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

Hearing this, the people who were still panicked instantly turned pale with shock.

"what?"

Ye Ruyuan took a relieved look at everyone present, nodded and said calmly: "You don't need to panic too much. If those monsters really dare to come to our side, then we will join hands and believe that we can fight."

Ye Ruyuan has always been popular, and because of his high level of cultivation, he has great prestige among the leaders of the peaks. As soon as he said this, many people gradually calmed down and agreed with him.

Song Le didn't want to participate in the discussion afterwards, so he found a reason to leave.

When passing by a corner of the garden of Cangcui Peak, Song Le suddenly felt something stuck in his ankle. Looking down, it was a green vine spreading to the stone road.

She was surprised, struggled a few times but did not break free, the vines seemed to be alive and entangled her relentlessly, Song Le frowned, had no choice but to bend down, gently flicking the curved vines with his hands.

But the weird thing is, the more she tried to pull it away, the tighter the vines entangled her. Only then did Song Le feel something was wrong, and immediately cut it off with a sword, but the circle around her ankle could not be removed no matter what. opened.

Helpless, Song Le had no choice but to cover it with his trousers, and walked to the door, just about to close the door and think about what this thing is, when he saw a disciple running over anxiously, shouting as he ran: "Master, Master! Something is wrong!!"

Song Le was disturbed by his yelling, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, what happened, speak slowly."

The disciple was out of breath and rushed over, suddenly stopped in front of her, bent down and put his hands on his knees, said: "Master! Brother Xia is tied up, tied up and gone!"

Xia Yanran?

Song Le frowned slightly, trying to keep her tone steady: "By whom?"

The disciple jumped even more anxiously when he heard the words: "Monster! Monster!"

monster?

"The monster still kept this, you can understand it if you read it as Master!" He handed the handkerchief tightly in his hand to her.

The strange thing is that the handkerchief has been held indiscriminately for so long, but after unfolding it is still as smooth as before, white and silky, and of high quality. Song Le held it in his hand, and moved his gaze to the lower right corner, where a blood-red lotus flower bloomed impressively.

Song Le's pupils suddenly shrank.

seal...

Is it a seal...

"Master! What should I do! Brother Xia was already dying when he was tied up, I'm afraid..." The disciple was full of panic and panic.

Song Le was stunned, and after he settled his mind, he said absent-mindedly: "It's okay... I will find a way, you go back to appease the others first."

After finally dismissing the little disciple who is not a master of the six gods, Song Le went back to the room with the handkerchief in hand.

If it was really Feng Xi, did he come back for revenge?

But why not come directly to her?

Song Le couldn't help but look at the lifelike blood-red lotus again. Once he looked at it, he couldn't move it away, as if he saw the seal again.

She stretched out her hand, rubbing her fingertips gently.

I don't know how long I looked at it, but suddenly a playful and indifferent voice floated: "Master, if I continue to look at it like this, I will get the wrong meaning again."

Although it was full of indescribable evil and arrogance, the familiar voice of Feng Xi was right.

Song Le was startled, and quickly raised his head to look at the source of the sound, but there was no one there.

The voice came from another direction again, this time with subtle hatred and pleasure: "Master, have you missed me in the past two years?"

"Fengxi?" Song Le sat upright and asked without changing his expression.

But that voice ignored her, and said coldly to himself: "You know, whether you miss me or not, I miss you all the time..."