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

Seeing Yan Lingyu's somewhat painful expression, Qin Jiazhang and Qin Jianian approached him curiously.

The brother and sister stood beside Yan Lingyu, one on the left and the other on the right. They stretched their necks and looked at each other for a while before taking a few steps back.

"These are all made by her." Bei Xianyue whispered to the three of them.

Suddenly, admiration appeared on the faces of Qin Jiazhang and his sister.

Miss Song is so terrifying!
Yan Lingyu put the paper back very carefully, and then quickly took a few steps back.

Bei Xianyue looked at Yan Lingyu like this, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

"You don't understand." Yan Lingyu defended himself in a low voice, "A formation requires talent, and I am a person without talent."

Qin Jiazhang shrugged his shoulders and whispered, "Who isn't?"

Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi with admiration, "Miss Song is so powerful and yet so hardworking. I think she is too lazy."

?

"What do you want to do?" Qin Jiazhang looked at his sister with a bit of vigilance in his eyes.

Qin Jianian showed a bright smile to his brother, "Brother, come and practice with me!"

Qin Jiazhang: "..."

Looking at Qin Jiazhang who was forcibly dragged away by Qin Jianian, Yan Lingyu cast a gloating look.

"Yan Lingyu." Song Yizhi's voice floated over.

Yan Lingyu looked sideways and saw that Song Yizhi had raised his head and looked directly at him at some point.

Suddenly, Yan Lingyu's tiger body trembled, "I still have..."

"Come here." Song Yizhi interrupted Yan Lingyu quietly.

She is being tortured to death by the formation now, she cannot be allowed to suffer alone!

"..." Yan Lingyu took a deep breath and walked up.

Looking at Yan Lingyu, who looked as if he was dead, Song Yizhi picked up a few scraps and handed them over, "Study them."

Yan Lingyu:?

"Why don't you listen to what you are saying??" Yan Lingyu's voice revealed a powerless anger. Looking at Song Yizhi's hair-raising eyes, he spoke very tiredly, "Just torture yourself, why?" Are you still going to torture me?"

"I can't be the only one to suffer." Song Yizhi said.

As the saying goes, we share blessings and share hardships.

"..." After Yan Lingyu took over a few scrap manuscripts, there were some wrinkles on the back of the scrap manuscripts.

Bei Xianyue glanced at Yan Lingyu with sympathy, then quickly lowered her head and continued to play with Song Yizhi's hair.

Yan Lingyu sat down directly on the spot.

When Su Dai came over, he saw Song Yizhi and Yan Lingyu sitting everywhere.

She glanced at the tables and chairs not far away, then looked at the two people on the steps and on the ground. She wanted to ask them what the meaning of placing the tables and chairs was.

When Song Yiyue dragged her tired body over, she saw her sister on the steps.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yiyue found that her sister seemed to be immersed in her own world.

Song Yiyue walked up and took a look, then looked at the flowers and trees in the distance with a painful expression.

I was not proficient in formations to begin with, but now this dark formation is like a book from heaven in my eyes.

"Sister, you are so hardworking." Song Yiyue sighed in a low voice, and then she clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand with a determined look on her face, "From now on, I will also practice hard!"

"..." Su Dai looked at Song Yiyue who was about to turn her head to practice sword practice. He was speechless and stopped her at the same time.

Seeing Song Yiyue's puzzled look, Su Dai said, "Haste makes waste, work and rest are balanced."

Song Yiyue has been practicing swordsmanship for several days. Now she needs to adjust her breath and meditate instead of continuing to practice swordsmanship.

"Okay." After Song Yiyue finished speaking, she put away her sword and sat down on the spot, crossing her legs and starting to meditate.

Seeing another Song Yiyue sitting around, Su Dai fell silent. When Rong Yueyuan took time to come over again, he finally saw Song Yizhi.

However, looking at the little girl sitting on the steps with her head down and concentrating on writing and drawing, Rong Yueyuan did not come up to disturb her, but stood not far away and watched.

Su Dai glanced at Rong Yueyuan who came over again, then withdrew his gaze and walked to the table and chairs to sit down.

At the critical moment when Bei Xianyue was combing her hair, she nodded to Rong Yueyuan.

Rong Yueyuan waved his hand to signal Bei Xianyue that there was no need to be more polite and she could continue doing her own thing.

"Yuyuan, what's wrong?" Song Yizhi's voice suddenly sounded.

Looking at the little girl who didn't even raise her head, Rong Yueyuan thought for a while and said, "Pay attention to rest."

These four dry words made Song Yizhi laugh. She looked up at the man a few steps away with a smile on her face, "You came all the way here just to say this?"

Rong Yueyuan looked at the smiling Song Yizhi, his eyes becoming gentler.

"I want to say a lot, but the days are long." Rong Yueyuan said softly.

Song Yizhi bent his eyes and smiled.

"I was looking through the notes of Senior Chu Yun before, but now..." The smile on Song Yizhi's face became brighter and brighter, "Don't worry, we can have a chat."

Rong Yueyuan nodded, then glanced at the few people sitting around, and said warmly, "Your tables and chairs..." They looked like decorations.

"I think it's comfortable on the steps?" After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he touched the tip of his nose with some guilt, "It seems like their good intentions were wasted."

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with gentle and helpless eyes.

"Everything is fine in Zijing Mansion." Rong Yueyuan said, "The weapon refiner conference went well."

Song Yizhi nodded to show that he understood, "What about you?"

"Everything is fine with me." Rong Yueyuan said softly.

Bei Xianyue fixed the last strand of hair, then quickly took out the hairpin and put it on Song Yizhi.

Looking at this exquisite bun, Bei Xianyue nodded with satisfaction, then raised her hand and patted Song Yizhi on the shoulder, "Go!"

Song Yizhi responded, then put the paper on his lap on the steps and teleported to Rong Yueyuan.

Rong Yueyuan took Song Yizhi's hand and immediately intertwined their fingers with hers.

The couple walked out in perfect agreement.

Watching the couple walking away, Bei Xianyue sat on the stool and felt a little emotional.

"Envy?" Su Dai's hoarse voice sounded.

Bei Xianyue looked at Su Dai, and after confirming that Su Dai was talking to her, she shook her head, "I'm just a little relieved."

Glad?

Looking at the young Bei Xianyue, Su Dai didn't quite understand why she would say such things.

"Song Yizhi has experienced too much along the way." Bei Xianyue sighed, "I am very relieved to see that everything is perfect for her now."

"..." Su Dai paused for a moment, and then said in a disgraceful voice, "Don't be happy too early."

Song Yizhi, this...god, will do something earth-shattering sooner or later.

Bei Xianyue looked at Su Dai as if it was not a joke and fell silent.

What Senior Su Dai said... is true. Right now there is the matter of the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake, and later there will be the matter of the Western Demon Realm and the Water God...

Now this peace suddenly becomes precious.

Looking at Bei Xianyue who fell silent, Su Dai said nothing.

After sitting there for a while, Bei Xianyue, who was not very happy with combing her hair, stared at Su Dai's hair, "Um, senior Su Dai, do you want me to comb your hair into a bun?"

Looking at Bei Xianyue who looked expectant, Su Dai fell silent.

Finally, under Bei Xianyue's expectant and pleading eyes, Su Dai nodded in agreement. (End of chapter)