Song Renjia was the first time he had encountered the second generation of immortals who might be in the Nether Realm.

This second generation of immortals is also a threat to himself.

A little panicked, Song Renjia hurriedly got up and knocked on Zhang Lingyu's door again.

"What's the matter, I'm inspired. Zhang Lingyu, who opened the door, looked impatient.

"What's going on with this Netherworld?"

"Although the Holy Beast First Line is in the Heavenly Realm, it is not actually under the management of the Heavenly Court, and the lower realm is relatively free. Zhang Lingyu said.

"You are the Jade Emperor, and there are still people who are not under your control?" Song Renjia didn't believe it: "You have to take care of this matter, and people are going to come down to take revenge on me." ”

"Then who do you blame? It's not that you owe it?" Zhang Lingyu rolled her eyes.

"Then what should I do?" asked Song Renjia.

"Cold salad!" Zhang Lingyu spit out two words, thought for a while and said, "You don't have to worry too much, didn't people say that they must be in the lower realm." Besides, even in the lower realm, you must abide by the rules of the heavenly court. Although their lineage is not directly under our jurisdiction, nominally speaking, all living beings in the Three Realms are still under the jurisdiction of Heavenly Court. ”

"Don't worry, it won't mess around, and even if it does, won't it still be me. Zhang Lingyu patted Song Renjia on the shoulder: "It's okay, don't bother me." ”

"Well, I admit I'm cheap. Song Renjia sighed and went back to his bedroom, thinking about changing the title of Dragon Horned Tiger back.

However, he found that the dragon horned tiger actually accepted the title, and he was still talking about how he challenged the proud achievements of the big demons of all parties.

In a word, this is a strong person...... The second generation of the Holy Beast.

[Good Courage and Ruthless] Dragon Horn Tiger: I didn't talk nonsense to him, I just cut the corner in front of him. I just want to tell him that with me, don't try to do anything wrong in the West Pole.

Little Green Lion: [Thumbs Expression] The horns of the Moon Gazing Rhinoceros have been cut off, you cow!

Dragon Horned Tiger: [Smug Expression] My claws can cut anything.

【Peach Blossom】Lu Renjia: ......

Dragon Horned Tiger: @陆人甲 I'll find you to play when I have time.

Song Renjia felt that the sweat on his body began to flow out.

Fortunately, from Long Jiaohu's later speech, Song Renjia had already seen that Long Jiaohu was no longer hostile to him, and he might just want to come down and play.

He even gave Song Renjia a gift. Song Renjia received a riot control talisman through the Dapeng Express applet, which was the same as the one sent by Xiao Xuanyi, but there was a slight difference, there was a tiger shape formed by special runes on it.

The Tenth Prince sent several envious expressions. He was controlled by Zhang Lingyu, and he still has no chance to go to the lower realm.

The group began to discuss the plot of Zhang Lingyu's novel again, and Song Renjia saw that there was nothing to do, so he withdrew.

He is not used to participating in such discussions, and only likes to read books in silence.

After lunch, Song Renjia practiced for another afternoon.

At night, Zhang Lingyu still coded words, and Song Renjia went to bed early after checking the chat group.

Early in the morning, after changing into new clothes, Song Renjia tidied up his hairstyle a little and went out.

Today is his first date with Su Liyue.

Getting into the taxi, Song Renjia told the driver the address of the Crescent Villa area. The car started, and under the warm on-board air conditioning, Song Renjia closed his eyes.

When he woke up, he found that he had rope tied to his body and a large ball of cloth in his mouth.

He struggled hard, and with a snap, the rope broke.

Song Renjia: "......"

When he woke up, he realized that he was yin, and the struggle was just a knee-jerk reaction. He didn't think he was really capable of breaking the rope......

Heaven and earth are martial arts, giving him extremely strong physical fitness.

Song Renjia tore the rope away from his body, pulled out the cloth in his mouth, and moved his hands and feet, which were a little sore.

He looked around, he should be in the bedroom of a suite, and outside should be the living room, and from where the sound of "to three, to five" came from time to time.

It was supposed to be the kidnappers playing poker.

"The kidnappers don't seem to be very professional. ”

Although it was the first time he was kidnapped, Song Renjia's nervousness dissipated most of it. He walked lightly to the door, slowly twisted the doorknob, and quietly opened the door.

The kidnappers fought the landlord's voice a little clearer. Song Renjia felt that there was a voice that was quite familiar.

"It can't be that scar-faced man, right?" Song Renjia thought.

He had heard this man's voice twice, once when he was saving Su Liyue, and once when he was fighting at the breakfast shop below the community.

The sound of the security door sounded, and someone should have entered this suite again.

"Why are you playing cards again, don't you want to pay attention?" an unfamiliar voice sounded, as if to reproach the three people who were playing cards.

"Brother Dao, that kid is sleeping to death. The voice of the suspected scar-faced man responded.

"I'll take a look. The voice known as Brother Tiger replied, and Song Renjia heard footsteps approaching the bedroom.

He was a little flustered, should he go back to the foot of the bed and put a rope on it and continue to pretend to be asleep? Or wait at the door for the knife brother to open the door and then give him a sudden come?

Between the two phases of hesitation, the door was pushed open.

Brother Dao was stunned when he saw Song Renjia standing at the door.

Song Renjia also looked at this so-called knife brother blankly.

looks stronger than that scarred face, and the fat of his body looks like it gives people a sense of oppression.

"Damn! wake up!" Brother Dao reacted quickly, and then his face showed a fierce expression, and he opened his arms and rushed towards Song Renjia.

As soon as Song Renjia raised his leg and kicked on Brother Dao's chest, this fat man who definitely weighed more than two hundred pounds flew out of the door.

There was a cracking sound, and Brother Dao knocked down the wooden door of the opposite bedroom, rolled against the ground to the side of the bed in the opposite bedroom, and then lay on the ground and did not move.

Song Renjia didn't expect that the kick he reacted to temporarily would have such great power.

"Why won't this be kicked to death?" Song Renjia was a little worried, he hadn't killed anyone yet, this was a society ruled by law.

"What's the matter? Brother Dao!" The three people in the living room reacted, quickly picked up the guy next to them, and rushed towards Song Renjia's room.

Song Renjia can't care about the life and death of Brother Dao, he now has physical fitness, skills and basic fist and foot kung fu, as well as the sun fist that has been practiced to the first layer, and the three ordinary kidnappers and villains can't pose a threat to him at all.

Three times five divided by two to solve these three people, and beat them into prawns covering their stomachs, Song Renjia walked towards the knife brother in the bedroom.

Brother Dao lay on the ground and his face was pale, but fortunately, he didn't vomit blood at the corner of his mouth, seeing this, Song Renjia let go of half of his heart first.

He has watched a lot of such movies, and those who kick people to death often have broken internal organs and vomit blood.

He touched Brother Dao's nose again, there was a meager breath, he should not be dead.

"It's also a bit good to grow a body of meat. Song Renjia wiped a small amount of cold sweat from his forehead and made a joke to himself.

However, Song Renjia was not wrong, Brother Dao's fat did shed a lot of strength.

Song Renjia turned around, returned to the three people who were lying on the ground and hunched over, recognized the scar-faced man, so he squatted down and patted his face.

"Can you speak?"