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In the end, Song Zhian did not give an answer.
Nima!
Let him answer this kind of question for a person who has not even condensed a kind of martial arts true meaning, it is simply a soul attack!
If it wasn't for his own son, Song Zhian would have wanted to hit someone!
The breeze blows gently, the warm sunshine covers the ground, and the green grass exudes fragrance. Perhaps it was the rain the day before yesterday that made today's rare good weather, neither cold nor hot.
On this day, after eating a sumptuous breakfast, Song Zhian retreated and took the whole family to guard the door early in the morning.
"Haven't you come yet? Why are you so slow!"
Song Zhian walked up and down the door with a rare nervousness in his expression, looking towards the end of the street from time to time.
Seeing his father's appearance, Song Yifei couldn't help becoming nervous. After all, the person who is coming soon has an extraordinary identity.
Lu Qingmu, Mu Yungui, and Song Yilian, who also knew the situation, were also in a tense state.
Only Liu Qingchan, who didn't know why, and Mu Chenyi, the three little guys, were a little bored, looking around.
As for Lu Qingli, he went to visit an old friend in the county yesterday, and he probably won't be back within three or four days, so he avoided some unnecessary troubles.
"A Fei, who are you waiting for? Why don't you wait in the house?"
Liu Qingchan tugged on Song Yifei's clothes, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice.
"An elder, don't ask too many questions, and don't talk too much later! After greeting, leave quickly!"
Song Yifei, who was worried, confessed again.
"Got it! You've said it several times! It's so long-winded!"
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Song Yifei shook his head with a wry smile, but he couldn't explain it in too much detail.
Tap!
When the sun was about to climb overhead and it was close to noon, an unpretentious carriage, pulled by two black horses, arrived at the gate leisurely.
Song Zhian trotted to the carriage with a happy expression on his face.
Driving the carriage was a burly man with an expressionless face, dressed in gray coarse cloth, and looked extremely cold.
"Senior Brother Song!"
Seeing Song Zhian running over, the stern and strong man jumped out of the carriage lightly, and said to Song Zhian.
"Junior Brother Jiang!"
Song Zhian stopped in his tracks, and with a smile on his face, he also politely returned a salute.
The stern and strong man turned sideways, and on the carriage behind him, a withered hand stretched out from the curtain.
Gudong!
Song Yifei swallowed lightly, and watched without blinking.
What kind of person is the number one master of the demonic way, the master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the existence that is feared by tens of millions of people in the entire Dao?
"Xiaojiang, are you here?"
With withered arms, the curtain was opened, and an old woman with silver hair, wrinkles on her face, and a large number of black age spots, who looked like she was about to enter a coffin, stuck her head out from inside.
The old woman's puzzled expression immediately turned into joy when she saw Song Zhi'an, and she couldn't help grinning, showing only three big yellow teeth left, and laughed.
"Master!"
Seeing the old woman, Song Zhian's eyes turned red, and he hurried forward to help the old woman out of the car.
What the hell?
Seeing Song Zhian carefully helping the old woman out of the carriage, Song Yifei felt that a bolt from the blue had hit his head directly.
Gu Canglan?
This kind of old woman who can kill eight with one hand is actually the number one master of the devil, Gu Canglan who dominates the world?
Is today April Fool's Day?
"Master!"
"Master!"
It wasn't until Lu Qingmu and Mu Yungui hurried forward to say hello that Song Yifei realized that this old woman might really be Gu Canglan.
It's a woman, he endured it!
But this image gap is too big!
Originally, according to Song Yifei's guess, Gu Canglan should be a domineering, mighty old man who swallows thousands of miles like a tiger.
No matter how bad it is, you should have a vicious look on your face, be scheming, and have an aura as deep as the sea!
What the hell is this?
The old lady next door?
The lady next door?
"Xiao Anzi! I haven't seen you for several years, you are getting fatter and fatter! "
Gu Canglan got off the carriage, patted Song Zhian's chubby hands, and grinned.
