Song Qi keenly felt the malice from Lu Yuhuai.
She also smiled: "If something happens to the master unfortunately, it should not be difficult for me to find another master by virtue of my identity as the master of Qingyuan sword."
The two looked at each other.
Lu Yuhuai smiled and said nothing, just waved his hand.
Song Qi walked out of Lu Yuhuai's tent with the head token.
The head token also looks very simple, and it belongs to something that is not very valuable to look at.
It can be seen that there is a reason why Qingyuanjian grew like this.
She stuffed the token into the storage space of her hairpin.
The space in the hairpin is not very large, and after putting the token, it is already full.
The contest between Lu Yuhuai and Ji Xuan was in the open space in the battle zone, three days later.
What is certain is that Song Qi is safe these days.
She was not going out of the city either, and followed Luo Shuyun in the city to help take care of people with injured hands.
Everyone in Yu Fengcheng was very excited recently, and no one thought that Lu Yuhuai would lose.
"Do you think the Sect Master will lose?" Someone leaned over to Song Qi's side and asked in a low voice.
"I hope not to lose." Song Qi glanced at the person asking the question, and the question was very boring.
"Then do you think the Sect Master is more powerful, or is the Demon Lord more powerful?"
Song Qi always felt that this person wanted to take her into the ditch, and she casually said, "Aren't they all in the later stages of Mahayana Great Perfection? How do you see who is more powerful?"
she asked innocently.
The other party stopped talking.
Song Qi neatly bandaged the wound of the man under him: "Do you have anything else to do?"
"No, I just want to talk to you."
"Oh, is that so?" Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you see we're busy here?"
Luo Shuyun noticed the movement here and immediately came over: "What's the matter?"
"This person always wants to talk to me." Song Qi immediately complained and gave Luo Shuyun a look.
Luo Shuyun's face turned pale: "If you don't help, don't come here to make trouble."
"Senior Sister Luo, I'm sorry, I'll leave now." The man looked a little timid, and was scared by Luo Shuyun, his face turned pale, and he turned and ran away.
"What's wrong?" Luo Shuyun squatted down beside Song Qi.
Song Qi frowned: "I don't know if I think too much, I always feel that this person is a bit strange."
"I'm going to talk to the guards outside and tell them not to let anyone in."
"Well." Song Qi nodded and went to the next person to prepare a bandage.
On the day Lu Yuhuai and Ji Xuan competed, many people went to the city wall.
Song Qi and the others went earlier and occupied a good position with a wide field of vision.
This time Ji Xuan talked a lot less, and the two of them started fighting without saying a word when they met.
Although he was standing in Yu Fengcheng's protective barrier, he could still feel the oppression from death.
Both are dead hands.
"Ji Xuan seems to be much stronger than last time." Elder He stood aside, his voice a little low.
"Master, will you win?" Song Qi turned to look at him.
Elder He sighed and said nothing.
I couldn't see it at first, but after half an hour, the gap between the two was still widening, and everyone could see that Lu Yuhuai was at a disadvantage.
Lu Yuhuai was also surprised, but in just a few days, this person's cultivation level was directly higher than a level.
Ji Xuan's sword stabbed Lu Yuhuai, and he quickly followed with a palm.
Lu Yuhuai hit the ground hard.
Ji Xuan's sword turned into thousands of sword qi in the air, heading towards Lu Yuhuai.
Elder He was quick-witted and threw his life-saving magic weapon out. The thing quickly grew bigger, covering Lu Yuhuai, and it turned into pieces the moment it touched Ji Xuan's sword energy.
This is his most proud baby, and he can't resist Ji Xuan's blow.
Elder He's face was a little green.
Ji Xuan smiled: "Aren't you well-known and decent? Why, can you help out in a good match?"
His sword hangs high, and the red demon light on the sword is the brightest color in the whole world.
"Qing Yuan, can you stop it?" Song Qi frowned.
"I won't break it, but you probably won't be able to carry it." Qing Yuan said, "Although that sword is not as high as me, but Ji Xuan's strength is really much higher than yours?"
"System, the male protagonist is not going to hang up." Song Qi frowned. After all, she called Lu Yuhuai over. If he died like this, although it was just a string of data, it would still be a little uncomfortable.
System NZ is very calm: "No, I think it's better for you to worry about yourself."
Ji Xuan stopped at the last moment, and he glanced in Song Qi's direction as he left.
The people present were all people with excellent spiritual power and vision, and they could see Ji Xuan's eyes clearly.
Lu Yuhuai was seriously injured, and when he was brought back, his whole figure seemed to be soaked in blood.
Song Qi frowned, what kind of unfortunate plot is this.
The hero and heroine are so miserable.
In order to save Lu Yuhuai, they built a teleportation array directly on the spot.
Song Qi also went back.
Not long after she left, various rumors spread in Yu Fengcheng.
"I always feel that the relationship between Fang Yaoyao and the Demon Lord is unusual."
"I also think, otherwise, why do you have to look at her when you leave."
