Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Chapter 346 The rumored strong man is actually me?

It wasn't until Gongsun Gang and Dongfang Xu disappeared completely that the group of Yunyan Sect disciples present were relieved.

A joy of surviving the disaster surged into everyone's hearts, making them extremely excited.

The disciples of the Qingming Sect knew about Song Ci's Yunzhi Town and felt very stressed. The disciples of the Yunyan Sect who were facing them did not know that they felt the same pressure.

"The people from Qingming Sect just... left?"

"It's the first sect in the Southern Territory after all. It's really unbelievable that he left in such a dejected manner."

"Not only that, Qingming Sect also compensated us with so many treasures. It's really strange."

"..."

Qing Mingzong and his party left, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little warmer.

Many disciples couldn't help but talk and speculate about why Qingming Sect did this.

Similarly, Song Ci himself looked confused, not knowing why the people of Qingming Sect suddenly made an [-]-degree turn.

Is it because he is afraid of senior sister?

"Is it because you are afraid of Lord Ye Qing'er?"

Just as he was thinking this, a disciple shouted out.

When the others heard this, they all looked surprised.

Yes.

Although the Qingming Sect was very powerful, no one in the entire Southern Territory could match Ye Qing'er.

Qingming Sect didn't dare to offend her, so they could only behave obediently with their tail between their legs.

"This matter is over, I will go back first and send you a text message if I have anything to do."

Song Ci was ready to leave.

Liao Rong, the leader of the Yun Yan Sect, bowed his hands and saluted: "Best farewell to the sect master."

"Congratulations to the Sect Master!"

All the disciples present bowed and saluted.

Song Ci nodded slightly, and gradually moved away, disappearing from everyone's eyes.

"We have only been out for a month, and the sect has undergone such big changes. Senior Brother Song Ci has become the sect leader. It is really amazing!"

"I still remember the Tianbang competition that year. Song Ci was still my junior brother. In the blink of an eye, he became the sect leader."

"Senior Brother Song Ci is the pride of our Yunyan Sect. His strength is extraordinary. Now it's time to call him our sect leader."

After a few sighs, everyone dispersed.

Pack your things and prepare to return to your previous stronghold.

……

the other side.

Song Ci was not in a hurry to return to the clan as soon as possible and planned to take a stroll outside.

Qing Ming Sect apologized for this. He always felt that things were a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird at the moment.

If it was because they were afraid of senior sister, then the people of Qingming Sect would not find trouble with Yun Yanzong in the beginning.

Not to mention that when Yun Yanzong went to ask for an explanation for the second time, he would seriously injure Senior Brother Zhuge.

There is something strange about this matter, it is really weird.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of conversation coming from below.

"It's amazing to be able to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Sooner or later, I will be able to develop such a skill!"

"Hey, Huwazi, don't think about what you have and what you don't have all day long. Cut down more spiritual trees and sell them, and exchange them for spiritual stones to buy yourself a spiritual sword. After you practice to build a foundation, you can also fly with a sword. Got it!"

"Humph, grandpa, you are small and your structure is small. You don't necessarily have to rely on the spirit sword. Have you ever heard that sentence?"

"Oh? What are you talking about? Come and listen!"

"If heaven had not given birth to me Song Ci, the way of ax would last forever like a long night."

Hearing these words again, and hearing the name with the same name as his own, Song Ci's heart trembled violently, and he lowered his eyes and looked down.

I saw an ox cart driving leisurely on the official road below.

An old man held the reins of the cow in front, pulling the cow forward slowly.

On the bullock cart, there were piled several pieces of spiritual wood chopped into arm lengths.

Sitting in front of him was a boy of about ten years old, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with dark round eyes full of light, and a proud smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, talking eloquently.

"Grandpa, Lord Song Ci seriously injured the Chengding-level monk with the help of mortal weapons. If the friend of the Chengding-level monk hadn't escaped with him, I estimate that he would have been killed on the spot."

Having said this, Huwazi touched the stone ax next to him and began to dance and play.

"He has a mortal axe, and I also have a mortal axe, hehe... From now on, even if God doesn't give birth to me as a tiger child, the path of the ax will last forever like a long night!"

Song Ci stared blankly in the direction of the oxcart with a thought in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, he had appeared on the bullock cart.

However, his appearance did not attract the attention of others. The old man was still focused on driving the car and asked: "Hey, is it true or not, Huwazi, who is Lord Song Ci? He can actually defeat everyone with ordinary weapons." Ding realm monk?"

"Of course it's true, grandpa, let me tell you..."

Huwazi smiled triumphantly and said: "Sir Song Ci is a powerful big shot. You know the Zhatian Gang, right? Lord Song Ci is from the Zhatian Gang!"

"Ah? The Zhaotian Gang? Is that the sect of Ye Qing'er?!"

The old man was startled, and his cloudy eyes instantly stared at the boss.

"Yes, Ye Qing'er is his senior sister."

Huwazi raised his head proudly, showing off as if he was proud of himself.

"Tsk tsk, he is actually a disciple of the Zhatian Gang. No wonder he is so powerful."

The old man smacked his tongue repeatedly.

Song Ci sitting behind the bullock cart: "...???"

Why do you feel like these two people are talking about him? But it doesn’t seem like it’s him? !

Song Ci looked confused and felt that his mind was in chaos.

"Now many monks in the Southern Region have set out to see Lord Song Ci. Unfortunately, my strength is too low and the risks on the road are too high. Otherwise, I would have gone to see him." Huwazi felt a little regretful.

The old man smiled and scolded: "Silly boy, practice hard. When the day comes when the sect opens its doors and accepts disciples, I will send you to become a disciple."

Huwazi clapped his hands happily.

"Hehe, thank you grandpa, we have agreed."

The old man turned around and grinned at Huwazi: "Dang-" Ran.

But before he finished speaking, the old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly protected Hu Wazi behind him, and shouted: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The old man looked at the figures on the bullock cart warily, with a look of caution on his face.

Huwazi was also startled, hiding behind the old man and sticking out his head.

I saw a man sitting on the bullock cart, wearing a white shirt, handsome, sitting there with an expressionless face.

He didn't say anything or do anything, but the old man felt a strong death threat for no reason.

Huwazi's eyes scanned his face, his brows furrowed, and he murmured in confusion.

No matter how he looked, he felt that the person in front of him felt inexplicably familiar.

Seems to be......

The rumored Lord Song Ci?

"Are you Lord Song Ci from the Zhatian Gang?" he asked tentatively.

Song Ci replied slowly: "No, I am from the Yun Yan Sect."

Huwazi: "..."

Some speechless.

Playing sophistry with him?

Huwazi suppressed his constipation and said, "Sir Song Ci from the Zhatian Gang belongs to the Yunyan Sect. Your portrait has been spread throughout the Southern Territory. You say this because you don't want us to recognize you." ,Yeah?"

Song Ci: "???"

The rumored strong man is actually me?