It's just that her teeth are too few, and the air leaks when she smiles, so her laughter sounds like a blower, very weird.
"The blue eyes are still so handsome! Unlike my old woman, whose bones are almost broken!"
"Master was joking!"
At this time, Lu Qing's eyes were steady and generous, respectful and polite.
"Yungui, um! He looks more and more like Yanchang! How is your cultivation?"
Mu Yungui's father was named Mu Yanchang, who was also Gu Canglan's apprentice and Song Zhian's senior brother.
Song Zhian and Mu Yanchang have a very good relationship. Later, the Mu family encountered a catastrophe, and Mu Yungui was the only one left. Thinking of his brotherhood, he adopted him.
"Returning to Master, I just broke through to Dacheng not long ago!"
"Not bad! You are more talented than your master and your father, and you can expect a future master!"
"Master, the award is over!"
Being able to be praised by Gu Canglan, Mu Yungui was flattered, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.
"Master! Lord!"
Seeing that Gu Canglan was about to walk up to him, Song Yifei could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, and went forward to greet him respectfully.
Hearing Song Yifei's voice, Gu Canglan turned his head and looked over.
Her eyes are black and white, full of vicissitudes, and there is always a smile on her face, which makes people get close unconsciously, and can't afford to be bored.
However, there is still no trace of the first person in the magic way.
"You are Zhi'an's son, Yi Fei! Not bad! Not bad! The appearance is exactly the same as your father back then!"
Gu Canglan nodded towards Song Yifei and praised him.
Originally, she wanted to say a few words to Song Yifei, but at this time, Liu Qingchan brought Mu Chenyi and the three little guys to say hello.
"Hi, mother-in-law!"
"Hi, mother-in-law!"
Since they didn't know Gu Canglan's identity, they called her mother-in-law respectfully.
"Um!"
Gu Canglan nodded with a smile, and agreed, and didn't mind.
When his eyes fell on Liu Qingchan, Gu Canglan's originally flat eyes suddenly showed a wave of fluctuation.
"This feeling? The body of the most yin! What a talent!"
Gu Canglan showed a happy smile on his face, stretched out his withered right hand and lightly grabbed Liu Qingchan's wrist.
"Little girl, do you want to worship me as a teacher?"
Hearing Gu Canglan's words, everyone around fell silent.
Gu Canglan's decision was too sudden.
The corner of Song Yifei's mouth twitched.
If Liu Qingchan worshiped Gu Canglan as his teacher, wouldn't he become his uncle?
This old woman, is there a hole in her head?
"Eh? Don't!"
Liu Qingchan shook her head and refused without hesitation.
She thought that Gu Canglan wanted to take her as an apprentice and teach her about female reds.
"Master!"
Song Zhian sighed helplessly and called out.
"Haha! Sorry! I almost forgot that she is your daughter-in-law!"
Gu Canglan smiled, then let go of Liu Qingchan's hand, as if she just said it out of whim.
Instead of continuing to chat at the door, Gu Canglan entered the compound with Song Zhian's support.
In order to avoid crowding and revealing Gu Canglan's whereabouts, apart from a few confidantes, the other servants in the Song family's house were either transferred to a remote corner or went back directly on vacation, so it seemed very empty. .
Liu Qingchan was very obedient and took the opportunity to escape.
She was not interested in this kind of thing, not to mention that the other party was an old woman.
After arriving in the inner courtyard, Song Zhian and Gu Canglan entered the secret room alone, while the others stayed in the hall to wait.
Not long after, Song Zhian came out with a smile on his face and called Song Yifei in.
In the dark secret room, Gu Canglan sat on a chair with a slight smile on his face, looking at Song Yifei who entered the door.
"I heard that you killed a few little guys from Six Doors?"
The candlelight on the wall reflected her old face a little scary. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com