Villain [Rebirth]

The bad guys outside started knocking on the door.

Song Qi looked at the only two lines of scriptures on the paper and felt guilty.

He has already seen through that Jiang must be a bad southern gentleman who really knows how to beat his junior.

A sentence suddenly sounded in my mind: My son has the talent to soften the hearts of the whole world.

Song Qi's eyes lit up, he put down his pen, brewed his emotions, and tried to squeeze out some tears to pretend to be pitiful.

but failed.

"Song Xuanrui, I know you're awake." The outsider urged dangerously.

In desperation, Song Qi saw the teapot on the table.

He had a plan, and hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot, dipped a few drops of tea on his fingertips, and put it under his eyes to create fake tears.

Open the door, before the southern gentleman started, Song Qi imitated the slow-motion memory of her mother from bowing her head to looking up at her father every time she made a mistake——

The long eyelashes were slowly raised, there was a hint of sadness in the eyes, and there were tears on the cheeks...

At the moment when Song Qi reappeared Xiamian's trump card, Jiang Cifeng's dangerous expression suddenly became surprised.

He stared down at Song Qi, raised his hand, and his fingertips slowly approached his cheek.

Song Qi was overjoyed, raised his face excitedly, and greeted Jiang's slender fingertips...

Jiang Cifeng held his side face with his slender right hand, rubbed the pad of his thumb under his left eye, then retracted his hand, and looked down at the yellowed tea leaves on his fingertips.

Oops!When I just dipped the tea, I accidentally stained it with tea leaves!

Song Qi raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Cifeng's thumb in an instant. With lightning speed, he snatched back the tea leaves stuck to his fingertips. With a magical flick of his fingers, the piece of tea leaves flew out of the sky!

Jiang Cifeng looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Junior Brother Song couldn't be transformed by tea essence?"

The first time I pretended to be pitiful, I failed.

Song Qi gave up on himself, bypassed Jiang Cifeng and slipped out the door.

Jiang Cifeng didn't stop him, he followed casually, and said, "Do you want the Concentrating Soul Pill? I just snatched it from the old antique house."

Song Qi stopped and turned around.

Jiang Cifeng held the little medicine gourd in front of him.

"You came here to deliver me medicine?" Song Qi took the little gourd with a moved expression, "You are so kind, Jiang...Cifeng!"

The faces of the brothers who were hiding outside the courtyard and eavesdropping suddenly turned pale.

Song Xuanrui actually called the young master by his first name!

Now it's all right, Song Xuanrui will cover the hard work of fetching water and sweeping the floor for the next month, haha.

"The elder can change his face really quickly." However, Young Master Jiang didn't intend to punish Junior Brother Song.

All the disciples: "???"

What is the background of Song Xuanrui?

"I can copy an extra scripture for you." Song Qi reciprocated politely.

"Just one copy?" Jiang Cifeng was insatiable: "Shouldn't I cover all the fines for the second half of the year?"

Song Qi almost agreed, but thinking that Jiang is at the most rebellious age, if he agrees to this kind of thing, without the bondage of punishment, he might be given a mountain of punishment tasks every two days: "That can't be done, I will I will copy it for you up to six more times, with a limit of three copies at a time."

Jiang Cifeng made a gesture to take back the little medicine gourd: "Give me back the medicine gourd."

Song Qi immediately turned his back, pulled out the cork, poured out the pill, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp, handed the little gourd back, raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly: "Hey, return it to you."

"The gourd contains laxatives."

Song Qi's expression changed, and he immediately bowed his head and retched.

"I lied to you." Jiang Cifeng raised the corner of his mouth and raised his chin towards the gate of the courtyard, motioning for the younger brother to follow.

"Why are you lying to me!" Song Qi followed Jiang Cifeng out.

The disciples hiding outside the door immediately scattered like birds and beasts!

"Who made you heartless, just copy six times for me."

"I'm afraid that you will be unrestrained and lose the rules!"

Jiang Ci laughed politely: "The elder is still worried that I have no rules?"

Song Qi ignored his ridicule and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to Dumen and find your brothers to practice breaking the spirit art."

The Poling Jue is a formation against the Reversed Chaos Formation. Song Qi actually knew how to use the Poling Jue, but it all depends on the cultivation level of the caster of the Reversed Chaos Formation. No matter how well he knows the tricks, he can't break the formation, so he said, "I can't practice this kind of exercise for a while, so I'd better not bother Senior Brother Du Men."

Jiang Cifeng looked at him sideways: "You are living in Dumen these few days, let Liuyue Qizi take care of you, and you will move back when I return to Yueyan Island."

Song Qi asked: "Are you going to sea? Where are you going?"

"Longyin Mountain."

Song Qi's heart sank.

Counting secretly, it will soon be time for him to release the flying dragon in his last life, but he has no such plan in this life.

"Brother Jiang, you don't need to go to Longyin Mountain in person. I heard from Ciyan that the only person they are looking for is Song's eldest son. The disciples of the Duan family and the first batch of Yueyan have already sent senior brothers to search. Only one parent and child can do nothing to two disciples."

Jiang Cifeng frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Because he can't do anything, I have to go."

Caught off guard, Song Qi's eyes turned hot, he stared blankly at Jiang Cifeng's profile, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going...to bring him back?"

Seeing his curiosity, Jiang Cifeng explained briefly: "They all suspect that the eldest son of the Song family murdered the Dragon Guardians, and they must make things difficult for him. I have seen the Song family boy before. He is stupid, timid, and fat as hell. , I can’t run away, I’m afraid I’m going to be scared out of my wits by this battle..."

