The Spirit Beast Sect was still immersed in sorrow. When Fang Jingzhi came out of the mourning hall, it was already late.
Too many things happened in the past few days, which made him unable to accept it for a while. He had not slept for several days, and his handsome face looked very tired.
Fang Jingzhi looked up at the dark night sky, feeling extremely lonely in his heart. He sat on the stone steps at the door and drank a few sips of wine.
Such a large spiritual beast sect actually has so many affairs to deal with.
If he hadn't been afraid that Lin Wujiang would make another mistake and taken on all the miscellaneous matters in the sect himself, he probably wouldn't have been able to truly understand the difficulties his father had faced.
After leaving the yard, Fang Jingzhi's steps were unsteady and aimless, and he suddenly didn't know how to go forward.
After going around in circles, he finally stopped at Song Qingbai's door under the influence of alcohol.
News came today that Yaoxian Valley was massacred by people from the Demon Palace. Lu Qianyin, as the valley master, rushed back thousands of miles, leaving Song Qingbai alone here to recuperate.
Originally because of Fang Shaoyuan's death, Fang Jingzhi wanted to put aside his love for his children temporarily, but who could have thought that the first sight and throbbing in his youth would be so easy to let go.
A lot of thoughts were running through his mind. He was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but he was worried that Song Qingbai had already gone to bed. After hesitating for a long time, he put his hand down again.
Fang Jingzhi sighed slightly, pinched his slightly aching temple and was about to turn around and leave when the door was opened.
In fact, Song Qingbai was also unable to sleep because of his worries about Yaoxian Valley and Su Xuhai's upcoming succession as the leader of Qingyun Sword Sect.
Although Fang Jingzhi intentionally lowered the sound of his footsteps, Song Qingbai still noticed them.
Song Qingbai sensed him standing at his door and hesitated. He wanted to let things take their course, but he couldn't resist the system's constant persuasion.
"Miss Song, it's so late and you're still awake?"
Fang Jingzhi turned around when he heard the door open, and when he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night, he no longer spoke as casually as before.
"Brother Jingzhi, are you okay? I see you look extremely tired. Your father's incident has already happened. Please be stronger."
Smelling the alcohol coming from him and looking at the faint dark circles under his eyes, a dark light flashed in Song Qingbai's eyes. Every time he saw Fang Jing in the past, his face was filled with a happy and rebellious smile.
But now, she has become more polite and calls herself Miss Song.
"Miss Song is right. I am now the pillar of the Spirit Beast Sect, so of course I will be stronger. However, tomorrow, the acting leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Su Xuhai, will officially become the leader. You..."
Fang Jingzhi looked at the person in front of him, wanting to say something but stopping himself. At least he still had a place to stay.
I still remember the first time I met Song Qingbai. She was wearing rough clothes, was weak, and had a high fever in a dilapidated place.
Since Yaoxian Valley is no longer there and Lin Yanzhou has lost his whereabouts, he can and has the ability to give her a home where she can live a stable life.
"Brother Jingzhi, I will handle my own affairs. No matter what, I will never believe that the eldest brother would kill the four elders. Of course, I must go back."
Song Qingbai's eyes were serious. She invited Fang Jingzhi into the house, but she also understood that he came here so late at night, and he must want to stop her from going back.
"Su Xuhai is a scheming man. The four elders died in mysterious circumstances, and he blamed everything on Lin Yanzhou. If you rashly go back, it will be unsafe."
Fang Jingzhi's expression changed slightly. He sat upright in the chair, and his tone was full of concern when he spoke.
Song Qingbai glanced sideways, and for the first time, her phoenix eyes really looked at him. In just a few days, he had grown from a green and immature boy to such a steady man.
"Brother Jingzhi, don't worry. Although I have lost my sword bone, my cultivation has increased rapidly. Not everyone can hurt me.
The whereabouts of the eldest senior brother are unknown, and the four elders are already dead. As the daughter of the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, I have to go back no matter what.
If all this was really done by Su Xuhai, I would not confront him head-on, but would find a way to leave first."
After experiencing two life and death situations, Song Qingbai has also changed a lot. Although the strategy mission is important, after getting along with others for a long time, she fully understands that the people around her are flesh and blood, living people who can cry and laugh.
Even Song Changfeng, the swordsmanship genius on the Shenwu Continent, is no match for Su Xuhai, let alone others.
However, Su Xuhai has been willing to swallow his anger and pretend for many years. Tomorrow is his big day, so there is no reason for her not to go back.
"I'm afraid that the Qingyun Sword Sect is no longer the same as before.
Now the entire Qingyun Sword Sect is composed of Su Xuhai's people, and they have invited all sects in the Shenwu Continent to attend the ceremony.
They must have set an ambush long ago, waiting for you to return and fall into their trap!"
Seeing Song Qingbai's firm attitude, Fang Jingyi was worried for a moment and directly grabbed her hand.
"Brother Jingzhi, I understand what you mean. But I've come back unscathed so many times. Can't you trust me just once more?"
Song Qingbai only knew that he was concerned and anxious, so she didn't pull her hand back directly, and let him hold her hand.
"Lu Qianyin entrusted you to me, so how could I let you fall into danger again? My Spirit Beast Sect has also been invited. If you insist on going back, then I will go with you!
No matter what, with the entire Spirit Beast Sect backing you up, Su Xuhai wouldn't dare do anything to you."
Fang Jingzhi sighed helplessly and could only express his thoughts.
"Brother Jingzhi, tomorrow is the day of the Sect Master's burial. As his only son and the Young Master of the Spirit Beast Sect, how can you not be there?"
Song Qingbai lowered his eyes, shook his head and whispered.
"Song..."
"Brother Jingzhi, just call me like before."
Song Qingbai raised a faint smile, wanting to reassure Fang Jingzhi.
Fang Jingzhi's gaze fell on her face, and then moved down to her cherry-red lips, and he swallowed subconsciously.
Suddenly he realized that he was holding her hand tightly, so he let go in panic, picked up the teacup and took a few sips.
"Then I will call you Baibai from now on! I was young and frivolous before, and you didn't get angry when I called you that frivolously.
In the future, I will be more mature and steady, support the entire Spirit Beast Sect, and take good care of you."
Fang Jingzhi's face was slightly red, and it was unclear whether it was because of the alcohol or something else.
Song Qingbai was slightly stunned when he heard his confession-like tone, but did not agree.
"Host, Fang Jingzhi's strategy mission is not yet completed! Now is the best time, you must not forget it."
A system reminder sounded in his mind, but Song Qingbai's face remained calm and indifferent.
For a moment, she suddenly couldn't figure out whether she still wanted to go back.
"Host, you must not waver in your faith. If you fail to complete your mission, you will die."
"Ruyi, don't worry, I understand. Can you help me see what the intimacy value between me and Fang Jingzhi is?"
Song Qingbai looked at Fang Jingzhi's slightly red face, then glanced at his nervous expression, and his heart sank.
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