The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 107 A Pair of Little Mandarin Ducks?

Nian Tang? ?
Song Yao'e frowned slightly, and glanced at the man on the side, it didn't matter if she didn't look, but she found that this man was an old acquaintance.

This is He Sheng, shouldn't he be locked up? ?
Song Yao was very puzzled, that's all, if this kind of person dies, he will die. She collected herself and looked at Nian Tang who had put away the fox's tail.

In the alley, Nian Tang's eyes were raised slightly, her dark eyes gleamed with an obscure light, her face was neat, her nose was small and blunt, and her beauty was mixed with a hint of delicacy. She happened to be looking at Song Yao had a vague smile on the corner of her mouth.

Song Yao squinted her eyes, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Nian Tang, a good name, but...why did you kill him?"

"If you want to kill, kill it." Nian Tang curled the corners of her mouth, her face full of indifference, she looked at Song Yao, her crescent eyebrows slightly frowned.

This girl looked at it, why is it so familiar? ?
Song Yao frowned, and raised his hand to hit Niantang with spiritual power. Niantang's expression flashed with astonishment, and he sideways dodged and chuckled.

"I didn't expect that you are different from ordinary people in this world." Niantang narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to brush the broken hair sticking to his cheek. This is a very normal movement, but the whole person exudes it from the inside out. A sense of charm.

Hearing this, Song Yao'e raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "In other words, you are not from this world?"

"Tsk little sister, you're pretty good at picking words." Niantang smiled coquettishly, raised her hand gently to make a claw shape, and grabbed He Sheng who was at the side from the air.

He Sheng was dead at this time, and Song Yao didn't stop Nian Tang, after all, if this man died, he was killing harm for the people! !

Good to die! !Good to die! ! !
Nian Tang sucked out all the energy from He Sheng's body, and then ate it.

Song Yao pursed her lips and looked away, she didn't like to watch people pooh!A habit of watching demons eat.

At this time, Yan Sui came to Song Yao's side, looking at Nian Tang with a cold face and vigilance.

Seeing this, Nian Tang smiled, and was about to say something, when she saw Yan Sui's face clearly, she turned pale with shock: "You are Mr. Shen An?! Why are you here!? You came here specially to arrest me ??!"

Hearing this, Song Yao was slightly taken aback, Mr. Shen An? ?Shen Anjun's name is so familiar, this is not it.
ah! !Isn’t Mr. Shen’an that one. That, hiss. In short, he is a very powerful person in the world of cultivating immortals.

Just when Song Yao's thoughts were wandering in the sky, Yan Sui frowned and said displeasedly, "You've got the wrong person."

Saying that, Yan Sui drew his sword and jumped towards Niantang.

After only two rounds, Niantang jumped onto the wall beside him, looked at Yan Sui and smiled, "I think it's true that I misidentified the person."

"Shen An-jun is not that weak."

After finishing speaking, Niantang took a deep look at Song Yao for the last time, turned around and disappeared into the night in a wisp of red smoke.

"Yan Sui, don't chase." Song Yao called out to Yan Sui.

"Why?" Yan Sui was quite puzzled, "Don't you want to catch it?"

Hearing this, Song Yao'e raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you realize that it kills people selectively?"

"Huh?" Yan Sui frowned, looked at He Sheng, who had collapsed to the side, who was already utterly dead, and instantly understood, "However, how did you see that?"

"I guessed it." Song Yao smiled, didn't want to continue this topic, turned and walked out of the alley.

After all, she knew this Niantang when she was in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's just that Niantang doesn't remember her.

After leaving the alley, Song Yao took Yan Sui to guess the lantern riddles, watched the lanterns, bought a monster mask, and had a great time playing.

However, there was a Jiang Qinian who was forgotten in the crowd.

After the Lantern Festival was over, when Jiang Yun first returned to the mansion, she mentioned the matter of Yuan Chong to Jiang Ye, that is, she and Jiang Qinian's father, and expressed her willingness to be engaged to him.

This made Jiang Ye and Jiang Qinian very happy, and said that they would go to Yuan's Mansion to discuss this matter early in the morning.

Song Yao and Yan Sui went back to the Song Mansion, but when they were still some distance away from the Song Mansion, Yan Sui separated from Song Yao and flew into the mansion alone.

Song Yao narrowed her eyes, somehow, she found it a little funny.

Isn't this like a pair of little mandarin ducks who are secretly afraid of being discovered by their elders?
Hiss. How can it be called a private meeting?Bah bah bah! !

In the night, Song Yao had just stepped into the front yard when she was stopped by Housekeeper Chen.

"Miss San." Steward Chen walked over with a smile, bent slightly, and said, "Master asked Miss San to sit in the study and talk to him."

"Oh, yes." Song Yao nodded, and followed Steward Chen to the study.

At this time, the lamp was still on in the study, and the dim halo spilled through the window onto the bluestone road outside the window, and the clear and crisp cry of cicadas came from the grass beside the road.

Song Yao walked into the study, looked at Song Yingli who was still busy sitting at the desk, and frowned slightly.

"Father." She bowed her knees and bowed, walked forward to Song Yingli's side, and said with a smile, "If you don't rest at such a late hour, if you exhaust yourself, your precious daughter will be worried!"

Hearing this, Song Yingli's originally stern face softened all of a sudden, he laughed, and his fatigue seemed to dissipate immediately.

"Really? My daughter can feel sorry for Dad, it's too late for Dad to be happy!"

Song Yingli raised his hand and patted Song Yao's head lightly, sighed, and said, "Tomorrow, you will be old enough to marry someone else. Thinking about it this way, time flies so fast. It’s really embarrassing.”

Seeing Song Yingli's disappointed look, Song Yao blinked and said with relief: "Father, even if I marry someone, isn't it still your daughter?"

"I'm afraid that if you have a son-in-law, you will forget your father!!" Song Yingli laughed.

Seeing this, Song Yao pursed her lips and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Father, what are you talking about?? No matter when, the sky is big and the earth is big, and Daddy is the biggest!!"

"Well, with your words, I can rest assured as a father!" Song Yingli smiled, and then sighed, "My dear, tomorrow and Jili, the Jiang family will come to hire you and propose marriage to you. Do you seriously consider it?" Well, you won't regret it?"

Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, she looked up at Song Yingli, then lowered her head, and said softly, "Father, my daughter has already thought about it, no matter what, she has to avoid the draft first."

"Yeah." Song Yingli nodded, "But we can't let others talk about it, those young men raised in your yard"

"Oh, Dad!" Song Yao smiled, "Don't worry, I've already figured out a way, and I will definitely clarify this matter tomorrow."

Seeing this, Song Yingli nodded and felt relieved a little: "Okay, then just listen to us."

(End of this chapter)