Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Qingyun Temple was also very grand, a dozen people walked in surrounded by a young man in his early 20s. The young man had sword eyebrows, star eyes and deep facial features.

Some people in the crowd commented: "Is he the ninth-level master Xu Shengzhi?"

"It's him, look at the string of copper coins around his waist, one, two, three...exactly nine!"

"I heard that he is only 24 years old."

"It's beyond hope."

"It's just a school opening ceremony, why did Qingyun Temple send him here?"

"With such a ninth-level genius, I would have to show it off every day."

"......"

"Give way!"

The disciples on Xu Shengzhi's left and right sides pushed and shoved to see the lively crowd, and tried their best to clear a wide path.But this corridor was not spacious in the first place, and there were so many disciples in Qingyun Temple, they already occupied most of the seats, and the people who watched the excitement could only stick to the wall, although they were dissatisfied, they were somewhat envious.

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd. Song Ci looked up and saw a pair of golden boy and jade girl in the distance.The woman was wearing a moon-white gown with layers of golden flowing clouds embroidered on the hem. With her movements, the flowing clouds bloomed and closed like a flower, and the golden patterns flowed along with it, emitting a different kind of light.

The man was wearing a bluish-black robe, which was the same style as Ye Yunze's, only slightly different in some details. The biggest difference was the golden crow on the back of his clothes. One glance can take away the sight.

The two strode forward without stopping, and the disciples of Qingyun Temple had to avoid it. After a while, the two walked up to Xu Shengzhi, but they didn't stop to say hello. Guan Lingyan, who was following Xu Shengzhi, had no choice but to withdraw his hands.

As we all know, Yunyaoguan and Qingyunguan have always been at odds, but they didn't expect to be so disrespectful on the surface, and everyone couldn't help showing the look of watching a drama.

Seeing Song Ci, Zhao Yinuo's icy face instantly became charming, and she walked over quickly, "Brother? Why are you here?"

Song Ci knew that Zhong Jiuli hated saying a sentence twice, so he explained for him: "Principal Sun asked him to come here."

Zhao Yinuo nodded, and instantly understood that Principal Sun had paved the way ahead of time.

Song Ci's eyes focused on the celestial master's robes on them, and his thoughts gradually flew away.He remembered that Zhong Jiuli also had such a dress, but he had never seen him wear it, and he didn't know what it looked like.

Xu Shengzhi didn't intend to act like a monkey show for others, he stepped forward quickly, nodded with Sylvia Yunze and left.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xu Wen hurriedly called out, "Senior Zhong."

Zhao Yinuo said: "It's just right, we are also going to say hello to Principal Sun, let's go together."

Song Ci came back to his senses, looked away from their clothes, nodded and said, "Okay."

A group of people walked to the principal's office in a mighty manner, and the people who watched the excitement dispersed one after another.At the end of the crowd, there was an unattractive young man who did not leave. He looked at the direction Song Ci was leaving with a strange smile on his face.

Did they come out of the ghost city alive?

Xu Wen walked to the door of the office, raised her hand and knocked on the door, saying, "Principal."

"Enter."

The door opened, and only Principal Sun was in the room. He was standing in front of the desk with a writing brush in his hand. Seeing someone coming, he put down the writing brush, raised his mustache, and said with a smile, "Here we come."

Zhong Jiuli nodded, as indifferent as ever.

Zhao Yinuo and the others greeted Principal Sun politely, but they didn't linger after that, and left again.

Principal Sun didn't care, and handed the printed speech to Zhong Jiuli, "Look at it, just read it later."

Zhong Jiuli took the speech and glanced at it. They were all official words. Song Ci couldn't stand it after reading two lines beside him.

Zhong Jiuli glanced at the last page of the speech, put it down, and asked bluntly, "When did I promise you to be the honorary principal?"

Principal Sun smiled, his gray beard trembled, and a pair of shrewd eyes fell on Zhong Jiuli, as if looking at him and thinking.

After a while, he cleared his throat, poured a cup of tea, and said, "Drink tea."

Song Ci almost laughed out loud, this little old man is too good at moaning, he still has to brew when everyone is in front of him.

Zhong Jiuli was not at all interested in the medicine sold in President Sun's gourd, so he was not in a hurry, and took a sip of the tea made by President Sun in a leisurely manner.

At this moment, Principal Sun couldn't hold back any longer. It would be fine if he changed to someone else, but he was still a little less confident when facing Zhong Jiuli. He couldn't see through his mind, and didn't know what he really wanted.

"I'll be 76 next year."

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to rely on the old and sell the old to play the emotional card.

Zhong Jiuli didn't lift his eyes, and gave a faint "hmm".

Principal Sun shook hands, sighed slightly, and continued: "I really can't let these students go."

Zhong Jiuli said: "There are many people in the Tianshi Association who are more suitable than me."

