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

The venerables who had recovered from the shock were once again shocked to the point of being stunned.

Wha, what? ? ?

What is this little kitten? !

Night Van Cat? !

That long-extinct auspicious beast, the Night Brahma Cat? ? ?

Facing all kinds of looks, Rong Yueyuan didn't panic.

He couldn't kill the giant beast with the head of a wolf and the body of a bear, so how could he defeat these people?

After a moment of salivation, they stopped trying to snatch it.

This is the God of Death, the famous God of Death, a God of Death, a mature Night Brahma Cat, no need, no need.

The head of the Helian family looked at Rong Yueyuan with real envy.

The little-known black cat is an auspicious beast, and the Taoist companion found in the lower world is now the son of the great god Chen Ling. The fifth elder's fate is really good.

However, just because Song Yizhi would not give the demigod beast to Rong Yueyuan, it did not mean that she would not give the demigod beast to others.

Changqiu Sect, Yaowang Valley, and her relatives and friends.

He didn't believe that Song Yizhi would not show favoritism!

"Song Shenzi has many relatives and friends, but there is only one demigod beast. If Song Shenzi shows favoritism, the most difficult thing to do will be Shenzi." Zhang Nongliu suddenly said, "Song Shenzi is a smart person, she will not do such a thing."

"This demigod beast is a hot potato. Except for the Changqiu Sect, Yaowang Valley cannot hold it, let alone others." Ye Su said bluntly.

Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, and he immediately said to the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect, "Sir Ye's words make sense. How about I give the Changqiu Sect a demigod beast?"

……

Several heads of aristocratic families tried hard to keep their expressions calm, but they couldn't hold it back. Although they dared to be angry but dared not speak out, they were afraid that they had already begun to curse in their hearts.

"Are you giving it to the sect master or to the great elder?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

Song Yizhi scratched his head, obviously embarrassed.

"The Changqiu Sect does not lack this demigod beast." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded.

Song Yizhi calmed down a little, and then looked at the heads of the aristocratic families. His calm voice revealed undeniable strength, "As long as the demigod beast appears in Zijing Mansion, I will grab it and keep it by my side. This is not a negotiation."

The head of the aristocratic family, who did not dare to be angry or speak out, was so aggrieved that he almost vomited blood.

Song Yizhi looked at the heads of these aristocratic families and smiled gently, "Assuming that the demigod beast appears, I hope that you all will be calm and that the weapon refiner conference can be concluded smoothly so that everything can be discussed and discussed. If you cause any trouble, I will immediately ask Yanshi Duo A contracted beast."

Yanshi? !

They dare not take action against Song Yizhi, but this does not mean that they dare to take action against Yanshi.

This Song Yizhi! ! !

It's so annoying! !

But what can I do if I get angry again? They can only hold back!

Palace Master Han's eyes were shining when he looked at Song Yizhi.

In Palace Master Han's eyes, Song Yizhi seemed to be glowing at this time. He really seemed to have made a golden body for Song Yizhi and offered it to him!

"The Son of God is tired after running around for so long. Everyone, please disperse and let the Son of God go back and rest." Palace Master Han said gently.

None of you have any objections.

Before Song Yizhi left, he took a storage bag to Rong Yueyuan.

Zong Zhengling and Ye Su continued to disguise themselves and left with Song Yizhi.

When they returned to their residence, Bei Xianyue and the other three came to greet them.

They knew what was going on in front of them, and the reason why they didn't go there was because they were afraid of being a disservice. In addition to the previous instructions from Zong Zhengling, the three of them stayed in the yard obediently.

Now that they saw Song Yizhi and the two seniors back, they were concerned and curious.

"Song Yizhi, are you back? Why do you look so bad? You..." Before Bei Xianyue could finish her concerned words, Song Yizhi vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

Bei Xianyue was shocked.

Seeing this, Ye Su quickly reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's wrist to check for pulse.

The black blood that Song Yizhi vomited spilled onto the ground, and the ground was immediately corroded to the point where white smoke was rising. Bei Xianyue and the others looked at Song Yizhi with solemn concern.

After Zong Zhengling raised a barrier, he asked with a solemn expression, "When were you poisoned?"

On the high platform before, they couldn't see any flaws.

"It should have been when we were in the Western Demon Realm." Song Yizhi raised his hand to wipe the blood on his mouth, and turned to look at his godmother, whose face was serious and ugly, "It's okay, godmother, you'll be fine after a while."

There are so many behemoths, such a sinister and huge array of undead and resentful ghosts, and the 'Star God' that is eyeing them. It is difficult to deal with these things in such a short period of time, even if the gods want to escape unscathed.

Ye Su raised his eyes to meet the gazes of the other people and shook his head.

There was nothing she could do about this poison.

Zong Zhengling's expressions became solemn.

"With your strength, it can make you like this, this poison..." Ye Su looked at his precious daughter and said guiltily, "It's because my godmother is useless, it's because my godmother is not good at medicine."

Zhizhi’s physical condition is very, very bad!

The poison in her body that she had never seen before was destroying her body, but a powerful and vital force was repairing it.

If it weren't for that power that is constantly repairing, I'm afraid Zhizhi...

Ye Su's heart palpitated for a moment, worried and scared.

After spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Song Yizhi had time to breathe. She took it easy, suppressed the poison, and then comforted her godmother, "This is poison that is rushing to kill gods. Godmother, you don't have to blame yourself."

That 'Star God' was able to research this kind of poison before he became a god, so he was considered a genius.

Ye Su looked at Song Yizhi worriedly.

Song Yizhi smiled, then took out his hand and walked to the table to sit down, "It's okay."

Looking at that bloodless face, several people didn't know what to say for a while.

Just a mouthful of blood corroded the floor and created a pit. This poison...if it were them, they would be dead if they were exposed to it!

"Don't tell anyone about this. These are troubled times." Song Yizhi looked at a few people and spoke in a slower tone.

Several people nodded.

Song Yizhi smoothed the dent with a movement of his fingers, restoring the floor to its original appearance, and then performed a dust-removing technique on himself.

The next second, the barrier raised by Zong Zhengling quickly shattered and disappeared.

The pressure of the gods that suddenly appeared forced several people to quickly take a few steps back.

God Shura looked at Song Yizhi's helpless appearance, and his voice became colder, "As expected."

"What?" Song Yizhi asked, pretending not to understand.

God Shura waved his hand and sent the people in the yard directly out, not even sparing the fish on the side.

Looking at the barrier rising in the courtyard, several people looked at each other, but they didn't know what to do.

"With your understanding, it's impossible for you not to be able to master divine power until now." Shura God's cold and sharp eyes locked on Song Yizhi, "I felt something was wrong when I froze the giant beast before. Even if it is a clone, it is impossible not to be frozen. live."

After he returned to the battlefield of gods and demons, he reviewed the situation while dealing with matters on the front line. As he reviewed the situation, he discovered something was wrong.

After quickly taking care of things, He came over again.

Song Yizhi looked at the majestic, cold and oppressive god a few steps away, and reached out to hook the teapot on the table.

"This is not your first time using a clone, aren't you familiar with it?" Song Yizhi's slow voice sounded a little lazy, but his tone was as brisk as ever.

"Sophistry." God Shura's voice became colder and sterner. Seeing that Song Yizhi's hand holding the teapot was shaking a little, He strode forward and snatched the teapot away, "You're still not telling the truth, are you?" (End of Chapter)