After exchanging my child system with my sister, I went crazy

Song Liudan's words angered Murong Hongyi.

Murong Hongyi's face darkened, "Why not? You are the elder of the sect, you should take care of the younger generation!"

Take care of the younger generation?

Song Liudan smiled, but his eyes became more sinister.

"I haven't forgotten that your daughter expelled me from the sect just because Elder Ling Tian mentioned that Wen Daochen and I were of similar age and could be Taoist companions. Strictly speaking, I am not considered a member of your sect. What's the matter? You ignored me before, but now you are taking advantage of me?"

"You!" Murong Hongyi's face turned pale.

In the past, he would have fought back, but now he came to ask for help.

He warned himself not to get angry.

He took a deep breath and asked directly, "Will you save him?"

Song Liudan responded to all this by turning around.

If she wasn't injured and unable to resist, she would have escaped.

"Okay, okay!" Murong Hongyi's face had become gloomy.

He had expected this to happen, but!

He smiled and said, "You don't have to save me. I'll show you something."

After he finished speaking, Murong Hongyi lifted the curtain, and Murong Zixia's old woman's face, which had been hidden, suddenly appeared in front of Song Liudan.

Even though Song Liudan had just scanned it with his spiritual sense, he still couldn't help but tremble when he saw it with his own eyes.

Behind the curtain suddenly appeared an old man's face covered with orange peels.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and a few strands of white hair hung on his pale scalp. His facial features were so blurred that no specific shape could be seen. He lay there hunched over, with not a pound of flesh on his body.

Rather than a human being, it was more like an extremely skinny four-legged sheep, and there was a smell of a rotting corpse about him.

If Murong Hongyi had not been here, she would never have believed that the woman before was Murong Zixia.

Thinking back to the past, this was also a delicate and lovely lady.

I never thought that after not seeing you for a few years, you would become what you are now.

There was sneer and irony in Song Liudan's eyes: it was also another kind of revenge for her.

Murong Hongyi snorted coldly: "I let you see, not to let you laugh at her, but, Song Liudan, Song Liudan, you are a high-level cultivator after all, don't you think my son's injuries are familiar?"

"What do you mean?" Questioning her abilities?

"joke!"

But Murong Hongyi thought Song Liudan was a joke.

Song Liudan's face turned pale. She thought Murong Hongyi did not seem to be pretending, so she finally took a closer look at Murong Zixia.

Seeing this, Song Liudan's heart was already in turmoil.

Does she look familiar?

I clearly just saw one that was almost identical.

In front was Zhao Qinghuan, and behind was Murong Zixia.

No, the accurate statement should be that there was Murong Zixia first and Zhao Qinghuan later.

The injuries on the two people were almost the same. Their Dantian, cultivation, and meridians were destroyed, and their modus operandi was almost the same. This could only mean that it was the same person who did it.

The same person~

"Gu Linglong!"

Song Liudan finally thought of that pretty and charming beautiful face.

It was just a poor little monk.

"Did Gu Linglong do it? Why did she do that? Isn't she just an ordinary Jindan stage?"

"Is she just an ordinary Jindan cultivator?" Murong Hongyi smiled playfully.

"What do you mean?"

"It depends on whether the fairy is willing to help."

Song Liudan said nothing.

Murong Hongyi continued to set the trap:

"To be honest, this matter has a lot to do with you."

"If you save her, my daughter has first-hand information, which can fully satisfy your curiosity. But if you don't save her... Fine, I'll leave!"

Murong Hongyi pretended to leave.

"Wait!"

Song Liudan finally couldn't sit still any longer: "If the master is sincere about discussing business, shouldn't you also say something about your words?"

She always felt that something beyond her expectations had happened.

Moreover, this matter is very likely related to her, and it is very important.

Murong Hongyi expected her to be like this and smiled.

He only said one name: Wen Daochen.

But even if there was only this one name, Song Liudan couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard it.

She pretended to be calm:

"You were just mentioning Gu Linglong. What does that have to do with my junior brother?"

Murong Hongyi smiled secretly, "I have already given you a secret. Besides, shouldn't Fairy Liudan also show her sincerity?"

Song Liudan could no longer sit still:

"Are you saying this on purpose to tell me that the two of them have a special relationship?"

Murong Hongyi continued to laugh in an unfathomable manner.

That's it.

Song Liudan's nails almost dug into the flesh.

For some reason, she was afraid.

Afraid of...that uncontrollable junior brother.

That is Wen Daochen.

Both of them are over a thousand years old and are senior and junior sisters who entered the sect at the same time.

Not to mention that Patriarch Ling Tian felt that she was the most suitable person for Wen Daochen, even she herself always regarded her junior brother as her own property.

It’s just a pity that she was born as Song Liudan, but she also gave birth to Murong Zixia.

They are both crazy.

If Murong Zixia's feelings for Wen Daochen were obvious, then Song Liudan's feelings for Wen Daochen were hidden.

She was not as direct as Murong Zixia, but! Like Murong Zixia, she also did not like other women to contact Wen Daochen.

But looking at Murong Hongyi's appearance at this moment, not only did they have contact, but the two of them were actually deeply involved.

"Gu, Ling, Long!"

Why?

That's her junior fellow apprentice!