Earth, the town where the Zhen family is located.

Xiao Ling yawned and looked at the moth flying around the window...... It's already autumn, and the environment in which this moth seems to live is not comfortable.

Thinking about the conversation between him and his mother before, Xiao Ling's face flushed.

'Mom, I want to grow my hair!'

'Didn't you get long hair in middle school?'

'Oh, we don't necessarily have to fix it in junior high school, my mother helped me tell a lie, and said that I had to look for a fortune teller, and I had to have long hair or something. ’

'Okay, if your school asks for it, I'll communicate with your school.' Why do you suddenly want to have long hair?' Mother Zhen touched Xiao Ling's head and asked gently.

Xiao Ling's answer was definitely not a real reason, she replied 'I like the look of long hair', but in my heart I thought, 'My brother should like girls with long hair'.

Sister Xiao Song and Sister Xiao Ying are both long-haired and said that they should have prepared early!

However, growing long hair is not a day's work, and it is not so easy to have long hair to the waist, and there will be many inconveniences compared to short hair.

It just happened that Mu moved out to 'travel' for two years...... Although Xiao Ling will keep communicating and meeting Mu Qian in various ways during this period, Xiao Ling also wants to give his brother a little surprise when he comes back.

Two years...... It's been a long time......

Will the night raid after high school turn out to be different from the previous one?

This is a matter of particular concern to Xiao Ling.

"Brother...... Hee-hee. ”

Xiao Ling got up and drew the outline of Mu Qian on the notebook one by one, and looked at it with joy.

Those who meet Mu Qian Pingshui will forget Mu Qian's appearance in a blink of an eye, and lose Mu Qian's figure in their memory;

But the deeper the bond with Mu Qian, the more he will be alone and quietly missed, and his appearance and voice will continue to turn back in his heart, deepening the bond......

When the autumn maple leaves stain the peaks of Kungo Mountain, the deep mountain attic that has calmed down again from the hustle and bustle is only the 'squeak' and 'squeak' of footsteps on it.

On the mountainside, beside the clear water, a beautiful girl in a gauze dress poked her feet into the water full of red fallen leaves.

The feet swayed slightly, creating layers of water ripples, disturbing the projection of the afternoon sun......

In the attic behind him, there was the sound of a dingdong guqin, which was played by my mother, who was on vacation today.

She always plays like that, in Song Shijing's childhood memories to this day, as long as her mother is free, she will play the piano in the Na Qin room, and no one will disturb her.

Today, my mother's mood is still so calm.

"Xiao Qian, this guy ......" Song Shijing bit her lip, and her little feet stopped shaking.

If he wasn't the demon king, he didn't have to be a big hero, as long as he was safe and plain, that kind of love would be real and lasting.

Now the thoughts in my heart are like the reflection of the puddle in front of me, swaying and untouchable......

Wouldn't it be great if I could make up my mind to follow him and be like Ren Ying? Although I would bear some accusations from the demon slayer, although I would be ridiculed and even scolded by others, although I would make my mother suffer even more humiliation......

Okay, don't although, these pressures are enough to make Song Shijing dare not act willfully!

"It's fine if you're ordinary and plain. ”

Song Shijing looked at the water in front of her and continued to be stunned; when the water is clear, there are no fish, and there are no swimming fish in this pool, because when Song Shijing usually cultivates strength, she always can't control the leakage of a little thunder and lightning.

After a few days of cooking about fish, the waterhole was completely her own.

"Miss," an aunt dressed in ancient costumes came from the side and bowed to Song Shijing, "The elders will be discussing in the Kunling Hall in half an hour, please come over and listen." ”

"Well, I'll change my clothes and go over. Song Shijing turned around and agreed, and did not rush to get up.

There is still plenty of time, half an hour is an hour, and in order to highlight the antiquity of the inheritance, many places are still abiding by the ancient system.

As the young master of Kunwu Mountain, the next mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain, when the position of mountain lord is still undecided, many important meetings related to the future of Kunwu Mountain, the elders will invite her to attend.

And these people all know that Song Shijing has no interest in these, and she is not interested in the authority, resources and power symbolized by the five words of Kunwu Mountain Lord.

They need to rely on Song Shijing's strength and potential, and anyone can see that Song Shijing is now a very strong master, stepping into the threshold of the mythical level, and his strength is catching up with the old mountain master...... And Song Shijing is still young, and it is not impossible to go to the next level.

But every time Song Shijing thought of this, she would show some wry smiles.

These guys, let her use the power she got from Mu Qian to fight the pressure brought by Mu Qian in the future?

Why?

Don't you think it's ironic?

Don't you think that the largest demon slayer organization in the main plane of mankind has to rely on the demon king's attachment to his previous life to maintain the title of 'first'?

But Song Shijing didn't know what the problem was, whether it was the demon slayer who had been regressing after hiding their existence, or the demon world and the demon king, this era was too powerful......

When Sister Yu came to her yesterday, she said, "I have thought of a way for you to be with the Demon King openly. ’

'Aren't you going to stop it?'

He's really good to you, and there's nothing I can do to stop you. ’

'What's the solution?'

'Let the Demon King put pressure on Kunwu Mountain, and then use you and the Demon Realm. Sister Yu said.

Song Shijing was silent for a long time, and did not nod or refute, but her smile became more and more bitter......

What she wants is not a servile and servile relationship, what she wants is an equal love between the two...... This seems to be impossible.

Song Shijing picked up the mobile phone next to the waterhole, swiped the address book, found Ren Ying's location, and stared at Ren Ying's avatar silently.

"Have I already lost?"

As soon as her hand slipped, Song Shijing accidentally called Ren Ying, and wanted to hang up quickly, but the phone vibrated and Ren Ying had already answered.

"Ahem...... Hello?"

"Well, haven't you rested yet?"

"It's been a busy few days...... The matter of engineering, just lie down," Ren Ying glanced at her mother on the side and made a silent gesture to her mother.

Her mother, the robot carrying the technology beyond the earth, made an 'OK' gesture to Ren Ying and smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the door with a towel, walking faintly.

Closing the door and going out, Ren Ying and Song Shijing were chatting without a word......

They didn't notice, and even, the demon king who was just a hundred miles away didn't notice that a wave from the universe descended on Ren Ying's residence and was accepted by Ren Ying's mother's receiving signal instrument.

"Accept the task...... Determine if the Lord of the Demon Realm has left Earth...... Task Confirmation ...... Great galaxy, please accept the dedication of your most loyal believers......"

The voice was quiet, just a little muttering.

The machine's eyes quickly changed from red to blue-green.

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