The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 270 Song Lanyi, I'm covered

Is Xuan Ling dead or not... that is a question.

Whether this matter has anything to do with Bai Ruixu... This is also a question.

But no matter what the result is, the monster race must now throw this blame on the human race.

From the current point of view, Song Lanyi...maybe the best choice.

The leader of the monster clan immediately pointed his finger at Song Lanyi, "Song Lanyi, you are so brave! How dare you attack Xuanling!"

When Song Lanyi heard this, he paused for a moment, and then wiped the red eye sockets with the back of his hand.

She sniffed, and looked angrily at the Yaozu group, "This is so unreasonable! Why do I have the guts to attack Xuanling?"

"Could it be that there are three, five, or six levels between the monster race and the human race? I, Song Lanyi, am a low-ranking person, and Xuan Ling is a high-ranking monster. If I dare to attack Xuan Ling, that would be trespassing! In that case, may I ask?" , what is the meaning of Dabi's existence?"

"Then again, how can you conclude that I killed Xuanling? There are so many people here, among other things, as far as Bai Ruixu from the demon clan is concerned, he usually doesn't like Xuanling. Could it be that he can't?" Did you kill Xuan Ling?"

As he said that, Song Lanyi showed meaningful eyes, "Oh... I understand. Maybe it's because of Bai Ruixu that you are anxious to find a scapegoat..."

When Bai Ruixu heard this, he seemed to see a picture in front of his eyes.

That was Song Lanyi, the villain, carrying a bucket and pouring dirty water on her body.

He was furious for a moment, "Song Lanyi, don't talk nonsense! I, Bai Ruixu, do everything by myself. Even if I really kill Xuanling, I will definitely not..."

Just as he was talking, Song Lanyi's eyes widened, "What? You killed Xuan Ling?!"

The Yaozu leader was helplessly speechless.

He glared at Bai Ruixu, and said softly, "If you can't talk, just step aside!"

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Song Lanyi with a half-hearted smile, "Miss Song, don't disturb your sight, it was you who did it, or you did it..."

Song Lanyi narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard the words, but said nothing.

Because... someone has already taken her one step ahead.

Seeing Emperor Amaterasu standing up from his high seat, looking at everyone in the Monster Race, he said calmly, "So what if you do it? So what if you don't do it? Have you forgotten that this is the territory of the human race, the imperial city at the foot of the emperor, not The wild land beyond the Great Wall."

The leader of the demon clan looked calm, but there was a little sarcasm in his eyes, "At the foot of the imperial city? Does your majesty the human race think that the face of the royal family is greater than that of the demon ancestors?"

There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.

Immediately, there seemed to be fairy music curling up in the sky, and a rainbow glowed from far to near in the sky.

Behind Hongmang, there seemed to be three figures following closely.

The power of those figures is not obvious, they seem like ordinary people, but under the slightest feeling, they can feel...

They are like a silent volcano, seemingly cold and quiet, but deep in the volcano, there is hot magma.

When seeing the person who came, many ministers in the court subconsciously showed astonishment on their faces.

They bowed to the visitor one after another, "I've seen Yan Sheng!"

Yan Sheng?

The first thing that popped up in Song Lanyi's mind was Confucius' disciple—Yan Hui.

Yan Hui, we can know from the records that he was Confucius' favorite student.

During the nine-year compulsory education in the previous life, Song Lanyi still remembered the sentences he had memorized back then.

"One basket of food, one ladle of drink, in the alleys, people can't bear their worries, and they will never change their joy when they return. It's wise, come back!"

It is exactly Yan Hui's character of being patient with poverty and being optimistic.

Therefore, this person, to Song Lanyi, is quite famous.

Look further back.

I saw the three saints behind me, all old acquaintances.

Saint Hundred Flowers, Saint Seven Emotions, and... Saint Mo.

Except for Mo Sheng and Yan Sheng who were standing side by side, the rest of the Hundred Flowers Saints and Seven Loves Saints seemed to stand slightly behind because of their strength.

It's just that few people can be as boring as Song Lanyi and observe so carefully.

Vaguely, the Saint of Seven Emotions is more sensitive to emotional fluctuations, so it is easy to catch the sight in the space.

She frowned slightly and looked at that gaze.

It was Song Lanyi's familiar face that caught his eyes.

The Seven Emotions Saint unconsciously loosened his frowning brows.

Seeing a big smile on Song Lanyi's face, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

I saw Yan Sheng standing with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He looked at the Yaozu, and said in a low voice, "No, the Son of Heaven, the will of all the people in the world, the thoughts of the saints, do you Dare to stop the Yaozu?"

All of a sudden, the faces of the Yaozu people were extremely ugly.

The leader of the demon race even took out a bone flute, half-threateningly said, "The demon ancestor has already told me when I came here, if there is any accident, you can play the bone flute. Even if you are in the center of the human race's territory , the ancestor can still come!"

All the saints looked at each other, and they all saw the cold killing intent in each other's eyes.

Song Lanyi even wrote down the name "Xuan Ling" in his small notebook in his heart.

This time, she was considered a loser.

He failed to calculate Xuanling, and even now he has to take the blame.

But... there are comings and goings, and evenly matched calculations are more interesting.

Song Lanyi squinted his eyes slightly, and then heard a muffled thunderous sound rolling out.

I saw the body of the ancient god Wei'an gradually bending down, his eyes as big as copper bells, just looking at the leader of the monster clan.

Seeing the leader of the monster clan who had been shouting nonstop, cold sweat dripped down his face all of a sudden, and he was trembling, not daring to say anything at all.

The ancient god stretched out two fingers, pinched the leader's head with extremely light force, and then gently lifted his head, his voice was like rolling thunder:
"Song Lanyi... I'm covered. Do you understand?"

How can the Yaozu manage Xuanling's affairs?

He was afraid that the ancient god would crush his own head if he was not careful.

He nodded again and again, "I understand, I understand..."

At this time, even if you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand!
(End of this chapter)