The ancestors ruined it after binding it to the Shenhao system.

As soon as the two returned to Qingyunxuan, Xu Qingshu ordered the guards to take Zhou Yanyu down to recover from his injuries.

Only when he heals his injuries can he do things secretly for her.

At this time, the guard came over to report that Song Wenhua from the Song family was here again.

This time Xu Qingshu did not refuse, and said in a cold voice: "Let them come in."

It was less than half a cup of tea, and Song Wenhua, with warm eyebrows, walked into the courtyard with long legs.

He stretched out his hand to bow and said in a respectful tone, "Song Wenhua, the junior of the Song family, has met the ancestor Qing Shu."

There was a hint of temptation in these words.

The second uncle sent a message back before he died, saying that the Xu family had used the Resurrection Tower to resurrect the evil god, and there was no other news.

There are only two people who can be called evil gods.

One is the current leader of the demon clan.

One is Xu Qingshu, who has been dead for thousands of years.

After discussing with the elders, the head of the Song family decided to let him come over to test.

If Ancestor Qingshu is really resurrected, some things will become troublesome.

But if other ancestors of the Xu family pretended to be...

Xu Qingshu sat on the main seat dignifiedly and elegantly, her dark and deep purple eyes scanning towards him.

Humph, she knew what the hell she had in mind without having to guess.

"The Song family is really becoming more and more unruly. Why would you ask a junior to come over for something like apologizing?"

Her voice was clear and airy, with a hint of coldness in her words.

Song Wenhua wanted to explain, but as soon as he raised his head to look at her, Xu Qingshu's cold face fell into his eyes, and a flash of astonishment flashed across her dark eyes.

is her!

The two looked at each other for several seconds. Song Wenhua quickly lowered his head, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and for a moment he felt his heart beating violently and clearly.

Knowing that he was offended, he coughed lightly and explained calmly: "My second uncle in the family had offended the Xu family a lot before, so I came here to apologize on behalf of the Song family.

Moreover, the second uncle recruited enemies to plot against him on his way home, and now he has passed away. Please ask Mr. Qingshu, Patriarch, not to take such a trivial matter to heart. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants of the Song family quickly took out the things in the storage bag.

Several mahogany boxes fell to the ground with a bang, and then opened automatically after being arranged neatly.

I saw that the wooden box contained not only high-level secrets, but also various first- to fifth-grade elixirs, which were of great benefit to practitioners.

Seeing this, everyone in the Xu family looked indifferent, with no trace of surprise in their eyes.

If these boxes of things had been stored before, they would have been collected long ago.

But ever since I saw Fa Di's treasures, I felt that these lower-grade things were no longer worthy of the Xu family.

Song Wenhua caught their expressions in his eyes, with a warm smile still on his face, but his heart sank.

After hearing his words, Xu Qingshu just wanted to laugh.

It was clear that the second son of the Song family was killed by her own hands, and the Xu family personally sent him back, but they could still tell lies.

As expected of the Song family.

After a long time, Xu Qingshu asked, "Do you really want me to accept the gift?"

Song Wenhua nodded without hesitation.

But he was wondering in his heart, why did Patriarch Qing Shu ask him?

A malicious smile appeared on Xu Qingshu's face, "Since you agree, then go back and tidy up. In the evening, I will ask someone to bring you over to arrange a place to stay."

After saying that, she glanced sideways at the silent head of the Xu family next to her.

After receiving the signal from his eyes, Master Xu quickly understood and quickly stood up and bowed: "As our ancestors have commanded, I will definitely not neglect Young Master Song."

The smile on Song Wenhua's face froze slightly, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

He looked directly at Xu Qingshu, frowned slightly and said in confusion: "May I ask what Patriarch Qingshu meant by what he just said?"

Let him go back and clean up, and come over in the evening. Listen to this...

Could it be that the ancestor of the Xu family wanted to eat tender grass?

"Didn't you already guess it?" Xu Qingshu stared straight at him.

Sure enough, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

Song Wenhua was shocked. His hands hanging on his sides could not help but clenched into fists, and his voice was much calmer than before.

"Ancestor Qingshu really loves to joke."