"Yes."
In such a strange place as the true spirit world, Song Qingqing also wanted to make friends with him.
"It seems like you two also have a deep hatred."
Yuwen Wuji had a harmless smile on his face.
"Yes, a blood feud. To the death."
Song Qingying spoke this kind of words calmly and calmly.
Hearing Song Qingping say it so bluntly, Yuwen Wuji couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Song Qingming knew that he was originally just a cannon fodder in the plot, but he wanted to reverse the plot. Yuwen Wuji, who originally made Long Aotian soar into the sky and used him as a springboard, would end up here.
"What a coincidence. I also have a grudge against this Long Aotian today."
After Yuwen Wuji finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.
"Why is it that when this girl comes, there is no private room?"
There was a noise outside the door.
"Snapped-"
Along with a woman's sharp voice, there was the sound of a whip.
When Song Qingqing heard this voice, it seemed a little familiar.
She looked towards the door on one side. The doors here were all made of silk, and the top was transparent, so she could see everything outside clearly.
Sure enough, I saw a familiar person, Long Aotian's junior sister.
At this time, she was proudly beating the waiter with a whip.
"Miss, really all the private rooms are fully occupied."
The waiter reluctantly dodged and explained.
"You can give it to me as long as you want. I will not dine outside with those idle people in a place like this."
The junior sister whipped her again with a whip. The whip was too long and just hit the door where Song Qingming and the others were.
The door opened, and the junior sister immediately looked inside and saw that there was only a pot of tea on their table.
Suddenly, with a smile on his lips, he wrapped his hand around the whip and walked inside.
Xi Bi and Yue'er followed her like maids, not even daring to raise their heads.
The little junior sister kept looking at their table, "You are really poor. I paid for this pot of tea for you. You should quickly give up your seat and leave!"
Yuwen Wuji frowned and was about to say something.
He was held down by Song Qingying.
Although Yuwen Wuji didn't understand, he responded without saying anything.
"Are you all mutes?"
After they finished speaking, seeing that Song Qingqing and the others ignored him, the younger junior sister became angry again.
Song Qingming looked at her coldly, wondering what trump card she had to be so arrogant and bloodthirsty.
"Huh-"
The junior sister looked at Song Qingqing and suddenly froze in confusion.
"You seem to have seen it somewhere!?"
As soon as the junior sister finished speaking, Xi Bi and others also looked at Song Qingying.
"Princess… "
Both of them shouted in despair.
Why is the princess here
"Princess? That bitch actually chased her senior brother to the real spirit world, bah."
The junior sister's eyes turned contemptuous when she looked at Song Qingqing.
"Did you kill the people in my princess's house?"
Song Qingqing's face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold.
"What happened if I killed you? Haha... If I hadn't left in a hurry, I would have massacred the palace."
As the junior sister spoke, she raised her chin!
Of course, this sentence was said casually. At that time, she took the injured Long Aotian and found that something was wrong with him. Then she became angry and went back to fight for this bitch princess. Who knew that she was not alive? .