After the ancestor bound the Shenhao system, it was broken

As soon as the two returned to Qingyunxuan, Xu Qingshu ordered the guards to take Zhou Yanyu down to recover from his injuries.

Only when he recovers from his injuries can he work secretly for her.

At this time, the guard came over to report that Song Wenhua from the Song family was here again.

This time Xu Qingshu did not refuse, and said in a cold voice: "Let them come in."

It was less than half a cup of tea, and Song Wenhua, with warm eyebrows, walked into the courtyard with long legs.

He stretched out his hand to bow and said in a respectful tone, "Song Wenhua, the junior of the Song family, has met the ancestor Qing Shu."

There was a hint of temptation in these words.

Before his death, the second uncle sent a message back, saying that the Xu family had used the Resurrection Tower to resurrect the evil god. There was no other news.

There are only two people who can be called evil gods.

One is the current leader of the demon clan.

One is Xu Qingshu, who has been dead for thousands of years.

After discussing with the elders, the head of the Song family decided to let him come over to test.

If Patriarch Qingshu is really resurrected, some things will become troublesome.

But if other ancestors of the Xu family pretended to be...

Xu Qingshu sat dignifiedly and elegantly on the main seat, her dark and deep purple eyes swept towards him.

Humph, she knew what she had in mind without having to guess.

"The Song family is really becoming more and more unruly. Why would you ask a junior to come over for something like apologizing?"

Her voice was clear and airy, with a hint of coldness in her words.

Song Wenhua wanted to explain, but as soon as he raised his head to look at her, Xu Qingshu's cold face fell into his eyes, and a flash of astonishment flashed through her dark eyes.

It's her!

The two looked at each other for several seconds. Song Wenhua quickly lowered his head, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and for a moment he felt his heart beating violently and clearly.

Knowing that he was offended, he coughed lightly and explained calmly: "My second uncle in the family had offended the Xu family a lot before, so I came here to apologize on behalf of the Song family.

Moreover, the second uncle provoked an enemy plot on his way home and is now dead. I would like to ask Lord Qingshu to have a lot of money and not take such a trivial matter to heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants of the Song family quickly took out the things in the storage bag.

Several mahogany boxes fell to the ground with a "bang" and were placed neatly and opened automatically one after another.

I saw that the wooden box contained not only high-level secrets, but also various first- to fifth-grade elixirs, which would be of great benefit to practitioners.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the Xu family looked indifferent, with no trace of surprise in their eyes.

If these boxes of things had been placed before, I'm afraid they would have been collected long ago.

But ever since I saw Fa Di’s treasures, I felt that these lower-grade things were no longer worthy of the Xu family.

Song Wenhua caught their expressions in his eyes, with a warm smile still on his face, but his heart sank.

After hearing his words, Xu Qingshu just wanted to laugh.

It was clear that the second son of the Song family was killed by her own hands and the Xu family sent him back in person, yet they could still tell lies.

You are truly worthy of being a member of the Song family.

After a long time, Xu Qingshu asked, "Do you really want me to accept the gift?"

Song Wenhua nodded without hesitation.

But he was wondering in his heart, why did Patriarch Qing Shu ask him?

A malicious smile appeared on Xu Qingshu's face, "Since you agree, then go back and tidy up. In the evening, I will ask someone to bring you over to arrange a place to stay."

After saying that, she glanced sideways at the silent head of the Xu family next to her.

After receiving the signal from his eyes, Master Xu quickly understood and quickly stood up and bowed: "As our ancestors have commanded, I will definitely not neglect Young Master Song."

The smile on Song Wenhua's face froze slightly, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

He looked directly at Xu Qingshu, frowning slightly as if he didn't understand: "May I ask what Patriarch Qingshu meant by what you just said?"

Let him go back and clean up, and he will come over in the evening. Listen to this...

Is it possible that the ancestor of the Xu family wanted to eat tender grass?

"Didn't you already guess it?" Xu Qingshu stared straight at him.

Sure enough, the smile on his face could not be maintained.

Song Wenhua was shocked. His hands hanging on his sides could not help but clenched into fists, and his voice was much calmer than before.

"Ancestor Qingshu really loves to joke."