What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Song Xianzhi blushed, and put his palm on the top of Shen Duo's hair, the temperature that was too late to transmit just now spread over little by little.

And Shen Duo's palm in his hand was also warm and moist.

Ok……

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Song Xianzhi couldn't stand this strange feeling, so he fought back.

didn't move...

"you……"

Song Xianzhi's eyes flickered.

"Ok?"

Shen Duo couldn't take his eyes off it.

But she still held his hand and didn't move.

Song Xianzhi felt ashamed and flustered for no reason. He wanted to say that he was satisfied with letting him go, which was strange, but before he could utter the words, he was interrupted by a painful moan from Guan Er not far away.

The surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point.

Shen Duo turned his head sullenly, Song Xianzhi saw that the other party was slack, and quickly withdrew his hand back.

So Shen Duo's complexion became even worse, he got up and walked to Guan Er in a few steps.

Song Xianzhi's heart tightened, and he hurried to catch up, grabbed Shen Duo's raised hand, and blurted out: "Mr. Shen, you must calm down! Impulse is the devil!"

Shen Duo paused for a moment, held his hand instead, shook it, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm worrying too much, I just want to see how his injury is, that's all—"

Song Xianzhi: I believe in you ghost!

Just looking at it, will your face turn black like the bottom of a pot?

"Really, let me take a look."

As he spoke, he freed his hands and helped Guan Er who was lying on the desk to his feet.

Guan Er closed his eyes and looked like he was crying. When he smelled the familiar smell, he immediately shook his ears, tilted his head and found Song Xianzhi's neck and lay down in it.

Song Jianzhi quickly touched his fluffy ears, feeling soft in his heart, probed with spiritual energy, and then exhaled: "Fortunately, he just fell asleep because of exhaustion..."

I looked through the limp person carefully, and found that there was nothing wrong with it except that the face was a little flat when sleeping and the body was a little dirty.

And the culprit of all this...

Song Xianzhi turned his head to look at Shen Duo, and then quickly looked away.

Shen Duo already wouldn't let his little move go, he stood behind the two of them, squinted his eyes and clenched his fists, gritted his teeth fiercely, thinking darkly in his heart: Damn fox, who is used to seducing senior brothers, even passed out Don't forget to show off!

Song Xianzhi begged for a long time from the ring, and finally took out the Shiquan Dabu Wan that he treasured.

After coming out for this trip, the pills he brought before have been almost used up.

It was also blamed that the elixir was made too much like a sugar pill, he couldn't stop talking once he ate it, and he ate too much without knowing it.

After feeding Guan Er the medicine, Song Xianzhi gently placed him back on the table.

He didn't dare to hug the bed, he was afraid that Shen Duo would directly cut him off.

He wanted to leave but was grabbed by the neck by the dazed person, Song Zhizhi saw that he was injured, so he had no choice but to maintain this posture, put his hands on Guan Er's shoulders, bent over, twisted his neck and followed Shen Duo speaks.

"Brother, let's go now."

Shen Duo kept a cold face and didn't speak.

Song Xianzhi could only bite the bullet and continue: "This, it's going to be troublesome..."

"in spite of……"

Shen Duo spoke ruthlessly.

The senior brother actually allowed the dead fox to hug him, but he didn't let him hug him.

(^_^)

He is very!No!Cool!

Song Xianzhi also knew that Shen Duo and Guan Er would not make up, and he had nothing to do if they were unwilling to help: "Okay..."

It is a grown man like Little Fox, it is somewhat difficult for him to carry him alone, Song Xianzhi thought for a while, and planned to adjust his posture to carry him on his back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, the person who said he would not help a second ago would take a step ahead of him and lift Guan Er up by his belt.

Song Xianzhi saw that he was effortless, and there was a faint aura floating on the muscular arms.

He was so shocked that he wished to knock his brains out, he was stupid again, he didn't even know how to use his spiritual power...

Shen Duo glanced at him, and when he lifted his finger, Guan Er floated up into the air.

His face was cold, and his tone was not very kind: "Let's go..."

After finishing speaking, Bian walked out of Jiezi's room first.

Song Xianzhi was also used to the rapidly changing face of the other party, he scratched his head and followed quickly.

Jie Zifang shrank to the size of a thumb behind them, and quickly put it into the ring on Shen Duo's ring finger.

Only then did Song Xianzhi see where they were, which was at the entrance of Jinshui Village.

