Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 120 Please enlighten me (2)
Who knows what strength this old man has?
All eyes turned to Song Hanxiu and Song Baiyi again.

Xie Heng asked again: "Is there anything else you want to challenge?"

There was a moment of extreme silence, and no one answered.

Song Hanxiu could only stand up, and Song Baiyi also stood up.

Song Hanxiu still holds his head high, which is the pride of the Song family.

Song Wanzhi stood up, Xiao Ye took Song Wanzhi's hand and said, "Sister, come back quickly, I'm hungry again, let's go back to eat after we finish the fight."

Song Wanzhi patted her head: "OK."

Xiaoye let go of her hand, and Song Wanzhi walked out.

She stood in front of Song Hanxiu, compared to her high head, Song Wanzhi was very gentle, neither the joy of victory nor the tension of challenge, she stood there like a spring breeze overnight.

But at this time, Song Baiyi suddenly said: "Song Wanzhi, you said you are an ordinary person, and it made us back down again and again. It's really a deep scheming!"

Song Wanzhi smiled: "It seems that Wanzhi has never said that he is an ordinary person."

Everyone was taken aback.

That's right, the girl in front of me never said that she was an ordinary person. From the beginning, everyone added to her that she was a village girl, vulgar, useless, and ignorant.

Because, she dared to compare with Miss Qiuxin, even Miss Qiuxin was just the daughter of the Prime Minister's successor, how could a village girl from outside step on Miss Qiuxin's head?

Therefore, he did not hesitate to use all means to belittle her.

But now, everyone realized that, yes, she never said it.

Song Baiyi sneered: "Since you are not an ordinary person, then this competition is not fair at all!"

When they were so arrogant and crushing before, Xiao Ye argued that it was fair?Yue Xiaoxing theorized fairness?But now, she was asking her for fairness.

Song Wanzhi looked at her, still smiling: "What do you want?"

Song Baiyi turned to Xie Heng: "His Royal Highness, at the beginning we gave in only because we thought Song Wanzhi's blood was normal, for the sake of fairness. So now, also for the sake of fairness, His Royal Highness, please ask for a touchstone to confirm Song Wanzhi's blood, and then decide the match."

Xie Heng looked at Song Wanzhi: "What do Miss Song think?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "As you wish."

Xie Heng's eyes shrank slightly, and he looked at Song Wanzhi again, but the girl in front of him had clear eyes and smiled peacefully, as if she didn't mean anything at all.

He then clapped his hands and said, "Go, touchstone."

People from all directions gasped again.

Ask for a touchstone on the spot, has this ever happened in the history of Tiancheng Banquet?
All of a sudden, everyone was excited again.

God, please touchstone, I really don't know what kind of bloodline Rong Ziyue's daughter is!

Is she as outstanding as her mother, or is she a trash with low blood as everyone has said?
Everyone guessed, and there were waves of noisy voices.

This was only the first night of the Tiancheng Banquet.

After two sticks of incense, a group of people wearing the uniforms of Tianhe Academy came side by side, and the one in the middle was holding a jade box.

What is placed in the jade box is naturally a touchstone.

A very inconspicuous stone, but the size of a fist, it looks similar to the stones you can see everywhere on the side of the road, but it is smoother, and I don't know how many people's hands have rubbed it so that it is so smooth.

Many people have never seen this legendary touchstone, and they didn't even blink their eyes for a while.

Xie Heng said: "Miss Song, please."

All eyes were on Song Wanzhi.

Song Wanzhi stepped forward with a smile, raised her hand, and her wide sleeve slid down, revealing a hand that bullied Shuang Saixue, like a orchid blooming at midnight.

Is it as bright as day, causing the grass to sprout under the stone, or is it flashing red, making the blood dull?
Song Wanzhi held the touchstone.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Blink once, blink twice, blink three times...

Huh?
Everyone looked at each other.

What, no reaction at all?

No matter how poor Rong Ziyue's daughter's qualifications are, she won't be unresponsive!
At this time, the old man holding the touchstone said: "No blood."

As soon as the word "no blood" was said, not only the others, but also Xie Heng, Song Hanxiu and Song Baiyi were taken aback for a moment.

No matter how bad it is, can it be so bad that it has no blood at all? !
Song Wanzhi let go, and said, "Perhaps this touchstone is not a good match for me."

This time, Song Baiyi sneered directly.

"laugh--"

Very harsh sound.

Because everyone knows that the touchstone that has been passed down for hundreds of years has never made a mistake, and it is impossible to make a wrong judgment.

And Song Wanzhi was undoubtedly the worst kind.

Worse than trash.

Everyone's eyes were full of regrets, hey, it seems that there is no good show to watch.

Song Baiyi sneered and said, "Song Wanzhi, you really didn't disappoint everyone. Well, you choose, what are you good at?"

Song Wanzhi looked at her, and said, "I saw the two of you wearing swords at your waist, and I think you are good at swords, so Wanzhi will follow you."

Everyone looked at her like a patient again.

To even want to compete with Miss Song Baiyi and Song Hanxiu?Who doesn't know that the "spring breeze blowing the willow sword" of these two ladies has reached its peak?
Is this to make yourself lose face?

Song Baiyi glanced at her contemptuously: "Song Wanzhi, once I take out this sword, I won't turn back until it is stained with blood. If you are injured and you only have one face to see, how can you survive?"

What she said was really rude.

Song Wanzhi said flatly: "Let's call first. But Wanzhi has a request."

"Let's talk about what else you want. I will back down to you in a fair manner. After all, bullying a person without blood is not a glorious thing." Song Baiyi was very proud and generous.

Song Wanzhi looked at her with a little coldness in his eyes, but no one knew what this coldness could destroy.

She opened her mouth, her voice shining like waves: "My sister doesn't like you, my uncle Wang doesn't like you, my friends don't like you, and I don't like you very much. So, from today on, please, and you Mrs. Song, my mother, no matter who you see among us, even a horse, please roll as far as you can."

Everyone was shocked!
Song Wanzhi casually picked up a plum branch on the field, it was unknown how long ago, and there was a withered bud on it.

She stood in front of everyone, smiled, bowed slightly, and uttered three words.

"Please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)