Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song Le was instantly stunned by the unexpected reminder sound.

What happened to the seal?

She didn't have time to think about it, she frowned and gently pushed Xia Yanran away, and said in a cold voice deliberately: "How decent is Cheng!"

Before, Song Wuyou treated Xia Yanran like his own child, indulged in everything, pampered him in everything, even if he was mean and indifferent, the difference was obvious to him.

So this sudden push away and scolding, repeated snubbing and reprimand finally made Xia Yanran feel surprised and uncomfortable.

He bit his lip, raised his head, his red lips and white teeth were full of grievance and depression.

During this month, he heard that Master's attitude towards the little beggar was getting better and better. While he didn't believe it, he became unwilling at the same time.

It wasn't until a few days ago that someone told him to quickly pack his luggage and go out to do errands with Master, that he regained his balance a little bit.

But now...

Thinking of this, Xia Yanran turned his head, and quickly found that particularly thin and abrupt figure among the disciples who came to see him off, and he was so angry that he gouged out his eyes.

Song Le followed that gaze, and met Feng Xi's deep black eyes.

Feng Xi, who is malnourished and shorter than her peers, is particularly thin among the many seniors, but her jet-black pupils captured her mind in an instant, and her expressionless face... It was exactly the same as in the training ground.

Song Le's heart tightened.

Subconsciously raised his voice: "What are you looking at, come here soon!"

The voice was the usual impatience, but it was cold and gentle. Xia Yanran was surprised and lost his mind when he heard it.

But when he realized that Song Wuyou said this to Feng Xi, Xia Yanran gritted his teeth and looked complicated.

It's that little beggar again! !

On the other side, Feng Xi was also startled, and after a moment's pause to confirm that it was her, she walked over with confused eyes.

"Master?" Feng Xi approached, raised his head, and opened his mouth carefully, the eyes of people around him frequently fell on him, even Ye Ruyuan and Luo Jingchen who were about to get into the carriage stopped and looked over.

Song Le didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "You, go with me."

Xia Yanran's face changed immediately, his face was dull, and he said unsteadily: "Master! Then, what about me?!"

"What about you, I'll bring one more person, can anyone have an opinion?" Song Le couldn't bear to answer his words, but looked at Ye Ruyuan.

Provoking task, get√

Realizing what he was doing, Song Le was amused, and secretly sighed——

God, she's about to get addicted to this cosplay.

The old fox is an old fox, and he understood his provocation in an instant. Seeing the tricks, he said with a good temper: "Of course not. It's just one more person. It's not important. It's just an urgent matter. Brother Song should stop worrying about such trivial matters. Hurry up!" Let's go now."

As expected of an old fox, what he said was impeccable, Song Le nodded.

The three of them sat in the same carriage, but their attitudes were different.

Song Le read the case book of this discussion by himself, Xia Yanran was unwilling, and sealed the seal...

"The happiness value of the seal is +1000, and the current happiness value is -6500."

Song Le's fingertips turning the pages of the book paused, feeling good.

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Liuting Peak was not too close to Cangcui Peak, the carriage bumped for about half a day, and finally arrived at Liuting Peak just as the sun was setting.

The accompanying disciples were all led to the rest room, while Song Le and Ye Ruyuan went directly to the meeting hall.

Many sect masters had already gathered in the hall, and the head master of Liu Tingfeng——Liu Weiming saw them coming in, got up first, greeted them kindly, and led them to the prepared seats.

After a few pleasantries, we got to the point.

The deep voice implied that the matter was not simple: "I believe that all my colleagues have a general understanding of the whole story of this incident."