Tian Yuan

As soon as Song Ningyan left, Changsun Fengye walked in behind.

He went straight to the courtyard, sat opposite to Chen Qingyuan, and set out two jugs of good wine.

"Taste the fine wine from Misty Palace!"

Changsun Fengye made a "please use" gesture.

"Have you been poisoned?"

Chen Qingyuan picked up a pot and asked a question by the way.

"Get off." Changsun Fengye said with a smile.

The two looked at each other, they both opened the wine cork at the same moment, filled the wine glasses, raised their glasses and drank.

The last time Chen Qingyuan was worried that his eldest grandson Fengye had made a small move, so he didn't drink the fine wine he brought over.This time, I deliberately asked if I had poisoned, which eased the unpleasantness of the first meeting.

As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye gradually became acquainted with each other through drinking and talking freely.

The two chatted and began to address each other as brothers, laughing and laughing.

This meal of wine lasted for two full hours.

Of course, two pots of wine were not enough, so Sun Fengye directly moved out of a small wine storehouse and tossed about casually.

"In the sparring just now, you must still have a lot of hidden cards."

From the feeling of Changsun Fengye, one can infer this point.

"Aren't you?"

Chen Qingyuan chuckled and asked back.

"To each other." Changsun Fengye smiled deeply: "Next time we fight again, I hope to see your full strength."

"Then just wait!"

In this way, the two drank until night fell before stopping.

Changsun Fengye left here and returned to his guest room.

Staying in the house, Chen Qingyuan meditated and adjusted his breath.

In the inner hall of the Song family, the senior officials are discussing today's affairs.

Regarding the strength shown by Changsun Fengye, everyone was only surprised by the forbidden technique, and nothing else.

After all, Changsun Fengye is the strongest young evildoer in Beihuang. If he didn't have this ability, he would have been stepped down by his peers long ago.

The members of the Song family were mostly talking about Chen Qingyuan.

"Boy Chen doesn't show the mountains and dews on the surface, but he hides quite deeply. If the Holy Son of the Misty Palace didn't come forward, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be able to see through it."

"It's certainly not easy to be accepted as a personal disciple by Vice President Yu, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Although he barely touched the realm of no sword by finding another way, it is also due to his own strength and talent. This matter If it reaches the ears of those swordsmans, they will probably go crazy."

"If this son does not die young, the future will be limitless."

Everyone sighed with emotion, only lamenting that the Song family did not have young people who could carry the fortune.

With the ability of Daoyi Academy, it is easy to cover up the fundamental aura of the Holy Grade Golden Elixir.Therefore, the great powers did not think too much about this aspect.

As everyone knows, there is not only one golden pill in Chen Qingyuan's body, but three.

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's performance with his own eyes, the old patriarch Song Wenxian was overwhelmed with emotion, and became more determined to match Chen Qingyuan and Song Ningyan.As for success or not, it depends on the fate of the two.

"The future of Qingzong will fall on Chen Qingyuan's shoulders. With his talent, he will be able to revive Qingzong's prestige and wipe out all enemies in the future."

Song Wenxian glanced in the direction of Chen Qingyuan's residence, and muttered to himself.

After a few days, Misty Holy Land proposed to leave.

The senior members of the Song family sent each other off all the way, with thoughtful etiquette.

Changsun Fengye and Song Ningyan spent several days together and spoke no more than five times.Seeing this situation, the two families knew very well that the marriage was a dead end, because they didn't like each other!

Headache.

The older generation felt helpless, but there was nothing they could do.

Fortunately, the Misty Holy Land's trip was not in vain, and a part of the cooperation with the Song family was reached, and the relationship between the two forces has become much more harmonious.

Before leaving, Changsun Fengye looked for Chen Qingyuan and said goodbye: "Brother Chen, I look forward to our next meeting."

"Goodbye."

Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly, hoping that Changsun Fengye would not be swallowed by the second personality.

After leaving Misty Holy Land for a few days, Chen Qingyuan also planned to return to Daoyi Academy as soon as possible.

Staying in Song's house all the time, I always feel uncomfortable.

When Chen Qingyuan brought up the idea of ​​leaving, the old Patriarch Song Wenxian secretly came to the guest hall at night.

In the dead of night, in the depths of a secluded guest room, there is an old man and a young man.

"Senior, why are you here?"

A gust of wind opened the window, and Song Wenxian appeared.Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan quickly saluted.

"Your boy is leaving tomorrow, and the old man is here to see you off."

Song Wenxian said kindly.

"Don't dare to let the senior come to see you off. If the senior has something to do, just send someone to pass the message."

A top-notch power like Song Wenxian came here specially to see him off, even if he killed Chen Qingyuan, he didn't believe it, and murmured in his heart, feeling restless.

"Don't be so nervous, the old man just came to chat with you and has no other intentions."

Song Wenxian saw through Chen Qingyuan's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile.

"Senior, is there really nothing to tell the junior?"

Chen Qingyuan asked in a low voice with a skeptical attitude.

"No, don't worry!"

Really, why are you so cautious.Song Wenxian felt that he had already acted very easy-going, but he never thought that Chen Qingyuan's whole body was covered with thorns, and he was afraid that he would eat him.

If you really have no intention, why do you come here at night?

Terrified.

Chen Qingyuan said a few words of contempt in his heart, and on the surface he had to respectfully pour a cup of tea for Song Wenxian: "Senior, drink tea."

"En." After taking a sip of tea, Song Wenxian stared straight at Chen Qingyuan.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and his eyes shone brightly.

Chen Qingyuan was so stared at, his throat rolled a few times, praying that Song Wenxian didn't have any special hobbies.

"Boy, the battle between you and grandson Fengye that day should not be your real combat power!"

Song Wenxian said softly.

For this question, Chen Qingyuan laughed and did not answer.

"I don't have any wrong thoughts about you. I came to see you tonight just to give you a word of advice. If you encounter troubles that you can't solve outside, and it's not convenient for Daoyi Academy to come forward, you can come to Song's house."

Of course, Song Wenxian wanted to get closer to Chen Qingyuan at this time, and it would save some trouble if the ancestor's name returned to Qingzong in the future.

Moreover, the rise of the Song family is inseparable from Qingzong, and this kindness must be repaid.

"Senior, what do you mean by this...?"

Chen Qingyuan was taken aback for a moment, and asked falteringly in surprise.

"The Song family, I would like to protect the way for you."

Song Wenxian had a kind face and soft eyes.

"This..." After getting an accurate answer, Chen Qingyuan was stunned.

what did I do?Why is the Song family willing to protect the way for me?

Based on the strength I have shown, can the ancestor of the Song family who is the head of the Northern Wilderness Ancient Clan personally come forward to make friends?

impossible!

The Song family has been based in Beihuang for many years, and they have never seen any evildoers before, so there is no need to lose face like this.

What is that for?