Chapter 287 He also felt that what he said was disgusting
Song Xianyu was kicked by her and fell on the ground with her back, feeling a slight pain in her chest.
Song Anran used all his strength in this kick.
Song Anran didn't believe the words "I don't have it so I want to steal it". She must be planning something bad if she stole the heirloom jade ring.
The Song family's heirloom jade ring is closely related to luck and can open many secret places of the Song family.
"I just took it out of curiosity. Why are you so aggressive?" Song Xianyu coughed twice, her face looking very bad. "When you were little, when you saw something you didn't have, weren't you curious and took it to take a look?"
"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Song Anran stepped on his feet again.
Locked by Ye Lin's spiritual sense, Song Xianyu was unable to move, and was stepped on by Song Anran, her face flushed red.
The hand hidden in the sleeve faintly emitted spiritual energy fluctuations.
Qi Yangui glanced at her, his peripheral vision falling on the rooftop not far away. He held Song Ningshu's hand and took her back to Nianzhi. His tone was forgiving, "The jade ring has been taken back, and the kick has been kicked. Since no damage has been caused, let her go."
"Didn't she cause any harm to you? For a female cultivator like her, being stared at like this on the street is already a very embarrassing thing for her."
Lu Yilin and Lou Fanfan whispered to each other, "Master Qi's tone right now is like that of a radiant Madonna."
The others clasped their hands together, lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Qi Yangui, you..." Song Anyu gritted his teeth, "When did you become so kind?"
"Didn't Aning help you catch her in time? Forgive her when you can, and leave a way out so that we can meet again in the future."
"I always feel a little more sympathy for people who look a bit like Aning."
Song Xianyu looks a bit like Song Qiao, and Song Xianning looks a bit like Song Qiao. Song Xianyu does look a bit like Song Xianning.
Qi Yan returned to Ye Lin and waved goodbye.
Ye Lin's mouth twitched and he withdrew his spiritual sense.
"Thank you very much. You are a sensible youngster." Song Xianyu smiled at Qi Yangui with a proud tone and left quickly.
Before leaving, she glanced at Gu Qingyue.
Gu Qingyue looked puzzled.
"Tsk, why are you so arrogant? You're pretending even when you're about to die." Song Anran complained softly, then looked at Gu Qingyue, "She seemed to have glanced at you on purpose."
Gu Qingyue nodded.
"Ye Lin." After Song Xianyu turned around, Qi Yangui shouted with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"I understand." Ye Lin responded, and disappeared from their sight the next moment.
"Uncle Master Qi, when you said those words just now, your whole body was glowing." Lu Yilin said exaggeratedly.
Qi Yangui glanced at her and said, "Don't be so sarcastic."
He led Song Ningshu forward, "Wait until Ye Lin comes back and see what they are going to do. It's not just Song Xianyu. I also sensed two other auras that are similar to hers."
"Also, she seemed to have taken other things that did not belong to her."
Song Anyu looked at him and said, "What you said just now was really disgusting. If I didn't know you had other plans, I would really be angry."
Qi Yangui didn't respond. When he spoke, he felt that what he said was disgusting.
"Let her stay in the city for a while. Her stealing skills are very powerful. If she hadn't leaked her scent when she walked by, it would have been difficult for Aning and I to find her." Qi Yangui said.
Song Anyu was completely unaware that his jade ring had been stolen.
Because the jade ring has the function of gathering spirits, Song Anyu and Song Anran usually wear the jade ring around their waists.
"Nanyin City is particularly lively today." Jiang Sui staggered to avoid the crowd somewhere.
Yao Nian grabbed another female cultivator and handed her a spiritual fruit. "Fellow Daoist, is there a festival today? Why is it so lively?"
The female cultivator glanced at her, took the fruit and took a bite. "Today is the Fayin Festival held once every ten years in Nanyin City. The Fayin Saint will chant spiritual music and play the zither. If the cultivators who hear it have high comprehension, it is possible to break through the bottleneck."
"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I need to go get a good spot. I've been stuck at the bottleneck for a long time."
"I'm a little curious. Do you want to go and take a look?" Jiang Sui asked.
"Then go ahead, but you don't have to get too close." Mo Songyun continued.
Near the large circular platform in the center of the city, I found that everywhere was surrounded by people. The area under the platform was already crowded, and the roofs around it were also full of people.
“I can’t squeeze in.”
"Then let's go to heaven." Shengxia rummaged through the spirit ring and took out a wooden basin.
Song Anyu took a look and said, "It looks like a bathtub."
"The flying boat is a bit conspicuous, this one is just right." Shengxia injected spiritual power, and the "bathtub" became bigger.
"This one might be more conspicuous." Lu Yilin was the first to step into the basin and sat down cross-legged. "Give me some hot water, like a bath."
"Just tell me whether you want to go up or not." Shengxia stepped in.
Others also went in.
Midsummer controls the "bathtub" to ascend to heaven.
Lying on the edge of the bathtub and looking down, Wen Xu sighed, "So many heads."
When the others saw this, their eyes lit up, and the monks on the edge also took out the flying spiritual energy they could, controlled it to fly into the sky, and occupied the surrounding positions.
Jiang Sui took a look and said, "Haven't they thought of going to the sky before? Not really. This isn't a difficult method to come up with."
"Because the Saint said that listening from above has basically no effect." A monk who came up later replied to him.
"Then why did you come up here?"
"Because no one came up before, I thought there was some rule that forbids coming up. After seeing you come up, I asked other cultivators, and they said there is no rule that forbids coming up. Besides, the sound of the piano is only effective for cultivators with Nanyin City tokens. I don't have a token, I'm just here to join in the fun, so I don't care whether it works or not." said the cultivator.
"It's almost nightfall. The sea is dangerous at night, and it will take a whole day to reach the next city, so I came to join in the fun."
Jiang Sui nodded, "When does it start?"
"A quarter of an hour."
"Is it hosted by the City Lord's Mansion?"
"Yes, yes, those are the people from the City Lord's Mansion." The monk pointed casually at a few people wearing bright red clothes beside the round platform.
Song Ningshu looked at the crowd below, and scanned it with his spiritual sense without making any sound. He saw several cultivators hurriedly looking for something in the crowd.
More people in bright red clothes were walking through the crowd, holding a piece of jade that emitted a warm glow in their hands.
She held up her face, her eyes following their movements. After a moment, she said, "I don't think this Holy Syllable Festival will be possible."
"Why?" Lou Fanfan asked.
"Something is lost, and it's very important." Song Ningshu pointed to the monks in the City Lord's Mansion below, "Look, they are looking for it."
"It seems like, what did you lose?"
"Chanting, the sound of the piano, it's either the Saint or the piano." Song Ningshu said, "If the Saint doesn't come on stage later, then the Saint is lost. If the Saint comes on stage, then the piano is lost."
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