Song Yuyan sat opposite him, watched as he formed a strange handprint with his palms, and then stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed his eyebrows.

She was calm and unsuspecting.

Song Yunge really wants to kill himself, and he has too many opportunities to kill himself. He is the only one who can trust the most in heaven and earth.

It's really ironic and ridiculous to say that the one whom I, a saint of Demon Sect, is the disciple of Tianyue Mountain.

But none of the disciples of Rumengdao can believe it wholeheartedly, which is really sad.

She sighed quietly in her heart and shook her head.

"Boom!" A huge figure suddenly penetrated into her mind, overlapping with her original figure of the demon.

This huge figure has two heads, one is cold and the other is peaceful, with an average appearance, and they all look like their own.

Then a mental method flows into the heart, and immediately realizes it, and then activates the breath without any stagnation.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and smiled.

Song Yunge said: "How?"

"It's done." Song Yuyan said with a smile: "What a Sutra of His Transformation and Demons!"

Song Yunge withdrew his right palm, and the smooth and delicate feeling on her forehead was still there, and she sighed: "I hope you can keep your promise!"

"You keep your word!" Song Yuyan said with a blank look: "Don't worry!"

"It's not easy for you to keep your promises, there will be a lot of obstacles and pressure." Song Yunge shook his head and said, "It will make your situation difficult."

The former will make people suspect that she has deposed the public because of her personal gain, or even suspected her personal affair with her, thereby damaging her majesty.

As the saint of the Demon Sect and even the palace master of the Great Heavenly Demon Palace, he actually fell in love with a disciple of Tianyue Mountain, which would arouse too much opposition and resentment.

The latter will be more difficult. If you fight with Tianmei, the masters of the Demon Sect will feel that they are asking for trouble. Why do you have to do something that is not good at all?

"I will deal with it myself." Song Yuyan said.

Song Yunge nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you. The current task is to find Han Chunxi!"

"Han Chunxi..." Song Yuyan frowned.

She had no choice.

Han Chunxi is like the wind and clouds, floating unpredictable, as if it is everywhere, but it is impossible to find it.

"So, I will start with Ru Meng Dao first, and rectify Ru Meng Dao, which may lead him out." Song Yuyan said.

Song Yunge's light jaw.

"Miaoyue, come in!" Song Yuyan said.

Miaoyue gently pushed open the door, came in silently, and whispered: "Miss..."

"What's wrong?" Song Yuyan snorted: "Is the Saint Order of Nothing Works?"

Miaoyue whispered: "The news came from Tianyin Palace, saying that Miss, your order is unreasonable, and they rejected it!"

"Hey!" Song Yuyan said coldly: "They are going to force the palace! They want to destroy me, the saint!"

Miaoyue didn't speak with her head.

In fact, this is exactly the case. The actions of Tianyin Palace are like slapping the saint in the face and damaging the majesty of the saint's order.

In this case, if the saint cannot restore the majesty of the saint, the saint order will be useless from then on, and the saint will become a decoration and will be at the mercy of the Tianyin Temple.

Song Yuyan said coldly: "Then I will go to Tianyin Palace!"

"You have not yet recovered your skills, so wait a moment." Song Yunge said.

Song Yuyan said: "There is no need to restore all cultivation to deal with these wastes, it is enough now!"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Okay, then I wish you a victory!"

He could not be with Song Yuyan, otherwise he would have a complaint and could only hide in the dark.

"You're not with me?"

"No, I'll watch from a distance."

"...It's good." Song Yuyan nodded and said, "It's likely to attract Han Chunxi!"

"I will take action in time, you don't have to worry about me." Song Yunge said.

Song Yuyan got up and walked out.

Miaoyue was busy following.

Song Yuyan waved her hand: "You don't have to follow."

Miaoyue stopped helplessly. She knew that it was a burden to go there, and the best way was to hide away.

Song Yunge smiled at Miaoyue: "You go find a place to hide."

"Hmm-?" Miaoyue was stunned: "Young Master Song?"

Song Yunge said: "They may use you to threaten your lady, so you'd better find a place to hide it and don't let them find it!"

"...Okay." Miaoyue felt it reasonable when she thought about it.

Song Yuyan said: "Go and go."

Song Yunge smiled and said, "I'll help you find a place, your original place will inevitably leave traces."

Song Yuyan snorted, "What good place can you have?"

"Don't worry." Song Yunge smiled and said, "If you leave, I will follow you."

Song Yuyan shook her head and stopped asking, and left directly.

Song Yunge took Miaoyue out of Daluo City, came to a valley, took a few shots on the stone wall of the valley, and a cave appeared. After the two of them got into a stone chamber.

The stone chamber has bright light, which is obviously wonderfully treated, so I don’t have to worry about light and food and clothing, so I let Miaoyue stay here for a while.

He floated away, followed Song Yuyan, and came to a towering peak.

He did not step into the mountain, sat down on the top of the mountain opposite, and looked inside through the demonic eyes.

Song Yuyan stepped directly into Rumeng Peak and came to a white hall at the highest point, which was the Tianyin Hall.

"A bunch of old bastards, come out!" She came to the hall and spoke directly and vented.

The roaring shouts rolled like thunder.

Four figures floated out of the hall, all of which were old men with white eyebrows, with white and long eyebrows falling on their cheeks.

The four of them stared at her coldly as if they were as bright as cold lightning.

A thin old man said in a deep voice: "Saint, what are you going to do? You are so rude!"

"Ignorance?" Song Yuyan said coldly: "I want to ask what you are going to do!"

"We just rejected the absurd Saint's order, the responsibility of our Tianyin Temple." The thin old man said slowly: "This is in line with our dream-like rules."

There are many disciples on Rumeng Peak who shrank their heads and did not go to watch the fun, and they could hear it clearly.

The Saint Maiden started to have a quarrel with Tianyin Palace again, which is not a strange thing. Some disciples think that the Saint Maiden is too strong and do not discuss anything with Tianyin Palace.

Some people think that Tianyin Palace is too bullying and do not regard the saint as a saint, and they must suppress the saint in everything.

Song Yuyan said coldly: "You are following the orders of an outsider and not following the orders of my Saint Maiden, is it in line with the rules of Ru Mengdao?"

"Ahem, that's not an outsider." The thin old man coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Han is also a student of our Demon Sect."

"Can the Demon Sect command us to do Ru Meng's Word?" Song Yuyan said in a deep voice: "Then what have we do Ru Meng's Word become? Have we become Han Chunxi's subordinates?"

"Young Master Han is expected to reopen the Great Demon Palace." The thin old man snorted.

"Then has he reopened the Great Demon Palace?" Song Yuyan said coldly.

"……not yet."

"What are you talking about? I'm so eager to get up, for fear of reopening the Great Demon Palace in the future, without your place, right?" Song Yuyan sneered: "The older I get, the more utilitarian you are, the more majesty you are. Where is the dream-dao majesty?"

The thin old man said coldly: "Saint, if you can beat Mr. Han, then we will naturally be ordered without any violation."

Song Yuyan said slowly: "If I can't beat Han Chunxi, I will be better than you!"

"You are not a match for Mr. Han, so forget it."
Chapter completed!