salted fish soaring

"Brother Song is inconvenient to come out at this time!" Ji Chen wanted to stop him.

"Forget it." Lin Feiyuan leaned against the tree trunk and patted the fallen flowers on her sleeves, "I can't stop it."

Meng Heze and Ji Chen looked at each other helplessly, thinking it made sense.

After being drunk, Song Qianji can do whatever he wants, whenever he thinks about it.

They didn't hold back in the Qiankun Temple just now, and they can't be forcibly knocked out and taken away now.

Song Qianji walked up to the passing water bridge with a circle of surprised and complicated eyes.

He just broke through the blockade of the big formation and made a hundred flowers bloom.Because of this, everyone in Huawei Sect was wary of him, and looked at Xu Yun one after another, waiting for the head to speak.

Xu Yun only looked at Chen Hongzhu, and approached slowly: "Hongzhu, let's stop the bleeding first, shall we? This is a heartache!"

His back was slightly bent, as if he had aged a lot overnight.

He Qingqing shook his head slightly at Song Qianji, and called out in a low voice: "Senior Brother Song..."

Even if Chen Hongzhu's oath had cleared Song Qianji from his ties, he would inevitably be talked about behind his back.

Song Qianji took the initiative to stand up for the trouble that normal people would avoid.

Song Qianji walked up to He Qingqing.

"You have nothing to do with this!" He Qingqing stopped him.

Song Qianji stopped: "Then do you have anything to do with him?"

He pointed to Wei Zhanyang.

He Qingqing shook her head.

"Since it doesn't matter, you just drew your sword to help when you see injustice." Song Qianji said with a smile, "Of course you'll be fine after helping."

Wei Zhanyang was shocked: "Fairy Qingqing, you can't do this, aren't we two..."

"Two love each other" has not been said, Song Qianji asked again: "Do you know him?"

He Qingqing truthfully said: "I've seen it twice."

Wei Zhanyang scrambled: "Although there are only two sides, Fairy Qingqing and I fell in love at first sight!"

Chen Hongzhu had turned against him irretrievably, he had to make a decision to keep He Qingqing and Xianyinmen first.

When the female cultivators of Xianyin Sect heard this, their pretty faces blushed slightly, and they backed away.

"Did you promise anything to him?" Song Qianji asked.

"No." He Qingqing said.

"No, we clearly agreed..." Wei Zhanyang felt cold all over.

Only then did he realize that from the beginning to the end, He Qingqing had never promised him anything.

Song Qianji said: "Fellow Daoist Wei, you see, this kind of situation should be called wishful thinking, not love at first sight or love at first sight."

His serious tone of reasoning made everyone roar with laughter.

Feng Ziyi laughed loudly and said: "I thought there was some kind of pledge of eternal love that made you feel guilty and let go of the red candle. It turns out that you are wishful thinking and pestering others."

"I didn't tell a joke. Although I don't understand these things, I know..." Song Qianji thought for a while, "Sometimes we male monks have illusions, and we need to correct our mistakes."

In his previous life, he thought that he and Miao Yan were in love with each other, but in the end it was a misunderstanding.

The laughter at the bridgehead was even louder.

The passing water bridge is a seamless one, and the members of the Wei clan can drill seamlessly, and they can't wait to jump off the bridge.

"Presumptuous!" Wei Zhenren changed the direction of the sword in his hand, "Song Qianji, why do you tell stories? Why do you protect this seductive witch? Did you have an affair with her! Look at this witch, she looks like this Look, how can it look like a fairy who is not stained with dust in Xianyinmen?"

Wei Zhenren felt great hatred in his heart.

What He Qingqing did was deviant, and her fellow disciples present were unwilling to stand out, so why did Song Qianji join in the fun?

"You bastard, how dare you slander Senior Brother Song!" Meng Heze was furious, but was stopped by Lin Feiyuan.

"If it makes sense, then it makes sense, but why curse people?" Song Qianji smiled, and took out a jade box from his sleeve, "Blood vows will go to war and damage vitality. I have a treasure that can prove the truth."

The jade box was opened, and on the velvet lay a small lavender yellow stamen flower.

"This flower looks ordinary, but it is actually sealed with a long-lost mantra. The flower will wither immediately after hearing the lies. If you have anything to say, just tell it." Song Qianji said.

Wei Zhanyang lowered his head and took a closer look, only to see that the flowers were really full of aura, which was not ordinary.

All the monks looked around, but no one could identify the root, they all thought it was some kind of rare and extinct spiritual plant.

"Song Qianji actually has a mantra?"

"He has a strong backing, so it's not surprising that he has a few good things on him."

Otherwise, who would put ordinary plants into the exquisite spiritual jade box in advance?

Song Qianji looked at the crowd at the bridgehead and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He just sent the same jade box of wheat to Ziye Manjusri, hoping that the director of the hospital with good character and steadfast eyes would not expose him.

All the students in Qingya looked at Song Qianji, mistakenly thinking that Song Xianguan was isolated and helpless, and asked for help.

