Yizhi's skills and abilities, many people subconsciously thought that she must be very old.

But now when they talked about it in public, they realized that Song Yizhi was ridiculously young!

She is younger than many of the people here.

"Because of the Son of God's ability, I have forgotten that she is young." Palace Master Han's gentle voice sounded, and then he added, "The Son of God's injury has not healed, so it is best to recuperate at the residence."

Rong Yueyuan nodded slightly.

Seeing that the rankings had been announced, Palace Master Han said, "Come on, it's time to comment."

After finishing speaking, Palace Master Han was the first to comment. (End of chapter)