Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Song Yuesheng thought that Sect Leader Taiwu was finding an excuse to ask her something, but it turned out that he really asked Xi Sui to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Five people stared at her without blinking as she wrote the letter of guarantee.

Xun Xia sat next to Song Yuesheng while tapping the black and gold fan.

Mo Jingnan has rarely come down the mountain in the past two years, and his senior brother has not left Juyun Mountain for three hundred years. If someone hadn't deliberately revealed it to Wu Yun, she wouldn't have come to Juyun Mountain.

She looked at the paper on the corner of the table and sized up Song Yuesheng's expression curiously.

Xiao Song has already filled a sheet of paper, why is he still writing so hard?

Xun Xia opened the fan to cover the faces of both of them, winked at Song Yuesheng, and spoke in a low voice.

"Xiao Song, I, your uncle, am very curious about what the restaurant looks like and have always wanted to go and take a look. Why don't you quietly tell me which one it is and I will go and take a look tomorrow. I promise not to tell anyone."

Xun Xia's voice was very soft, but it did not affect the ability of people above the Divine Wandering Realm to hear it clearly.

Her words completely reminded Li Yan of Song Yuesheng in the restaurant last night.

Surrounded by beauty, with jade feet stepping lightly.

His clothes were disheveled and he looked very happy.

Even though her virgin blood fell on Yuefeng Mountain, he felt a tightness in his chest when he thought that she had been so skillful in pestering him and might have done the same intimate thing to other men.

Li Yan called out softly, "Xun Xia!"

Xun Xia was startled, and immediately sat up straight, holding the letter of guarantee on the table and began to comment pretentiously: "Well, not bad. The handwriting is good, and the words are sincere."

Poor acting.

Song Yuesheng sighed inwardly.

In fact, Fifth Uncle could have asked her in private.

Whether she would tell the truth was another matter.

Song Yuesheng placed the brush on the inkstone, picked up the rice paper, blew on it, and then looked at it again.

No typos.

No sentence goes wrong.

Finish!

She placed the rice paper in front of Xun Xia's eyes and said, "Uncle Master, the letter of guarantee has been written. Please give it to the headmaster together with the one in your hand."

"Okay, okay." Xun Xia still felt a chill down his spine.

Senior brother, aren’t you tired of staring at me all the time?

Even if she didn't ask, given Senior Brother's concern for Xiao Song today, Senior Sister would definitely get to the bottom of it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sect Leader Taiwu waved his hand and cast a spell to take the two pieces of rice paper into his hands.

The font is wild.

Different from the inscription on the scroll.

The head of Taiwu Sect had a stern face and said in a serious voice: "Song Yuesheng, this head will ask you one last time. You must tell the truth in front of your master and the three elders. Did you send the painting to Wu Yun?"

The implication was to ask Song Yuesheng whether he had ever been to a brothel.

Song Yuesheng lowered his head, bit his index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and drew a few lines in the air: "If this disciple sends Wu Yunhua, he will not survive tonight..."

Li Yan instantly moved in front of Song Yuesheng, grabbed her wrist tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Who asked you to swear a blood oath?"

A blood oath is when a cultivator draws a talisman with his own blood to show others his determination.

This magic reaches up to the nine heavens and down to the underworld.

Even if he tried to keep it a secret for her, he couldn't escape the eyes of the Nine Heavens Underworld.

Song Yuesheng did not respond and continued to draw talismans with his fingers bent.

"You will be struck by five thunderbolts, die of blood loss, and bear the infamy for ten thousand years."

Li Yan didn't have time to seal her mute point.

A black pattern appeared under Song Yuesheng's right eye.

The blood oath is fulfilled.

No one can change it.

Sect Leader Taiwu couldn't help but take another look at Song Yuesheng.

Since the establishment of Juyun Mountain, there have been only a handful of disciples who have sworn a blood oath.

Even he didn't dare to swear easily.

Perhaps the daughter of Marquis Dingyuan recognized the wrong person, and the person who gave her the scroll was someone else.

Junior Sister Ruan!

Sect Leader Taiwu suddenly had an idea.

