Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Spoons are smart." Song Yue did not recognize the deep meaning of Rong Shen's words and answered.

Rong Shen didn't say much. He went to the stone table and sat down. He pointed his finger on the table and said lazily, "where's my memory stone?"

"I thought you didn't want it. "Er Dong squinted, reached over the lantern and quickly took out a black memory stone. She stretched out her hand to Rong Shen.

Rong Shen snorted and was about to reach out to pick him up when a pedestrian came into the courtyard.

"Song Yue, I heard that you have friends to visit..." Song Zhenxing walked in with his hands behind his back, and his eyes first fell on the two women beside the stone table. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but soon it was covered by other things.

Song Zhenxing saw the lantern beside Erdong and the memory stone in Erdong's palm.

His eyes flashed.

Rong Shen reaches out his hand and takes the memory stone. He puts it into his sleeve and looks at the spoon lying there. He suddenly starts to think and pushes his toes on the back of the spoon.

"Silly dog." Rong Shen chuckled.

Cheng Xiu sat next to her, holding her hand with a smile on his face.

No one wants to pay attention to song Zhenxing.

Song Yue couldn't ignore it. He welcomed it and asked, "patriarch, why are you here?"

"I heard that you have guests here, so come and have a look." Song Zhenxing takes back his eyes from Erdong and says to song Yue.

"Yes, they are the friends I met in Wucun before. They just came to drink the wedding wine of Erdong and me this time." Song Yue deliberately accentuated his tone in the following sentence.

He is not really stupid. He came back and figured out a lot of things.

Song Zhenxing twisted his eyebrows, but he began to laugh at the next moment and said: "your yard is not big. Why don't you let your friends stay with me? By the way, I haven't met you two friends yet. "

His eyes passed over Song Yue and fell straight on Rong Shen, saying: "are you song Yue's friends? Song Yue, a child who has been suffering since childhood, has spent most of his time outside training, thanks to your help. "

Rong Shen didn't know what he said, and suddenly became very interested in teasing the spoon. He just lowered his head to tease the spoon, didn't look at Song Zhenxing, and didn't mean to talk to him.

The smile on Cheng Xiu's face had already converged, and he ignored song Zhenxing.

The smile on Song Zhenxing's face is stiff.

"Patriarch, if I still live in this yard, I won't trouble you. You are busy, I'll send you." The smile on Song Yue's face couldn't be maintained, but it wasn't because Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu's attitude towards the clan leader made him hard to do.

However, for the sudden arrival of song Zhenxing, he also felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, song Zhenxing didn't want to be too ugly. He went down the steps of song Yue. He nodded and hurried away with the people. Only when he got out of the courtyard of song Yue, his face became extremely ugly.

The people behind him all lowered their heads and did not dare to talk more at this time.

When song Zhenxing left, Cheng Xiu turned his head and looked at Song Yue. Song Yue pursed his lips and said, "the patriarch has already married, but for so many years, he has no children."

He was a little embarrassed, and those present were not blind. Naturally, he did not miss song Zhenxing's excessive enthusiasm when he looked at Rong Shen.

The dark light in Cheng Xiu's eyes flashed by. He didn't speak. He just looked at Rong Shen.