When Song Qianji played the jade flute, they benefited from being closer, and immediately shouted:

"The blood oath hurts the body, now that you have the mantra, don't you have any scruples?"

Qing Zhai: "Young Master Wei, we all trust you, so hurry up and say something!"

Zi Mo: "Young Master Wei, what covenant did you make with Fairy Qingqing, when and where, tell us and let us hear."

Midnight Manjusri turned his head and glanced at them indifferently.

The two spread their hands in fear: "Talking right and wrong, accept the punishment, brother, hit me!"

Midnight Manjusri just turned around.

The crowd has already shouted along with their words.

Wei Zhanyang clenched his teeth, believing in his heart.

Under the eyes of everyone, Song Qianji solemnly picked up the flowers, he had no choice but to open his mouth: "Fairy Qingqing and I..."

It was as if a boulder had been blocked in his throat, and he remained speechless after all.

He Qingqing said: "I have no personal relationship with this Daoist Wei."

Lavender florets are in full bloom.

She remembered that the night before the piano test, she had told the truth to such a flower.

Song Qianji closed the box.

Meng Heze was amazed, and secretly sent a voice transmission: "When did Brother Song refine this treasure? But it's not..."

He wanted to talk about Potato Blossoms, but he was afraid that his eyes would be dazzled.

Lin Feiyuan spat: "Baby, I watched him pull it out of the pot! It's freezing in winter, and there are no vegetables in the ground. He moved the pots and planted them in the house!"

Ji Chen suppressed a smile: "Brother Song can also deceive people. Potato flower saves the world."

The three of them talked and laughed through sound transmission, but the guests at the bridgehead didn't know it and just cheered.

Everyone in Huawei Sect hated Song Qianji to death, but at this moment they were more happy to see the Wei family in a state of embarrassment.

The marriage turned into a scandal between the two families, and now Miss Chen's reputation has been completely preserved, only Wei Zhanyang has been insulted and can't hold his head up.

Naturally, they surrounded Chen Hongzhu with their heads high and their chests proud, and stared coldly at the members of the Wei clan.

"Red Candle is in my Huawei Sect, and she has been doted on since childhood." Xu Yun shouted, "You think she is easy to bully?"

Seeing that Zhenren Wei raised his hand and slapped Wei Zhanyang fiercely: "Niety! Why did you do such a foolish thing behind my back!"

This slap was decisive, and it was slapped very hard for everyone to see.

Wei Zhanyang was beaten until he fell to the ground and rolled three times, unable to get up.

He covered his face in astonishment, hissed in pain, raised his head and burst into tears: "Father!"

In an instant, his cheeks were swollen high, and the corners of his mouth burst with blood.

Zhenren Wei's voice was like thunder: "I don't have your son, so I will report back to my ancestors and remove your name from this wicked family tree!"

"Let's go." Song Qianji said to He Qingqing.

Meng Heze and other disciples of Qianqu came up to him.

He Qingqing looked past Song Qianji's back and saw the nuns of the Xianyin sect silently hiding behind the crowd with awkward expressions.

She retreated from the center of the storm, but they dared not meet her eyes.

"Everyone, go down the mountain." Xu Yun's voice spread through the formation: "I laughed at you today, please forgive the poor hospitality."

A happy event turns ugly.In less than half a day, it will spread throughout the cultivation world, so Huawei Sect naturally has no intention of entertaining guests.

The guests also bid farewell tactfully, and no one blamed the host for being rude.

Arrangements are thoughtful when you come, and the etiquette is complicated. When you go, you are in a hurry, and the guests are free.

Chen Hongzhu's face was pale, and he was surrounded by his father, senior brothers, and fellow disciples, walking towards the Qiankun Hall.

The wound on the palm healed, but left a scar that still stings.

She stopped suddenly before entering the hall, and looked up at the peach blossoms.There was a crowd of people on the bridge, and from the corner of the eye, He Qingqing and Song Qianji's dress sleeves could be vaguely seen.

From the beginning to the end, she and Song Qianji never glanced at each other.

Chen Hongzhu spread out his hand, and a petal fell on the scarred palm.

Counting from the meeting on the passing water bridge, they have known each other for a short time, and the intersection is not too much.

At that time, Song Qianji was the leader of the Outer Sect, and he guarded the one-acre land of the Song Academy every day, with Meng Heze and a group of disciples by his side.

She is the daughter of the head of the sect, wandering around by herself, whipping anyone she wants with a whip.

She approached Song Qianji because she was curious about the person who couldn't name him.

In fact, such a shallow fate, in the long life of a monk, is less than the time for a flower to bloom.

She gave Song Qianji a small red paper crane, which was a special communication talisman.

Today Song Qianji traveled thousands of miles to break into the Dragon Lake and Tiger Cave, and sent her to be covered with mountains and seas of flowers.

after……

There is no more.

"Junior Junior Sister has suffered a lot today." Yuan Qingshi held Chen Hongzhu's hand and said regretfully.

"It's not bitter." Chen Hongzhu stepped into the palace door, puffed up her chest, "It's worth it."