This would explain why Wu Yun had the scroll of Junior Sister Ruan and others.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Li Yan's eyes were full of anger, and he almost crushed her wrist. |

He is now completely different from the Immortal Li Yan who usually remains calm and never shows his emotions.

Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes and thanked him without any emotion.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I have never done such a thing, so I am not afraid that the blood oath will take effect. Master, please let me go. I will go back to Xiaohua Peak to practice swordsmanship."

She made it very clear to Wu Yun that it was a transaction, not a gift.

Since Master Taiwu didn't ask her directly whether she had been to the brothel, don't blame her for taking advantage of the situation.

The head of Taiwu sect coughed lightly and said, "Junior Brother Li Yan, we need to discuss the matter of the full moon next, so it is inconvenient for your disciple to be here."

If we can find Junior Sister Ruan before the full moon, we will definitely be able to strengthen the seal again.

Li Yan pursed his lips, his lowered eyes hiding his joy and anger.

When they released each other, they put another white jade bracelet on her hand.

It collided with the jade bracelet, making a clinking sound.

Song Yuesheng's eyes dimmed for a moment.

I'm afraid it's not a bracelet that can teleport here if it breaks in danger.

But, etiquette cannot be avoided.

"Thank you, Master." Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook the bracelet twice and left the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

As soon as they reached the bottom of Xiaohua Peak, Song Yuesheng put down his right hand and his eyes fell on Mo Jingnan who was hesitating.

I'm afraid he also wants to ask about the painting.

Song Yuesheng adjusted his expression, walked over, and joked with a smile: "Brother, are you practicing some weird step method?"

"Junior Sister Song..."

Mo Jingnan was speechless when he saw the black patterns under her eyes.

That is the mark of the blood oath.

What did the master say to Song Yuesheng that made her even swear a blood oath?

After a moment of silence, he stood beside Song Yuesheng and said in a gentle voice, "Junior sister, I'll take you back."

Song Yuesheng still smiled: "Okay, I also have some sword moves I don't understand and want to ask you for advice."

Some of the questions she asked were about basic aspects of absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Mo Jingnan couldn't help but wonder what kind of magic Song Yuesheng had learned in the past ten years.

Third Uncle is the best in the world of immortal cultivation, so how come his disciple’s comprehension is so poor?

Moreover, in the past ten years, whenever he had time, he would ask her to practice sword together. How come she hasn't made any progress at all?

"Thank you, brother."

Song Yuesheng's voice brought Mo Jingnan back to reality.

He looked at Song Yuesheng, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt: "What are you thanking me for? It's normal for a fellow disciple to ask for advice."

Song Yuesheng pointed at the pattern under his right eye and smiled, revealing his fangs.

"Of course it's a blood oath. Brother knew it but didn't ask, just like the humble gentleman who respects women as described in the storybooks!"

Mo Jingnan was in a trance for a moment.

"A modest gentleman, gentle as jade. Mo Jingnan, look, the man in this storybook looks a lot like you. Take the money and buy this one!"

Ruan Ruan.

Because you like gentle people, he deliberately pretends to be that way.

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Blue Sparrow, who was browsing the forum, looked at the machine that suddenly started broadcasting and kicked it again in anger.

The male lead is already asleep, why increase the mission value!

Central Watt's mission machine!

"Senior brother?"

Song Yuesheng waved a few times in front of his eyes.

Mo Jingnan came back to his senses and coughed twice: "Sorry, Junior Sister Song. I'm too tired recently."

I didn’t expect that looking at Song Yuesheng would remind me of Ruan Ruan again.

He had never told anyone about him and Ruan Ruan, and the painting was dated five days ago.

Could it be that Ruan Ruan is not dead?

"Since you are so tired, let's go back to Yanhuan Peak to rest. After what happened this morning, Miss Wu probably won't follow you, Senior Brother. Senior Brother, I'm going back to my room to rest first. Goodbye."

Song Yuesheng covered his mouth and pretended to yawn, then turned around, opened the door and went into the house.

Mo Jingnan's brows suddenly frowned.

The bruise on her neck is...