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

Chapter 10
When Rong Yueyuan walked into the kitchen, he saw Song Yizhi busy in an orderly manner, and the things on the stove were neatly arranged.

"I don't cook many sweet and sour pork ribs, so eat less. If you dare to fight me for the last piece, you won't be able to eat braised pork in the future!" Song Yizhi passed the sweet and sour pork ribs over. Yue Yuanshi was so frightened that he let go of his hands.

It's a pity that Yueyuan reacted quickly and held the porcelain plate, otherwise this plate of sweet and sour pork ribs might have to feed the floor.

Song Yizhi took a step back with the spatula, and he couldn't hide his surprise, "Fifth Elder?! Why are you?"

Rong Yueyuan was holding the porcelain plate, and he glanced down at the small ribs on the plate.

The small rows wrapped in thick sweet and sour sauce are deep red in color and shiny, and the sesame and green onion embellishments look even more delicious.

"Mulao is looking at Fengshui." Rong Yueyuan gathered together to gather the pan, and his gentle voice was slightly joking, "I'll tell Mulao right now, um, don't worry, the sweet and sour pork ribs are all yours."

The beautiful Rong Yueyuan is really out of tune with the kitchen, but he doesn't seem to have any discomfort.

"..."

Seeing Rong Yueyuan's expression of "Don't worry, I won't fight with you, I will also watch Mu Lao not fight with you", Song Yizhi clenched the spatula tightly and took a deep breath.

Fifth Elder must think he is a cheapskate now!

Obviously the stock is out, and she likes sweet and sour pork too much, she is really not stingy!
So angry!

It's all old!Let her little reputation be gone!

Song Yizhi squeezed the wooden handle of the spatula until it creaked, and roared outside, "Smelly old man, your beef jerky is gone!"

Let yourself be ashamed and thrown to Jiaoyue Peak, his beef jerky is gone!

Mu Lao came to the door of the kitchen with a "wheeze", "No! You are so unreasonable, girl! I am obviously looking at Feng Shui Wuxia clone, what's wrong with asking this kid to help serve the dishes!"

"Heh." Song Yizhi sneered, she lowered her head and continued cooking.

Don't you know that creatures like women are unreasonable from childhood to old age!
She is not happy!

Don't even think about being happy, Mr. Mu!

Mu Lao asked Rong Yueyuan to go out and leaned against the door frame. Under the temptation of the scent, he said spinelessly, "Oh, let's talk about it. Today's sweet and sour pork ribs are all yours, right? Beef jerky really can't No!"

Song Yizhi remained unmoved.

Mu Lao covered his face with his hands and began to cry, "The little girl is bullying the frail old man! Is there any reason!"

"There is no reason, there is geography." Song Yizhi said quietly, she took time to look at Mu Lao who was pretending, and said with disgust, "Stop howling, I can't squeeze a drop of tears for a long time, go and go."

"Old Mu." Rong Yueyuan walked up and said in a warm voice, "The gathering spirit array over there has been improved very well, and the abundant spiritual power is good for the growth of crops."

I have to say that the old and the young are really noisy enough.

Song Yizhi glanced at Mulao, his face was full of surprise, "I thought you were deliberately making excuses to be lazy, cough cough cough, I'm sorry, I wronged Mulao."

Mu Lao blew his beard and stared, "Do I look like that kind of person!"

Is not it?

You used to find excuses to be lazy before!

Song Yizhi slandered, then felt that he was wrong, and said with a smile, "How about I let you eat three extra pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs at noon today?"

Looking at the attractive sweet and sour pork ribs, Mu Lao nodded and reluctantly agreed.

Rong Yueyuan looked at these two people, as if he understood why they could become friends.

After dinner, Mu Lao improved Song Yizhi's field and left the Spirit Gathering Formation.

Song Yizhi also went down the mountain.

evening.

Song Yizhi Qingcai went to Changqiuzong after shopping.

"Senior Sister Song!" The enthusiastic voice made Song Yizhi tremble in reflex.

Of course, it wasn't fear but an aversion to cold.

Without Song Yizhi looking back, Lan Qianqian came up and walked in front of Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi was speechless looking at Lan Qianqian like that.

I decided to go out without reading the almanac!

However, a direct disciple who has just started is not busy practicing but comes down the mountain instead. This is not quite like Lan Qianqian.

What bad idea is she holding back?

Cui Ye, the personal disciple of the Fourth Elder, walked up to Song Yizhi and nodded in two steps, "Junior Sister Song."

"Senior Brother Cui." Song Yizhi nodded in return, and then waved his hand, "Senior Brother Cui, I'm hurrying back to cook, so let's go first!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yizhi turned around and left, as if he was in a hurry.

Cui Ye was about to say something when he noticed that the fluctuations in the spiritual power around him were abnormal. Looking at the crossbow arrows coming through the air, he said urgently, "Be careful!"

As soon as the words came out, he summoned a magic weapon to block the crossbow arrow for Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi took two steps back as if frightened.

Lan Qianqian only felt a little pity.

If the senior brother made a slower move, would Song Yizhi die?pity.

The sneak attack failed, and the people in the dark came out.

There were more than ten people in the group, and the one with the lowest level of cultivation was Jindan, and there were two Nascent Souls among them, but Cui Ye was only at the late stage of Jindan, Lan Qianqian was at the early stage of Qi refining, and Song Yizhi was a foundation-builder, but this foundation-builder was weak. too big.

In short, the gap between the two sides is too large.

The eyes of the leading woman fell directly on Song Yizhi, and she did not hide her determination in her eyes, "Song Yizhi, Song Yizhi, after squatting for half a month, I can say that I have squatted for you!"

Lan Qianqian immediately understood that these people were targeting Song Yizhi, in other words, she and her senior brother were innocently implicated!
What a scourge!
Song Yizhi recalled it, but she really didn't have such a person in her mind, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, either you follow me obediently, or..." The woman laughed twice, revealing her killing intent.

Cui Ye stood firmly in front of Song Yizhi and said coldly, "Unless I die, you don't want to take Junior Sister Song away!"

Lan Qianqian looked at her senior brother and couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, seeing Cui Ye looked at her and said innocently, "Senior brother, Qianqian doesn't think these people seem to want Senior Sister Song's life, maybe there is something wrong with them. Senior Sister Song said."

Song Yizhi was not surprised to see Lan Qianqian persuade Cui Ye to give up herself.

If Lan Qianqian didn't do this, then she wouldn't be Lan Qianxi!
"No!" Cui Ye resolutely said, "These people are not kind, and Junior Sister Song can still survive if she falls into their hands?! This place is not far from Changqiu Sect, and the sect will know about it!"

Lan Xixi didn't dare to say anything more.

If this goes on, he may end up being accused of not being united with the same sect.

But she really hoped that Song Yizhi would be kidnapped or killed by these people.

"You want to hold me hostage and blackmail your mother?" Song Yizhi said lazily, "Or do you want to kill me and severely injure your mother?"

She has experienced many such scenes, including being hijacked a few times. In short, this incident is really not something to be nervous about for her.

The woman didn't intend to answer Song Yizhi's questions, she said, "Do it."

"bump--"

The loud sound of the collision of spiritual power made Song Yizhi instantly deaf.

After recovering, Song Yizhi saw Cui Ye fighting with that group of people.

Lan Qianqian stood aside and looked at Song Yizhi's laziness, her teeth itching with anger.

How can she be so calm and calm as the culprit? !

(End of this chapter)