After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Song Xi knew that asking Geng Xun would be nothing but nonsense.

This person seems to be afraid of death and cowardly, but in fact his mouth is very strict. Until now, he has not provided them with any useful information.

Apart from knowing that there was someone behind Geng Xun, they knew nothing about this person, and they couldn't even ask where he came from.

Song Xi didn't bother, just took the storage bag from Geng Xun's body to be cautious, and after making sure that he didn't have the Langhao pen and talisman paper on him, he put him back into the coffin magic weapon.

"Do you want to hand him over to Master?" Song Xi looked up at Xie Yue.

"Master normally doesn't care about these things." Xie Yue said very tactfully.

In fact, Changyi patriarch didn't care about anything, Chunchun let go of the shopkeeper, it was him, the senior brother, who was wandering around all day, and was both father and mother.

Xie Yue was frightened by his own thoughts, shuddered, and said calmly, "But I think we should leave it to Master first, otherwise, when Master Jingchen sobers up, he will have to make a fuss about his world of cultivating immortals." rules."

"You're right." Speaking of Jingchen Buddha, Song Xi was a little scared.

Now she is like the monkey grandson who is afraid of being chanted by Tang Monk, Song Xi quickly shrinks the magic weapon, takes the magic weapon and runs to the place where the ancestor of Changyi retreated.

Arriving at the destination, Song Xi, who had just opened the door and was about to rush in, saw the scene in front of him, stopped abruptly, stood in place with difficulty, and just wanted to maintain the final image of Penglai Island.

However, Xie Yue and Wei Qinghuai who were behind were unprepared, they failed to stop the car, and directly knocked their slender junior sister out.

Song Xi staggered, and was rushed out directly, like a fired shell, heading straight for the Changyi Patriarch who was entertaining guests.

"..."

Song Xi cursed madly in his heart, so he could only pull out the Xuanqing Blade quickly, rubbing sparks all the way on the ground, and finally stopped in front of Changyi Patriarch.

The man stopped, but the knife did not.

Xuanqingren's blade was so sharp that it directly tore through the futon woven of cattail grass that was sitting under Patriarch Changyi's buttocks.

The ancestor of Changyi was entertaining guests, when the man opposite was about to raise his hand to offer tea, he froze in mid-air while holding the teacup in his hand.

Neither respect nor receipt.

Patriarch Changyi, who maintained the image of a daily master, felt his temples throbbing when he saw these apprentices rushing in.

Song Xi: "..."

Facing the murderous eyes of Patriarch Changyi, she turned her head stiffly and slowly, looking at the two culprits.

Immediately, Song Xi's veins twitched.

Even more fucking embarrassing.

Xie Yue is still Xie Yue after all, the rumors of wickedness and chicken thief are not in vain. When he rushed out behind Wei Qinghuai and knocked his little junior sister into the air, he secretly thought that something was wrong, and directly pasted a fixed body talisman on Wei Qing. pregnant.

Immediately, the whole person was tripped by Wei Qinghuai, who fell straight and fell, and stopped handsomely on one knee. He was the only apprentice present who saved a little bit of face.

"cough."

In the end, it was the man opposite Changyi Patriarch who broke the silence. He took back his teacup, coughed lightly, and praised against his will, "Are these the Patriarch's apprentices? Really... really..."

The man's CPU was about to burn, and he couldn't think of how to boast, and finally he said, "Everyone is really good-looking and a good-looking talent."

Patriarch Changyi: "..."

His toes were almost digging out the entire Penglai Island.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the third elder of Yuling Mountain, Situ Yi." The man's eyes alternated between the three of them quickly, overloading his pig brain, which is not suitable for quick thinking.

Who is he identifying as Song Xi.

First of all, the only male disciple who maintained an elegant posture at the end looked familiar. Situ Yi blindly guessed that it was Xie Yue, the great apprentice of Penglai Island. Doing tasks outside, after all, it's a familiar face.

He also heard that Song Xi had not been a teacher for a long time, so that elegant male disciple must not be Song Xi.

Situ Yi suddenly realized, his eyes skipped the front, and Song Xi, who looked like a female disciple, landed on Wei Qinghuai who fell to the ground.

It was rumored that Song Xi was still a handsome young man with indistinguishable looks. Situ Yi understood it and nodded in self-affirmation. Then he got up and walked to Wei Qinghuai, who was still stuck with the amulet, and took it off for him thoughtfully. After dropping the amulet, I became greedy enthusiastically.

"Good boy." Situ Yi said firmly, "You are Song Xi, right?"

Song Xi himself: "???"

Inexplicably enthralled by enthusiasm, inexplicably identified as Song Xi's Wei Qinghuai: "???"

Wei Qinghuai paid more attention to his image in front of people, he saluted standardly, and said softly, "Hello, Third Elder, I am Wei Qinghuai."

"Hello, Third Elder." Song Xi, who had experienced two waves of neglect in one day, raised his hand weakly again, and explained, "I am Song Xi, and I was the one who took Yi Rong Pill before."

Situ Yi's enthusiastic smile quickly disappeared, he quickly let go of Wei Qinghuai's arm, turned around and stretched out his hand to hold Song Xi enthusiastically again, "Good boy, so you are Song Xi."

Patriarch Changyi had a bad premonition in his heart, he stretched out his hand to stop Song Xi behind him, and said vigilantly, "Situ Yi, what are you doing?"

"There is a specialization in the art industry. I'm here to let you teach my apprentice, not to let you poach someone."

Situ Yi quickly waved his hands, "Don't dare."

How dare he, just now when he drank tea with Patriarch Changyi, Patriarch Changyi boasted that his little apprentice was all over the world, one can see how much he cares about Song Xi.

Even if he had the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard, he would not dare to poach the corner of the ancestor of Changyi, but he was excited.

The news in the world of cultivating immortals has always been well-informed. The fact that Song Xi frightened away a wave of beasts by contracting spirit beasts has already spread like wildfire.

Situ Yi has long wanted to meet the real person.

Although it is a low-strength, extremely small-scale beast horde.

But Song Xicai... Situ Yi looked up and down, and was taken aback for a moment, then looked up and down carefully again, unbelievable, and said in a voiceless voice, "The middle stage of foundation establishment?!"

He looked at Patriarch Changyi with some doubts. For the first time, he doubted whether the news sent back by his disciples who were doing missions in the secular world was true or false.

To fool him?

If he believes that a mid-stage foundation builder can contract a large number of spirit beasts and scare away the beast tide, he might as well believe that sows can climb trees.

Fortunately, he was so anxious that he threw all his disciples on the flying boat, and rushed over alone, only to see Song Xi's true face.

Song Xi coughed lightly, glanced secretly at Patriarch Changyi, and pointedly said, "Third Elder, maybe I will be able to practice Qi in a few days."