The village gate is made of simple wood, which has not been repaired for several years, and has been corroded and mottled by the wind and sun.

They are in a higher position, and they can see the whole village from above.

In the endgame, there were few people, and most of them were casual cultivators who had heard the news, trying to find fresher clues.

Today's Jinshui Village lives up to its prosperity, the fields are barren and spider webs are strewn across.

The river that was once named Jinshui has long since dried up and turned into a pool of stagnant water.

The place that has been forgotten by time for many years is finally engraved with the traces of time.

In the middle of the village, the tall earthen buildings that look like cages have also collapsed, and the ruins covering a radius of one mile are like a giant that crashed to the ground. people.

A pair of hands gently closed the eyelids, covering Song Xianzhi's sight.

"Don't look at senior brother."

But it's all just adding to the sadness.

Song Xianzhi came back to his senses suddenly, tears streaming down his face again.

He wiped away his tears, turned around, called out the accompanying sword, jumped on it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go..."

The breeze blew past the temples, drying the water in the corners of the eyes.

The orange mountains are far away, and the sun is setting.

Along the way, they passed several small villages, but they saw that the villages were in a mess, with traces of fire everywhere, and there were only bloodstains on the ground, but no corpses.

From the looks of it, it didn't take long for the incident to happen, and the fire hadn't been extinguished.

Song Xianzhi thought of the people in Jinshui Village almost instantly, and his heart sank.

Although the Jing family is not weak, if they want to resist the Qinghe Sect and the heavy monks in the Jianyuan realm with their own strength, the final outcome will inevitably be completely wiped out.

Therefore, since the other party was able to be so reassured, and the matter was revealed without arguing, but directly admitted, it must have some unknown cards.

In the past two years, the number of puppets in their hands must have been immeasurable, and there are many monks with advanced cultivation bases. Once these monks become puppets, their power will double, comparable to mad cultivators.

Looking at the current situation, they must still be slaughtering everywhere, collecting corpses, and intending to create more puppets.

Song Xianzhi held the sword, his fingertips were trembling.

Killing people to train puppets, using people to raise insects, is really inhumane!

The jade tablet on his waist lit up at this moment, Song Xianzhi was called back to his senses, and he squeezed the jade tablet to inject spiritual power.

Yun Ling's voice came over ethereally: "Bit it, are you back?"

Song Xianzhi was puzzled, didn't he just ask this question a quarter of an hour ago?

But Yunling was his master, so he didn't dare to slack off, and replied obediently: "Hurry up, there are still about two miles to go."

After he finished speaking, Yun Ling over there stopped talking again.

Song Xianzhi couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he could only continue: "Master, I found that almost all the surrounding villages have been slaughtered, you..."

Yunling replied: "Well, we know that the sect discovered it late and only saved some people."

Song Xianzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

After a brief silence, Yunling's cold voice came again.

"come back earlier."

Song Xianzhi was stunned: "Okay..."

Afterwards, the jade tablet in his hand darkened, and Song Xianzhi tied it back around his waist, murmuring involuntarily: "Master, it's so strange..."

Ever since I told him to rush over immediately before I left, Master's voice transmission has not been interrupted, and he will come to him almost every half an hour.

Along the way, the two contacted five or six times without talking, and each time they talked about something insignificant.

Song Xianzhi sighed and took off again with his sword.

Shen Duo followed behind him, he didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and his emotions were unclear.

When the two arrived at Osmanthus Town, it was almost dark.

Osmanthus Town, which was already sparsely populated, was crowded with monks and domesticated spirit beasts.

Most of these people were wearing the disciple uniforms of the sect, and they were busy shuttling back and forth, healing their wounds and resting.

As soon as Song Xianzhi and Shen Duo landed on the ground, they received the attention of a group of disciples.

However, most people were looking at Song Xianzhi, but most of the eyes were not hostile, but more curious.

Song Xianzhi even heard two disciples discussing in whispers: "Who is this person? He looks so handsome. Why have I never seen him before? Is he from our sect?"

Another person replied: "I don't know, the person who came here with Senior Brother Shen must be some important person..."

Song Xianzhi's head was full of black lines.

Whisper, so duck doesn't have to speak so loudly.

However, complaining about it, he still listened to the words, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face.

Have you changed so much?

Why don't you know everyone...

