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

When Palace Master Han came over in a hurry, Song Yizhi was eating.

Seeing Song Yizhi's sick look, Palace Master Han felt more than nervous and worried.

"Song Shenzi..." Palace Master Han bowed to Song Yizhi first, and then asked nervously, "Song Shenzi is..."

Whether the Weapon Refiner Conference can be successfully held depends entirely on this Son of God.

If this son of God makes a mistake, what happens next...

"Sit down and talk." Song Yizhi raised his hand and then looked at Rong Yueyuan and Zong Zhengling a few steps away.

Looking at Palace Master Han's appearance, what did these two people say to Palace Master Han?

After Master Han sat down on the side, Song Yizhi put down the chopsticks in his hand and spoke slowly, "I was accidentally plotted against in the Western Demon Realm before, but it was not a big problem."

Not a big problem?

Palace Master Han looked at the pale and weak Song Yizhi, and really couldn't believe this.

"I know what Palace Master Han is worried about. I am not as powerful now as I was in my heyday, and I look half-dead." Song Yizhi said as he reached out to pick up the tea cup, then lowered his head and took a sip of warm water.

Palace Master Han looked at the outspoken Song Yizhi and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

To say he is half dead is not an exaggeration, but...

"Not to mention that I can still fight, even if I really can't, aren't there still the Fifth Elder and the Sword Master?" Song Yizhi raised his head and glanced at the two men a few steps away.

Palace Master Han looked back at Rong Yueyuan and Zong Zhengling. Even when he felt a little relieved, he was also worried about Song Yizhi's situation.

"The Son of God is kind to Zijing Mansion. If the Son of God needs anything, just ask." Palace Master Han said sincerely, "No matter what else, I still hope that the Son of God will recover soon."

Song Yizhi nodded slightly.

Knowing that Song Yizhi needed to rest, Palace Master Han left a storage bag and left.

It's not that he doesn't pay enough attention to Song Yizhi, it's just that he has said what should be said, cared about what should be cared about, and everything is in place. It would be bad if he stayed any longer.

Song Yizhi reached out and picked up the storage bag on the table, and glanced inside with his consciousness.

"Palace Master Han is really generous." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he looked at Rong Yueyuan and Zong Zhengling on the side, "You two, what did you say to Palace Master Han?"

"Tell me about your injury." Rong Yueyuan replied.

Zong Zhengling nodded to Song Yizhi and walked towards the house.

Rong Yueyuan walked up a few steps with Yuyu in his arms. Seeing that Song Yizhi was in good spirits, he said, "I'm going back to the house first."

Song Yizhi nodded.

After Rong Yueyuan entered the room, Song Yizhi looked at the three people at the table.

Qin Jiazhang picked up the teapot and gave Song Yizhi a glass of water.

"Today's incident caused a lot of trouble outside. Let's go out and investigate. Your glorious deeds can be heard everywhere." Bei Xianyue said to Song Yizhi.

"I guess it's a mixed bag, right?" Song Yizhi said, then picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi and hesitated to speak.

Qin Jiazhang looked at his sister's face and said to Song Yizhi, "Those aristocratic families are afraid of Miss Song and naturally don't want Miss Song to have a good reputation."

It stands to reason that what Miss Song did this time is also worthy of praise, but when they went out for a walk, there were words of praise, but at the same time there were also many words of slander.

In this situation, if there was no one behind to guide the direction of the wind, he would not believe it!

"Maybe it's also the work of the Water God." Beixian Yue saw Song Yizhi looking up and said, "Your reputation is getting better and better, which is not a good thing for Him."

Song Yizhi thought for a while, "Can His hand be stretched so long?"

"..." Bei Xianyue glanced at Song Yizhi speechlessly.

Qin Jianian patted Song Yizhi on the shoulder and said helplessly, "Forget it, Miss Song doesn't care about this."

Bei Xianyue shrugged. Indeed, reputation may not be as important to Song Yizhi as a piece of honey flower cake.

"Miss Song, Zhou Youguang from the Music Pavilion wants to see you."

"Miss Song, Xianmeng Li holds a letter and asks to see you."

……

The voices asking for an audience kept coming and going.

Song Yizhi looked sideways and saw six or seventy-eight young talents standing at the door.

Song Yizhi turned around and glanced at Bei Xianyue. Seeing her look like she could hardly sit still, she said gently, "Come in, everyone."

Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi who didn't care about her life or death, her eyes widened slightly, full of accusations.

good good!

He missed her body and wanted to buy all the delicious food and drinks on the street, but what about Song Yizhi, the little white-eyed wolf?

Turn around and sell it to yourself!

Although Song Yizhi's injury has not been reported outside, core disciples like them can naturally learn something from their master.

"I heard that the Son of God was ill, so I came here to pay a visit." It was Zhou Youguang who spoke first.

After Zhou Youguang finished speaking, several others also expressed their intentions.

After Song Yizhi heard what they had to say, he spoke, "I'd like to trouble you all to keep my health in mind. It's a pity that I am half-dead now and have to hold them back again."

Bei Xianyue glared at Song Yizhi angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? What about being a drag but not a drag! We are friends!"

Looking at the sick Song Yizhi, these people all expressed appropriate worries.

Song Yizhi smiled helplessly at Bei Xianyue, and then said to these young talents, "I would like Bei Xianyue to reminisce with you, but with the way I am now, I really can't live without her."

Bei Xianyue glanced at Song Yizhi and hummed softly.

Guess she still has some conscience!

Seeing Song Yizhi's weak look, these few people said a few words and left.

They are all smart people, and the Son of God is also a smart man. He knows their purpose.

The Son of God needs Bei Xianyue to look after him, so naturally they can only lean back.

However, it's a good thing that the Son of God is a woman, otherwise they wouldn't have even a chance!

After this group of young talents left, Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi and said, "My love for you is not in vain."

Song Yizhi gave Bei Xianyue a blank look without hesitation.

Bei Xianyue was not annoyed, she handed over a piece of food.

Song Yizhi picked up a chopstick of sticky nectar cake. Before eating, she asked Bei Xianyue, "Is this a third?"

Bei Xianyue fell into deep thought.

There are a lot of people, let her think about it.

"No." Qin Jianian on the side answered for Bei Xianyue.

Song Yizhi almost choked on the sticky cake. She looked at Bei Xianyue in shock.

"Let's just talk about Zijing Mansion. Apart from Young Master Han, there are a few more." Qin Jianian spoke to Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi silently gave Beixianyue a thumbs up.

Bei Xianyue opened her mouth and moved something that Song Yizhi had not eaten in front of her, "It's something you and I wish for, but they can't afford it, so now I'm being scolded as a playboy."

Song Yizhi looked at Bei Xianyue and said slowly, "Let's change the batch to one we can afford."

"..." Brother Qin Jiazhang looked at Song Yizhi in shock.

The fifth elder is still in the house! (End of chapter)