The Wife I Picked Up In The Game Turned Out To Be A Female Devil

So Song Yan threw herself into Song Ye's arms and cried again,

Song Ye still held a food box firmly in his left hand. Song Yan hugged him, buried her head in his heart and cried loudly,

This was the second time today that he made her cry.

He let her cry until her tears soaked his clothes, then he smiled and said, "You are tired of crying, why don't you eat a bowl of tofu first, and then you continue to cry?"

At this time, Song Yan's emotions had calmed down a lot, and she realized that it was too shameful to cry like this in front of her brother.

"Stop crying, let's eat tofu nao." Song Yan said while wiping away her tears.

Song Ye opened the food box, took out a bowl of tofu puffs from the food box and handed it to her. He also gave her a spoon.

As soon as Song Yan took the bowl, she asked again, "By the way, brother, why did you appear in that iron cage today, and why did Brother Zhao tell us that you were dead?"

"I...I can't remember, ah...my head hurts so much. Once I try to remember these things, my head hurts so much." Song Ye looked like he had a splitting headache,

He thought about it. Instead of giving some blank explanation, he might as well pretend that he couldn't remember anything.

"Then don't think about it." Song Yan immediately said with great distress, "Don't think about it, brother. It would be great if you could come back."

She felt that her brother's sudden disappearance and that Brother Zhao mistakenly thought that his brother was dead might have something to do with his fiancée, the princess.

The princess's whereabouts are still unknown, but fortunately her brother is back.

"Okay, I listen to you, then I don't want to think about it." Song Ye said and also picked up a bowl of tofu and started eating it.

The storyteller really didn't lie to him. The tofu puffs in Yun Guo Kuncheng were indeed delicious.

"By the way, brother, you can go back to Xueyufang with me later." Song Yan said again,

"Xue Yufang? Aren't you practicing in Xuanqing Palace?" Song Ye asked,

"No, Xuanqing Palace refused to accept me, so I ran to Xueyufang,"

Song Yan smiled and laughed when she talked about the past.

But she did not tell Song Ye that she was framed in Xuanqing Palace for stealing her master.

"Brother, the scenery of Xueyu Square is beautiful, the four seasons are pleasant, and there are many cute little demons in the square..."

Song Yan vividly told Song Ye all the beautiful things she encountered in Xue Yufang,

In front of Song Ye, she seemed to have endless words to say.

Finally, she said, "Brother, you will live with me in Xueyu Fang from now on. The owner of the orphanage is very nice, and she will agree to take you in."

After all, her brother now has no place to stay in Yancheng, and he has to hide from the teachers and students of Yuwen College.

Song Ye shook his head and said, "No, Xue Yufang is a place of cultivation after all. As a mortal, it is not appropriate for me to live there. I will find an inn in Yong'an Fang to stay tonight."

"Then I will stay in the inn with my brother." Song Yan said immediately.

Yu Wenyun still regards her brother as the ape and wants to capture her brother. Before explaining this matter to Yu Wenyun, she must stay with her brother and protect him.

…

The next day, Xuyu Mountain, the holy land of Fanyuan Sect,

Wei Gaojun carried Yu Aohai's head and brought the male recorder to Qi Xinyue.

"Your Majesty, here is the head of Yu Aohai, the remnant of the Holy Sky Sect."

Wei Gaojun pointed to a black square box in his hand and said,

"Well, leave this to me and you can go down the mountain." Qi Xinyue said.

Wei Gaojun immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I want to personally report to the sect master. In addition, this recorder's telepathy disk has some scenes that can interest the sect master, and I also want to present them to the sect master in person."

Qi Xinyue thought for a while and then said, "Then just follow me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wei Gaojun said happily,

Qi Xinyue took Wei Gaojun and the recorder into the sect master's hall.

When Wei Gaojun and the recorder saw Qin Xuanxi in the palace, they kneeled down subconsciously.

Qi Xinyue walked directly to Qin Xuanxi and reported, "Vice Hall Master Wei of the Blood Wind Hall brought Yu Aohai's head back."

Qin Xuanxi nodded, "You can take Song Yuan to the backyard first, and you can also feed her a bowl of goat's milk."

"yes."

Qi Xinyue said as she picked up Song Yuan who was sitting on a spring bench playing alone.

After Qi Xinyue left with Song Yuan, Qin Xuanxi asked Wei Gaojun, "Open the box and let me take a look."

"yes!"

Wei Gaojun immediately opened the box, and what was inside was indeed Yu Aohai's head.

Qin Xuanxi nodded and said, "Very good, go down, this sect master will let Hall Master Li of Blood Wind Hall reward you well."

"Sect Master, I have a small gift that I would like to present." Wei Gaojun said immediately,

Qin Xuanxi also saw the recorder who came in with Wei Gaojun, and said, "Then submit it."

Wei Gaojun and the recorder who was kneeling on the ground whispered, "Quickly, open the memory disk and show the picture to the sect master."

The recorder nodded, recited the formula for recording, and poured mana into the telegraph disk.

I saw the golden light of the reading disk, and immediately projected scenes of dynamic pictures upwards.

In the picture, the city wall of Yunguo Lun City appeared.

As the "protagonist" of this scene, Wei Gaojun appears in the center of the picture.

I saw that he was holding a big knife in his hand, and beside him knelt Yu Aohai, who was tied up.

Yu Aohai lowered his head, like a bereaved dog.

But Wei Gaojun looked high-spirited, and the breeze blew by, blowing a few strands of his hair.

At this time, Wei Gaojun looked at himself in the picture with a satisfied look on his face, nodded frequently, and thought to himself, 'This recorder is very skilled, and he has recorded my style perfectly. ’

In the screen, Wei Gaojun said, "Yu Aohai, remember, it is me, Wei Gaojun, who takes your life today, and I am nicknamed the 'Blood Wind Sword Demon'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Gaojun raised his knife and chopped off Yu Aohai's head.

As Yu Aohai's head fell to the ground, this "short play" ended.

Since Qin Xuanxi always wore a Zisha mask, Wei Gaojun couldn't tell from her expression whether she was interested in this "short play" he carefully concocted.

But he heard Qin Xuanxi suddenly say to the recorder, "Replay that scene again."

"Yes...yes!" The recorder nodded and immediately cast his magic power to project the image from the telepathy disk again.

Then, Wei Gaojun's voice sounded in the hall again,

"Yu Aohai, remember, it was me, Wei Gaojun, who took your life today, nicknamed the 'Blood Wind Sword Demon'!"

"Put it back!"

"Yu Aohai, remember, it is me, Wei Gaojun, who takes your life today..."

"Put it back!"

"Yu Aohai, remember..."

At this time, Wei Gaojun on the side felt very shocked and ecstatic.

After all, he himself did not expect that Qin Xuanxi would like the scene of him hacking and killing Yu Aohai on the city wall so much. He actually watched it over and over again, looking like he would never tire of it.

He thought to himself that it was probably the unruly and unruly temperament he exuded while standing on the city wall facing the wind, coupled with his domineering lines, that deeply attracted Qin Xuanxi.

However, he didn't know that what caught Qin Xuanxi's attention was not him on the city wall, but the lonely figure in a corner of the picture, walking with his back to the city.

‘This…this is Song Ye’s back! ’

Qin Xuanxi confirmed this very much.