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Song Huaiqing, who was aware of his thoughts, slapped his hands. Even if Cheng Ji said this, it wouldn't matter if he accepted it, or if he didn't accept it...

"I…"

"Oh, just accept it. Consider it my apology for not taking care of you for so many years." Cheng Ji spoke first and pushed the box over again, "It's just a Ganoderma lucidum. If you don't need it now, just keep it. Well, maybe it will be used someday."

Cheng Ji's eyelashes drooped lightly, with a smile in his eyes, his voice rose slightly, and his voice was as gentle as jade.

Song Huaiqing suddenly felt that the original owner who grew up to be as gentle as jade and had a world-loving temperament was all thanks to Cheng Ji, Zhenren Shangxu, Song Xiaoye and Song Xuchuan, because their love was given to "Song Huaiqing", and he was lucky.

"Ok."

For this reason, Song Huaiqing had no choice but to accept the Yuluo Blood Zhizhi. He will keep it well and if the Prime Minister needs it one day, he will return it to its original owner.

"Hehe. Has Master Cheng eaten? If not, let's go together?"

Song Xiaoye finally intervened.

She didn't have a good impression of Cheng Ji at first, thinking that he was always smiling and a bit hypocritical, but now that he was so kind to her junior brother, she couldn't help but have a different opinion of him.

For someone who is so good to his junior brother, how could he be so bad?

In the past, she really used the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman!

Thinking like this, Song Xiaoye became more and more friendly. Before Cheng Ji could answer, he immediately called the attendant and brought him some bowls and chopsticks.

Cheng Ji couldn't resist the hospitality, so he had to eat some more, even though he had already eaten.

Halfway through the meal, Cheng Ji suddenly realized that someone was missing. He looked around and asked, "Huai Qing, where is your apprentice? Isn't he here to eat?"

There was a moment of silence.

Song Huaiqing's hand holding the vegetables paused, and his expression was calm: "Facing the wall and thinking about his fault."

Although he fainted at the time, it was obvious that Song Xiaoye would not let Xiao Fangchi go. She didn't come to hang out in front of him all day. She was probably beaten so hard that she couldn't get out of bed.

Now that Xiao Fangchi was finally dissatisfied with him, he couldn't rush to care.

While Song Xiaoye was talking nonsense with Duan Wuming, he threw a bottle of medicine from the window of Xiao Fangchi's room. Whether he could see it or not depended on Xiao Fangchi's luck.

Besides, the medicine he threw was given to him by Jun Ziluo before. It had Jun Ziluo's aura on it, so Xiao Fangchi wouldn't think it was given by him.

"Damn it, don't mention him. That kid is so disobedient and needs a good beating. Besides, he won't starve to death unless he eats one or two meals." Song Xiaoye shook his head and gave Cheng Ji a chopstick dish, "Master Cheng, eat Food, eat food.”

Seeing that neither of them wanted to say anything, Cheng Ji also consciously stopped asking.

Cheng Ji still had something to deal with, so he left without sitting down for a while after the meal.

Of course, Song Huaiqing was also kicked back to the room to rest by Song Xiaoye.

……

into the night.

In a hidden dense forest somewhere within Tongjian Sect.

"Young Master! Welcome, Young Master! With Young Master in charge, the day when our clan will return to its peak is just around the corner!"

An old man knelt down on one knee, crossed his hands on his chest, and saluted solemnly, his voice full of excitement.

"Stop talking nonsense, how are you thinking?" The man called Young Master glanced at the old man coldly, "I said, those old bastards must die, otherwise don't come to me."

"This..." The old man hesitated.

Those people the young master mentioned are the backbone of the sect. If they are all killed, the strength of the sect will be greatly reduced!

"If you don't want to, forget it."

When the old man saw that someone was about to leave, he thought of something, gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and knelt down directly: "It all depends on the arrangements of the young master!"

He believes that as long as the young master is here, everything will be solved. Although I don’t know why the young master wanted to kill those old guys, maybe it was an honor for those people to die for the young master!

The man who was called the Young Master turned back with satisfaction, stretched out his hand to help the old man up, "How polite, Master Zuo, have you made the arrangements I mentioned before?"

"An, it's been arranged..." The old man thought of what the young master had told him before. Although the young master had said that everything would be foolproof, he was still a little unsure, "But...but..."

If something goes wrong, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"There are no buts. Don't question my decision. Everything will be as I say. Tomorrow...hehe, we can watch the show of those sanctimonious dogs. It's really exciting."

There was an excited and bloodthirsty tone in the cold voice, as if a ferocious beast was eyeing its favorite prey and wanted to eat its flesh and blood. The old man couldn't help but shudder when he heard it.

When the old man was shrinking, the man turned his eyes to him and changed his words: "Zuo Shenshi must take care of his own people. If there is a next time, don't blame me for turning against him."

The old man naturally knew what the young master was referring to. Hearing the murderous intention in the voice, he was startled and hurriedly replied: "Old slave knows, I hope the young master will not care about the villain's fault."

"Hmph. Okay, you go back first."

"Yes, I will resign, old slave."

Except for the two parties involved, no one else knows what happened in the dense forest.

The lights in the distance have been extinguished, and everyone has already fallen asleep. Where no one knows, an undercurrent has begun to surge.

*

The next day.

When Song Huaiqing woke up early in the morning, his eyelids kept twitching and he felt a little uneasy.

As the old saying goes, if your left eye twitches, you will make money, and if your right eye twitches, you will have misfortune, but both of his eyelids were twitching, so there was no one left.

I just hope nothing serious happens, but his body can't bear it now.

With an uneasy mood, he got dressed, walked around the screen to the table, and was about to pour a glass of water to moisten his throat.

"Immortal Lord, are you awake?"

Junziluo's angry voice sounded from outside the door, and the door was pushed open. She was about to step in when she met Song Huaiqing's gaze. She was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and took two steps back silently.

Song Huaiqing looked at her actions and was a little unsure of what she was going to do.

I saw the gentleman standing at the door, straightened his clothes, knocked on the door, smiled at him solemnly, and said: "Immortal Lord, can I come in?"

Song Huaiqing: "...come in."

It's quite strange that Jun Ziluo suddenly understands etiquette so well. It gives him a sense of absurdity that Lu Zhi buried himself in flowers.

"What's up?"

"Immortal Master, you woke up so early, I thought you weren't awake yet." Junzi fell into the door, his hands behind his back, his eyes a little wandering.

She also said that she would secretly put it down before the Immortal Lord woke up and leave.

This time, she gave it directly to the Immortal Lord in person, and she didn’t know if the Immortal Lord would accept it, but according to her understanding of the Immortal Lord, there was a high probability that the Immortal Lord would not accept her things.

Thinking of this, Jun Ziluo suddenly felt a little depressed, like a vegetable leaf that had withered in the sun, he lowered his head and looked listless.

Song Huaiqing didn't know what Jun Ziluo was thinking, but she just felt a little helpless. With her voice and the force with which she pushed the door, she might have been woken up even if she didn't wake up.

However, this little girl's mood has changed a bit quickly since she entered the house. What happened?

But he didn't rush to ask. He drank the water silently and then asked: "Is something wrong?"