The image of Shen Duo in the sect is a little sun (it's not fake), as soon as he arrives at the place, there will be a wave of people surrounding him, Song Xianzhi is also surrounded by people along the way.

These people asked questions, but most of them were intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about Song Xianzhi's identity.

Shen Duo is used to pretending, when asked, he smiled cutely and brightly, looking like a young man who doesn't know much about the world, and said crisply: "It's Senior Brother Song!"

His voice was not low, so just after he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into a strange silence.

The expressions on the faces of the few young monks who surrounded them excitedly before heard this, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.

"Haha, haha..." Song Xianzhi smiled dryly, picked his toes, and pretended to be calm to welcome the baptism of everyone's eyes, and even showed a shallow smile that he thought was very decent.

Embarrassment may be late, but it will never be absent. The rain and dew are taking care of everyone.

After a long time, a female cultivator who looked younger raised her face and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Song? Is it... Song Lianzhi, Senior Brother Song..."

This Qinghe sect can be called a senior brother by Shen Duo, and his surname is Song... Isn't it the only one who is notorious, a tuberculosis ghost, named Song!

Even if he doesn't want to admit it anymore, the person in front of him is undoubtedly the root of Song's title!

The person who praised Song Xianzhi's handsomeness before had squatted in a corner and slapped himself silently.

"So it's Senior Brother Song... Be polite, be polite..." The people who reacted immediately said angrily, and at the same time made way for them spontaneously.

Shen Duo's smile didn't change, and he pulled Song Zhizhi's finger obediently, and said sweetly: "Why don't you talk, brother? Everyone likes you very much——"

Song Xianzhi was made nervous by his superb acting skills.

I can't wait to slap him on the forehead and whip him fiercely: You open your eyes and tell me nonsense again!

Since Song Xianzhi's identity was exposed, the news seemed to have grown legs, and he quickly ran all over the streets and alleys of Guihua Town, not even missing a corner.

Then, whether it was the disciples of the Qinghe Sect, the people from the Jianyuan Realm who came to help, or the Sanxiu Sect who came to hear the news, they all knew about it.

Everyone spread the word quickly, and things changed immediately.

When Song Xianzhi came to the inn where the master was suspended, he sat down and took a sip of tea, when he heard two people around him who obviously didn't know his identity were discussing himself.

The content is as follows:

"Brother, have you heard about the inside story?" One person asked the man next to him mysteriously with a look of eating a big melon.

"Oh? What's the matter?" The man became interested when he asked, and immediately leaned over.

"Haven't you heard?" The man lowered his voice, excited: "That tuberculosis ghost of the Qinghe Sect, Song Xianzhi! You know it."

"I know I know!"

"I heard that after he came to this Osmanthus Town this time, he suddenly changed his whole body and became a..." Halfway through the words, he deliberately made a fool of himself.

The man really urged him urgently: "What has become? A monster? An ugly monster?"

"It turned out to be a beauty several times more beautiful than Bai Jingyi, Venerable Bai!"

As soon as the words fell, all the eavesdropping people around sighed in unison, and the voices were full of doubts.

"puff!!"

Song Lianzhi, who was also pricking up his ears to listen to the melon, spewed out all the tea in a mouthful.

"Cough cough cough! How come it's spread like this! It's too exaggerated..." Song Zhizhi, who is not so beautiful, suddenly felt his face hurt, and lowered his head to cover his face with his sleeves. In this situation, he wished to directly Get under the table.

Shen Duo, who was sitting opposite him, obviously heard the conversation between the two, but he still sipped his tea very leisurely, and said with a smile: "Senior brother is indeed extremely beautiful."

When Shen Duo said these words, he was not without sincerity.

However, hearing Song Xianzhi's ears, it became naked teasing, he gritted his teeth angrily, and stepped on him under the table as if reproaching, with little strength, but it seemed very resentful.

Shen Duo shook his head amusedly.

The original errand and the shopkeeper in the inn are dead, and now the surviving people in the town are helping, so the tea and snacks are a little rough.

Song Xianzhi and the others only drank some water to slow down, then got up and went upstairs.

First, he found an upper room to put the sleepy Guan Er away, and then went to the private room on the top floor.

Pushing open the door, a strong scent of tea came rushing towards his face. Yun Ling was dressed in white, sitting in front of the table, and opposite him was a young boy of not tall stature lying on his stomach.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the young man quickly raised his head, then rushed over, threw himself into Song Xianzhi's arms, and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior brother!"