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

Qu Ping's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were squinted, he raised his hand to touch his chin with a smile, and recalled: "If there is a chance, I really want to try it."

"Hey! Brother Qu, is Song Yao really so good-looking??"

"If there is a chance, Brother Qu, don't forget about our brothers! Good things must be shared together!!"

"That's right! It's okay for us to be together, hahaha!"

Song Ziyuan's slender fingers tightly pinched the wine glass in his hand, with bulging veins, he squinted his eyes, raised his hand to channel out his spiritual power, and threw it at the people at the table.

During this period of time, he used the method Song Yao taught him to cultivate, and it was indeed very effective.

With this blow, those people all fell back on the ground, and the round table was overturned, and all the wine glasses and dishes on the table fell on them.

For a while, most of those people sobered up, lying on the ground and wailing.

Song Ziyuan half-closed his eyes, walked slowly to Qu Ping's side and knelt down, gently picked up the pieces of the dinner plate beside him, and did not speak.

"Song...Song Ziyuan?!!" Qu Ping was a little surprised, and then he realized that Song Ziyuan listened to what they said from beginning to end.

Just now, he was lucky enough to mention Song Yao, and even said that kind of thing...

According to Song Ziyuan's level of protecting his sister, failing to protect her sister would directly kill him, right? ? ?
Thinking of this, Qu Ping trembled with fear, and hurriedly said tremblingly: "Brother Ziyuan, you, don't get me wrong, I was just joking!! Really!!!"

"Heh!" Song Ziyuan sneered, looked away from the fragments, and looked up at Qu Ping's panicked eyes, eyes full of killing intent.

"Tell me, where does it hurt the most to cut such a piece of uneven broken porcelain?"

Qu Ping was stunned for a moment, then slightly opened his eyes wide, this Song Ziyuan... this Song Ziyuan usually looked gentle and elegant, why now? !Why is this so? ! ! !

He is crazy!madman! ! !
Seeing this, Qu Ping moved, wanting to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but he couldn't do it, so he had to give up, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Zi Yuan, we are classmates!! I'm cheap!! I'm talking nonsense Nonsense! My words are rude!!! My fault!!"

"Brother Zi Yuan, you have a lot of adults, please forgive me this time!!!"

Hearing this, Song Ziyuan twitched his brows lightly, and said with a smile, "Really?"

He turned the broken porcelain in his hand, a bloodthirsty smile flashed across his face, he raised his hand and stabbed Qu Ping's arm violently.

Qu Ping screamed and begged for mercy: "I was wrong!! Brother Zi Yuan, I was wrong!! Please let me go! Let me go!!!"

Song Ziyuan didn't move at all, he turned the piece of broken porcelain in a circle, the already uneven broken piece of porcelain stirred in the flesh and blood, causing Qu Ping to scream in pain.

Seeing that it was almost done, Song Ziyuan chuckled lightly, let go of his bloody hand and took a look, took out a white handkerchief from his waist unhurriedly, and wiped it.

The handkerchief was instantly stained red with blood. Seeing this, everyone except Qu Ping was too frightened to make a sound.

Song Ziyuan was rumored to be gentle, refined, humble and polite, but he went crazy.
How terrifying? ? !
Song Ziyuan wiped his hands slowly, put away the handkerchief, and then looked at Qu Ping, and said calmly, "If you let me know again, you guys are planning on my sister, and you will stick in next time."

He hooked the corner of his mouth, glanced at the position of Qu Ping's lower body, and said, "That's the place."

Hearing this, several people were so frightened that they trembled and did not dare to speak.

Song Ziyuan narrowed his eyes, stood up slowly, and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, what happened just now."

"It has nothing to do with Brother Song!!"

"We fell it ourselves!!"

"That's right, my injury was caused by flying broken pieces of porcelain!!!"

"Brother Song, don't worry, Brother Song, don't worry!!"

Those people said quickly.

Seeing this, Song Ziyuan hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, turned around and left the box leisurely.

In the middle of the night, Song Yao gathered everyone in the house to the front yard.

The main thing is a sleepless night.

"Master, are we just going to stay here all night?" Mr. Huang asked tremblingly.

Hearing this, Song Yao blinked and said with a smile, "That's right, don't go to sleep."

Everyone: "."

That being said, those who should sleep should still sleep, and those who are too sleepy can fall asleep even sitting up.

After midnight, Song Yao narrowed his eyes as he looked at the drowsy crowd.

This resentful ghost is quite clever, so calm?

After a while, the concubine named Erian Xiaofang stood up suddenly, her eyes were wide open, she looked forward, her eyes were full of horror.

She screamed, picked up the lantern at the side and threw it on the ground. This time, everyone who was sleepy was woken up.

"Xiaofang??" Master Huang opened his eyes wide, looking at the mindless Er Xiaofang in fear.

It was not enough to drop a lantern, I saw Erian Xiaofang rushing towards the big tree beside him, and slammed his head hard against it.

Of course, she couldn't die at once, and she was about to hit her a second time, when Song Yao bound her with a spirit-binding spell and threw her on the ground.

The rest of the people were terrified at this time, Master Huang, including the remaining concubines, hid behind Song Yao one after another.

Master Huang looked at Erian Xiaofang who was still struggling on the ground, swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Master, what's going on?"

"She saw the illusion created for her by the grieving ghost." Song Yao said lightly.

At this time, Song Yao felt a strong resentment behind him.

There was only a snort, the sound of objects passing through flesh and blood.

Song Yao looked back, and saw that Mr. Huang had a dull evil smile on his face at this time, and he passed his arm straight through the abdomen of the concubine beside him.

Seeing this, Song Yao squinted her eyes, knocked Master Huang to the ground with one blow, and raised her hand to seal the acupuncture point of the concubine who was stabbed through the abdomen to stop the bleeding.

"Go quickly, take my jade pendant, and take her to the Song Mansion. There is a doctor in the mansion, who will bandage her up." Song Yao untied the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to one of them.

They nodded, and hastily dragged the injured girl out.

At this time, Master Huang had already stood up, looking at Song Yao with a fierce look on his face: "Why are you stopping me??"

His voice was very strange, it was a mixture of male and female voices, which seemed neither fish nor fowl.

Yan Sui stood in front of Song Yao with a tense face, looking at Master Huang warily.

Song Yao smiled and said, "I didn't stop you."

"You...you can kill that surnamed Huang. If I don't stop it, I will save you and let you go to reincarnation."

"But those young girls are innocent."