In a quiet small courtyard in Princess Qingping's mansion, there is a man's cry now.
Wu Siyang kneels down in tears in front of the princess Qingping, and recounts the crimes of song Yan. In his mouth, song Yan becomes a villain who can't help killing people.
"Auntie, you must make up your mind for your nephew. His father is dead. There is only your aunt in the world. If you don't care about your nephew, he doesn't have any meaning to live!"
Seeing Wu Siyang crying more and more, Princess Qingping's eyes could not help but flash a trace of disappointment. Brother 13 is already a waste. Unexpectedly, his son is more waste. However, he is also a nephew with the same blood as her. Even if he is no longer a waste, he can't be bullied by an outsider.
Think of here, her eyes more soft, light voice way: "Siyang, you get up first."
"If my aunt doesn't avenge my nephew, he will kneel down and die here." Wu Siyang wipes his tears, looks stubborn, but there is a venom in his eyes. Song Yan, you killed all the guards in my manor Prefecture, and made me a joke in the capital. I must let you die.
"Get up, the aunt will make the decision for you!" Princess Qingping sighed.
"Thank you, aunt! Thank you very much, aunt! " Wu Siyang is not happy. He kowtows several times in succession.
"Come on, take the little princess down to rest!"
"Yes!"
After Wu Siyang left, Princess Qingping's eyes fell on the old servant: "did you send the invitation?"
"It has been sent to song mansion, and the other Party promised to come to the banquet on time tonight." The old servant replied truthfully.
"That's good."
Princess Qingping nodded, and her plain white fingers caressed the body of the sword. There was a flash of killing in her eyes.
That afternoon, song mansion.
Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly came to report to song Yan: "childe, there is a person who claims to be your elder martial brother coming to see you outside."
"Oh, is it?"
Once shennian explored, song Yan saw Cheng Su sitting in the reception hall drinking tea.
In a flash, he came to the reception hall and said with a smile, "elder martial brother, why are you here?"
"What? Not welcome? " Cheng Su said jokingly.
"Of course, you are welcome. Elder martial brother can come to my house. That's pengbieshenghui!"
"You!" Cheng Su shakes her head angrily: "I heard that you offended Princess Qingping?"
"Well!" Song Yan nodded.
"That woman is not simple!" Cheng Su's face sank slightly: "do you want to warn that woman for brother?"
"It's not necessary." Song Yan shakes his head.
"Don't be careless, that woman is born with sword and bone. She has strong strength. Even in the middle of the ordinary crossing robbery, she may not be her opponent!" Speaking of this, Cheng Su's face is more and more dignified.
Smell Yan, song Yan's heart is also awe inspiring. That woman is much stronger than he imagined. But immediately, he created a kind of heroic spirit: "although she is strong, I am not afraid. I want to see whether her sword is sharp or my sword is more capable of killing people!"
"Good spirit!"
Hearing the words, Cheng Su could not help showing his admiration, but he immediately said: "it's good to have a spirit, but don't lose your life in vain!"
"Elder martial brother doesn't take good care of me like this!" Song Yan's eyes were turned over.
Cheng Su said, "it's not that I don't look down on you, but that your realm is too different!"
"How does the elder martial brother compare with her?" Song Yan suddenly asked.
"Five to five!"
Cheng Su is quite confident. Although he is only in the late stage of integration, what flows in his body is Xianyuan power. Moreover, what he practices is the real inheritance skill of Fenghuang Tianjiao. Therefore, his combat power is very terrible.
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It's just that Phoenix's two veins are relatively low-key and don't like fighting, so they are silent all the time.
"Why don't you ask elder martial brother to give me some advice?"
"Good!" Cheng Su's eyes narrowed slightly and nodded.
A quarter of an hour later, the reception hall collapsed and two figures rose to the sky, floating in the air.
"Little elder martial brother, you really surprised elder martial brother!" Cheng Su looks at Song Yandao accidentally.
"Thanks for your mercy, elder martial brother!"
Song Yan said modestly, but there were several cracks in his clothes. In the competition just now, he was beaten by Cheng su. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was not hurt.
Of course, this is mainly because he still has something to reserve, but even if he plays all his cards, he may not be able to defeat chengsu, because chengsu also has something to reserve. After all, they are just fighting each other, not life and death.
"Well, I'll go back first. With your strength, even if it's not the woman's opponent, it's not hard to keep my life!"
After sending Cheng Su away, song Yan went directly to the shrine, adjusted the time to a thousand times again, and began to absorb the gains from the battle just now.
In the evening, the city is full of lights.
A spirit beast car drove out of the song mansion in a low-key way to the princess Qingping mansion.For a while, the news of song Yan's going to the banquet began to spread at a very fast speed. I don't know how many people's hearts were affected.
In the carriage, song Yan's expression was relaxed, his spirit and spirit were adjusted to the peak, and he was ready for the first World War at any time.
The driver was the old man who was released from the temple.
After many days of practice in the temple, the old man's accomplishments are climbing. Now they have reached the peak of the later stage of the combination, and they can't be further improved. Therefore, song Yan simply released him.
After half an hour, the spirit beast cart finally arrived at the princess Qingping's mansion.
Princess Qingping's mansion is not big. It's several times smaller than the present song's mansion. It's only a hundred mu.
"Yes, is Mr. song here?"
The old servant who was hurt by song Yan yesterday stood at the gate of the princess's mansion and asked with a smile, as if he had forgotten the hurt by song Yan yesterday.
"Young master, please!"
Tianlao opens the door for song Yan. Song Yan nods to him and floats down.
"Prince song, the princess has prepared a banquet for you!" The old servant took the first two steps and said politely.
"Lead the way!" Song Yan waved lightly.
"Please come with me."
Under the guidance of the old servant, song Yan stepped into Princess Qingping's mansion. To song Yan's surprise, there were not many people in the princess's mansion, which seemed a little lonely.
Through an ambulatory and an arch, a black three story attic appeared in Song Yan's sight. Meanwhile, a banquet had been arranged in the attic, where four maids were waiting.
"Son of song, please!" The old servant made a plea.
As soon as he came, song Yan took Tianlao and stepped into the garret directly. He sat down in the banquet and waved to Tianlao: "you sit too."
Suddenly, song Yan turned to look at the old servant: "I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry. Can I have it first?"
"Of course."
The old servant was stunned and then showed a charity smile, but the expressions of the four maids were quite surprised and unexpected.
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