"Understood!" Song Qi couldn't bear it any longer, and his emotion disappeared in an instant: "Then you go! Do whatever you want!"

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Cifeng turned his head to look at the blushing junior brother.

Song Qi, who was stupid, timid and overweight, said angrily: "Longyin Mountain is in danger now, you are the future pillar of our Yueyan Sect, it's too dangerous to go out in person."

Jiang Cifeng squinted at him: "Worried about me?"

Song Qi wanted Jiang Cifeng to stay, so he threatened: "After all, the danger has not yet been discovered, what if there is some terrible monster hidden in Longyin Mountain..."

Jiang Cifeng didn't take it seriously: "If you can't beat me, can't you run?"

"If you can run too far, you will be scared out of your mind." Song Qi continued to threaten: "Then the future pillar of our Yueyan Sect will collapse?"

"It's a collapse if you're scared out of your mind?" Jiang Cifeng expressed dissatisfaction: "Can't you see if I'm still cured?"

Song Qi hurriedly patted his chest to guarantee: "I will definitely not despise the young master, even if the other disciples don't want you, I will not abandon you."

Jiang Cifeng looked sideways: "You want to support me?"

Song Qi was very loyal, and replied decisively: "Of course! At that time, I can hunt and sell meat on the street to raise you. I won't leave you at home alone. When hunting, I will tie you with a rope around your wrist. I won't let you get lost."

Jiang Cifeng imagined himself being led by the neck like a hunting dog, and said solemnly: "You'd better let me fend for myself."

The two came to Dumen, more than a dozen disciples were divided into two groups, and they were practicing the key to breaking the reverse soul formation. Among the seven disciples of Liuyue, two elders stood on the steps to inspect.

Seeing the young master approaching, a group of disciples immediately stopped and bowed their hands in salute.

Jiang Cifeng explained his purpose, and the elder wanted to arrange for Song Qi to join the battle and train together.

Po Lingjue is divided into two groups, one to attack and one to protect the law, because alone it is easy to be attacked by the spirit body and fall into a deeper soul formation.

The disciples in the courtyard didn't have any extra people to accompany Song Qi to train, and were about to go to other courtyards to call for someone, when Young Master Jiang stepped into the formation, and wanted to accompany the younger brother to train in person.

A group of disciples looked at the young master in surprise, and then at Song Qi.

What is the background of this Kunmen disciple?

Even Elder Feng, the third eldest among the Liuyue Seven Sons, was curious, and asked the disciples beside him in a low voice: "Is this little disciple new here?"

Yan Feng, who was in the back row, immediately seized the opportunity and complained to the elder in a low voice: "The name of this junior is Song Xuanrui. A while ago, he lied that he was the young master's sworn brother and sneaked into the Kunmen. When the junior sister had an accident, he The blind cat made some credit for bumping into the dead mouse, so it must have bragged about its merits in front of the young master and tricked the young master into favor."

Elder Feng frowned when he heard the words, looked at the new Kun Sect disciple unfriendly, and said, "Training the Po Ling Jue requires some cultivation. Entering Kunmen, I am afraid it will be difficult to grasp the secrets."

Song Qi didn't want to participate in the practice either, because he already knew the footwork of Po Lingjue, and he was very familiar with it. He was afraid that Liu Yue Qizi would find out that he was not a novice, so he replied: "The elder is right, the disciple's cultivation base is superficial, The hands and feet are slow, so I don't want to delay the senior brothers..."

"It's okay." Jiang Cifeng, who had already taken his position in the formation, turned to look at him: "Come here."

Song Qi glanced at Elder Feng, seeing that the elder didn't stop him, he had no choice but to step into the formation and act as a protector for Jiang.

After the training started, Song Qi didn't need to listen to the formulas to practice his feet at all. He was worried that the elders would find out that he was a proficient, so he could only silently recite the opposite formulas in his heart and deliberately made mistakes.

In this way, during the process of breaking the formation, they would constantly step on Jiang Cifeng's feet, or bump into his arms.

In the beginning, Jiang Cifeng patiently recited formulas to Song Qi at a slow speed, and when his feet were almost limped, he began to train his junior simply and rudely.

"To the left, left! Can't tell the left from the left?"

"Retreat half a zhang to the south, half a zhang! You are going to retreat down the mountain!"

……

After half a stick of incense, watching the little junior brother slamming into his arms again, Jiang Cifeng raised his hand, held Song Qi's head in distaste, stopped him from going forward, and said in a low voice: "You did it on purpose, Song Xuanrui .”

Song Qi raised his head: "I'm sorry, senior brother, or I won't practice anymore, I just don't go out."

"Let me take him to practice, it's getting late, Ci Feng, you go back to the village for dinner." A gentle voice came from the door.

Song Qi looked up, and saw a young man in green clothes and jade face stepping out of the threshold with a smile on his face. With one hand, he lifted the hem of his clothes and tied it into his belt. Come with me to another courtyard to practice footwork slowly."

This man's uniform is the same color as Jiang Duyun's, so he is naturally one of the seven sons of Liuyue, but he looks very handsome and young, so one can tell at a glance that he is Ling Ziyi, the seventh of the seven sons of Liuyue.

Jiang Cifeng knew that this junior brother surnamed Song was shy and shy, and was about to refuse Ling Ziyi's help——

"Okay! Thank you, brother." Song Qi agreed to Ling Ziyi without hesitation. After all, stepping on anyone's feet is better than stepping on Jiang's.

Jiang Cifeng, who was instantly abandoned, looked at his junior brother in disbelief: "Hello."