When mentioning the Celestial Masters Association, President Sun's expression changed slightly. After a while, he sighed heavily and said, "The problem lies in the Celestial Masters Association."

Zhong Jiuli moved his head, and Song Ci couldn't help but look over.

Headmaster Sun drooped his shoulders, rubbed his face, and said slowly: "I have always suspected that your father's death was related to the Celestial Master, but I have never been able to find evidence. Until you told me that your mother did not commit suicide a few days ago, I I thought the two things might be related."

When he said this, Principal Sun's hands were still trembling. Zhong Jiuli's father was his most beloved disciple, and the two had always been like father and son. His death was undoubtedly a great blow to him .

Mentioning the death of his parents, Zhong Jiuli's expression became serious.Until a warm palm covered the back of his hand, he opened his clenched fist finger by finger, and the two of them crossed their fingers and held each other tightly.

He turned his head and met Song Ci's worried eyes, his heart almost stopped beating before it resumed beating, he felt himself alive.

Zhong Jiuli came back to his senses and said to Principal Sun, "You are right in your suspicions. My father's death was not an accident. The Soul Slayer Sword was dropped 17 years ago."

Principal Sun's expression froze, and then the corners of his mouth trembled as if he couldn't help it anymore.

Zhong Jiuli held Song Ci's hand tightly, and continued: "The purpose of that person stealing the Soul-Slaying Sword was for Xu, and only Xu would be so afraid of the Soul-Slaying Sword."

Xu is immortal, and only the Soul Slaying Sword can sever his soul, preventing him from being resurrected. Xu also knows that, so he dared to be so confident last time on the rooftop.

And Xu Mingming was confident, but kept hiding and didn't dare to show his face. Maybe it was ordered by someone. This person hides extremely deeply, but he is still so cautious while holding the trump card. The depth of this person's scheming is hard to fathom.

"咚咚-"

At this time, Xu Wen's voice came in from outside the door, "Principal Sun, the opening ceremony is about to begin."

Principal Sun managed to regain his composure, and said to the outside of the house, "Okay, I'll go right away."

The room fell silent, he wiped his face, trying to cheer up, "We'll talk about this later when we get back." After a pause, he put his hands on Zhong Jiuli's shoulders, looked at him with a complicated expression, Sighing, he said for a while, "I don't need you to do anything, I just hope that you can serve as the honorary principal. With the Zhong family and you around, they will be more or less scrupulous, and I can rest assured .”

The Celestial Masters Association is far from being peaceful on the surface, and there is an undercurrent of undercurrents. Where there are classes, there will be power and competition. What's more, there is an insider now. No one knows what his purpose is, and his students , just a bunch of flowers in a greenhouse that don't even have the ability to protect themselves.

Zhong Jiuli lowered his eyes halfway, with his usual indifference on his face. Maybe these students are very precious to Principal Sun, but to him, they are nothing.

Principal Sun's hands on his shoulders couldn't help but clenched tightly, and he said dejectedly, "I, I won't live long."

Zhong Jiuli was taken aback for a moment.

President Sun showed a dying look on his face. He let go of his hand, lowered his head and sighed, "The cancer is in the advanced stage, and I have at least half a year to live."

"I promise you."

Song Ci said suddenly.

Principal Sun raised his head suddenly, his face was stained with joy, he looked at Song Ci, and then at Zhong Jiuli who was still indifferent, his heart sank again.

Song Ci pushed Zhong Jiuli's shoulder, leaned in front of him, and begged in a low voice, "Just help him."

In fact, Zhong Jiuli hesitated when he heard President Sun say that he was running out of time, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

At this time, Xu Wen's voice sounded again outside the door, "Principal, the students have already arrived."

Song Ci looked at Principal Sun with a smile, "Let's go."

Principal Sun also breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no smile on his face.

"Not happy?"

While walking, Song Ci hooked Gou Zhong Jiuli's palm with his fingers, and asked in a low voice.

Zhong Jiuli shook his head, "No."

Song Ci: "Then just smile."

Zhong Jiuli pulled the corner of his mouth abruptly.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing with a thud, his eyes were also bent into crescent moons, and there was still a faint dimple on the left cheek.

Only then did Zhong Jiuli's stern face soften, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Song Ci laughed enough, he cleared his throat, and found a reason to tease Zhong Jiuli, "I won't let you help for nothing."

Zhong Jiuli looked over, "Huh?"

Song Ci had seen a corner in front of him a long time ago, and as soon as the principal and the others passed by, he pushed the man to the corner, pressed him against the wall, hooked his neck and kissed him briefly.

Lin Chao, who was following behind them, stepped forward, hesitated for a while, and then took it back.

After a while, the two came out from the corner. Except for the suspicious water on their mouths, their ears and cheeks were a little red, they seemed to be fine.