"I heard that Fang Yaoyao is here because of Fang Yaoyao. Fang Yaoyao must go out to collect herbs if he doesn't listen to his persuasion, and then he met Ji Xuan, and then called the head. Do you think this is because it was arranged long ago? OK?"
"possible."
"Yeah, you see, Fang Yaoyao went to the Demon Race and came back without anything. Who else has such good luck besides her?"
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Standing not far away, Luo Shuyun frowned as she listened to their chatter becoming more and more floating.
After returning, she immediately sent a message to Song Qi.
Song Qi wasn't very surprised to see Luo Shuyun's news, it would be strange if there were no moths.
She can also feel the strange attitude of other people here these days.
She just pretended she didn't know, and went to see Lu Yuhuai every day, and then practiced.
Luo Shuyun and the others all came back after a few days. The time for this practice activity was short, but it was more exciting than the previous 30-day practice activity.
Song Qi went to pick up Luo Shuyun and stood there, feeling everyone's gaze, and the expression on her face didn't change.
"You're back?" Song Qi smiled at Luo Shuyun.
Luo Shuyun frowned and pulled Song Qi away: "What are you going to do? Once you are beaten as a demon spy, things will be very difficult to handle."
"But it will definitely be beaten as a spy of the demon race. We just need to follow the original path. You'd better tell the Luo family. The Qingshan faction may be in chaos in a few days. If you can, help me with a few words. "
"Okay." Luo Shuyun nodded.
Who knows and it hasn't been a few days.
Not long after Song Qi and Luo Shuyun sat down, the Great Elder's people came, and there were still many people.
"Junior sister, please go to the torture hall."
"Yeah." Song Qi nodded, and calmly took out the head token and stuffed it into his pocket.
Luo Shuyun originally wanted to follow her, but after thinking of what Song Qi had just said, she sat down again and contacted her father as soon as they left.
"Junior sister is not afraid?"
"I walk upright, sit upright, what's there to be afraid of." Song Qi calmly looked at the person talking, "Did I do something wrong?"
The person who was talking just now gave Song Qi a look and closed his mouth.
Song Qi smiled and didn't care.
There were already quite a few people in the torture hall, and several elders were basically present.
"Fang Yaoyao! How dare you collude with the demons! You are so courageous!" Fang Yi spoke first, pointing at Song Qi and staring.
"Where's the evidence?" Song Qi looked at Fang Yi, the expression on his face didn't change, "Don't tell me, the evidence is because I went to the Demon Race and didn't get hurt, this kind of bullshit evidence, there's no way to prove that I colluded with the Demon Race. ."
Fang Yi froze for a moment, he was just about to say that.
"I've met the demon master twice and I know that his brain is not normal, like a lunatic. You have dealt with him many times, so you don't know." Song Qi swept the faces of the elders and smiled. smiled.
The distant Ji Xuan sneezed.
"No, you are really going to use this absurd reason." Song Qi was a little speechless.
"You called the head over." Fang Yi said with a cold face.
Song Qi smiled: "Because the master said, I will be targeted by Ji Xuan when I go to Yu Fengcheng this time. He asked me to contact him when I meet the devil. If he didn't say so, would I do it?"
"Did you guys start messing around because you couldn't find any reason? Or is it because Master is seriously injured and unconscious, and you want to take the opportunity to seize power?"
"Don't spit your blood!" Elder Fang Yi slapped the table and pointed at Song Qi.
Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at him coldly: "Why, so you don't have any evidence to prove that I colluded with the demons, and now it's just guessing out of thin air."
"If you're not a demon spy, why would you harm those injured monks?" This time it was another elder who spoke up, the chief elder of the Qingshan faction.
The first elder is usually not in charge of affairs, and rarely appears in front of people.
"What?" Song Qi frowned.
"After you bandaged those monks, they all showed symptoms of festering wounds, and some people have died." The elder stared at Song Qi, "How do you explain this?"
"The medicine and all the dressings are provided by you." Song Qi raised his head and looked at the elder, "From the current situation, it is clear that someone is trying to frame me. I am only twelve years old, and I have been in the party for eleven years. I spend it next to the firewood house at home, when should I collude with the demons?"
"Come on, tell me."
The people around looked at each other and whispered.
Indeed, in terms of age, it doesn't look like a demon spy anymore.
"So, the question is, when my master is in a coma at the moment, someone wants to make me a demon spy, why?"
"Is it because I became Lu Yuhuai's apprentice and still have a divine sword on me? I really have a bright future, and now you want to push me down, who do you think it is?"
The other elders glanced at each other, and they all understood what Song Qi meant.
"I suggest, why don't you find out where the rumor that I'm a spy of the demons came from." Song Qi looked at Elder Fang Yi, "I know that I have some personal grudges with some elders, but in this kind of thing Wouldn't it be good to substitute into personal feelings?"
Elder Fang Yi's face was extremely ugly.
"Besides, if I were a spy of the Demon Race, what do you mean by saying that my master has a bad brain and is still blind?" Song Qi showed eight teeth.