How many people are fighting for Song Ren, a divine object that can condense gods, and how many huge forces carry what kind of priceless things, no one knows better than Zhong Jingshan.

But he didn't expect that Song Ren left him the artifacts that countless people were fighting for.

Zhong Jingshan was really moved at this moment, his heart was mixed, he suddenly smiled, wiped his tears, and hadn't cried for many years.

It's a shame, but fortunately no one saw it.

How could he take such a valuable gift from Song Ren, you know, it can directly condense the humanoid god, if it is used on his divine object, wouldn't it be too wasteful.

He himself can't help it, how selfish he is, and he will become criticized by others.

There are only a few gods in the Holy City, but there are hundreds of them.

After thinking about it, Zhong Jingshan sent the message over: "Song Gongzi, I have received your wishes, but I can't, some of the people I have talked to recently, they all have the potential and works to condense the gods, and the prices and exchanges given are very good, I will send their list and related things, and you can make a new choice." ”

Looking at Zhong Jingshan's words, Song Ren let out a long sigh, but he should also be able to understand Zhong Jingshan, because whether it was from the perspective of the human race or his position as the guild leader, he was not allowed to have such selfishness.

It's that he is not thoughtful and selfish, in case he condenses when the time comes, he goes out to help him, everyone can see it, and they will think that he is two-faced, on the one hand, he deals with so many people, and on the other hand, he leaves all the benefits to him, and that is what hurts him.

Looking at the list and exchange items sent by Zhong Jingshan behind him, Song Ren frowned and sent a message: "I know, I'll think about it." ”

Song Ren took Xiaoxi and slept in his own house at night, his heart was unprecedentedly quiet, and it seemed that he had returned to the time when he had just crossed over, and he had no practice and no need to worry about any danger.

Xiaoxi also slept peacefully, Song Ren stayed at Uncle Wang's house for seven days, and the two finally woke up completely, Da Niu cried like a child, and Song Ren finally put his mind at ease.

It's okay!

But who is it, and why did you change the memories of two mortals?

Song Ren was still full of doubts, but then, a scene that made him stunned appeared.

Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, who came to their senses, recognized him, but they had no impression of their father's memory at all.

"I grew up with your dad?"

"He lives in the front yard?"

"We're still doing business with him?"

"Impossible, I'm old, but I'm not old and confused, I don't believe you asked your Aunt Wang." Song Ren looked at the two and nodded, and glanced at Da Niu.

"Then you always know me, don't you?"

"Of course I know, you grew up with watch, what's wrong with you kid?" Uncle Wang reached out and touched Song Ren's head.

"But since you watched me grow up, who is my father?"

"Of course your dad is...... Your dad is ...... It's ......" Wang Yongan suddenly came to him, frowning and thinking.

"yes, I can't remember who your father is."

Da Niu hurriedly said: "Dad, Song Ren's father is in the front yard, it's my Uncle Song, mother, don't you remember?" ”

Looking at the appearance of the three of them at the moment, Song Ren checked the physical condition of Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang again, and got up with a frown.

They know me, but they don't know my father?

An absurd thought gradually formed in his mind, don't you say, it's the father who gave Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang a memory worm?

So, the previous memories are all compiled, because they have themselves, so their memories all start from that moment, and he grew up with Da Niu, so Da Niu remembers everything?

Impossible, how is this possible!

Thinking about his father's unreliable appearance, seeing that he was open-minded, borrowing usury, making money like crazy, and even a little obscene, how could it be him.

If Daddy was a cultivator, how could this body before him die? It's not that the teacher hasn't seen his father, and with his cultivation, it's impossible not to notice it.

Wrong, wrong, absolutely wrong.

But who is that?

Song Ren only felt a sore brain, sat on the threshold in pain, rubbed his temples, Xiaoxi walked over, stretched out his immature hand, and massaged Song Ren.

Song Ren gently hugged Xiaoxi in his arms and didn't say a word.

…………

At the same time, in Jinling Valley, Yue Hou has been living in fear recently, asking Song Ren no less than a dozen times a day if he knows the solution, and today he asked a few times on his back, but he didn't see Song Ren respond, stretched out his head, and looked at Mrs. Long in the pavilion on the mountain peak in the distance.

It's really eight lifetimes of blood mold.

And Long Lan ran over with a flushed face: "Grandma, grandma, look at it." ”

In front of Long Lan, there was a light board suspended that was different from that of the human race, with many fonts on it, and Mrs. Long was also in a good mood, after all, she believed that the day when she became an emperor was not far away, and her granddaughter could also be freed from this shackle.

"The Big Splash Monkey? This name is appropriate, there have been a lot of such names recently, it could not be the 100,000 Great Mountain, written by the group of crazy demon ape families," Lady Long said with a smile.

Long Lan shook her head again and again, and then stretched out her hand to cover it, and when she saw the author, Mrs. Long was shocked: "Bao? ”

Looking at the update date again, it turned out to be yesterday.

"How is it possible, Po is still alive?" Mrs. Long hurriedly took a closer look, and then looked at his other work "The Legend of Wukong", which was really Ah Bao.

Tai Chi Panda Ah Bao, the first Liufang writer, was manifested by the Demon Emperor in the entire demon domain, and was a young man with a low-level bear bloodline, whose combat power was comparable to that of the nine-headed lion and the golden-winged Dapeng, and he got the thunder dragon bloodline by chance, and the poetry was amazing, and the periphery of Longshou Mountain had strong adaptability, saving Long Lan and Mu Xiao Kuisha, and was chased and killed by the fire king Zhu Ye afterwards.

She had also checked the scene, and that kind of bombardment couldn't survive at all, only a broken burning bamboo pole was inserted diagonally, which was Bao's weapon.

She also had a heartache for a long time at that time, which was a pity, but she didn't expect him to update the new "Big Splash Monkey", which already has so many chapters.

Long Lan said happily: "Grandma, do you remember what you gave Bao after he saved us?" ”

"I give it to him? I ......" Mrs. Long's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, I gave him a dragon order, which contains the formation map and cultivation that I carefully drawn, which can withstand the blow of the emperor, how can I forget this stubble, he must have escaped with the help of the dragon order, and the fire king Zhu Ye was proud and did not check again." ”

"Mm-hmm, so Ah Bao must be hiding now, and recently, he has started to update new ones," Long Lan added excitedly.

Mrs. Long suddenly smiled: "It seems that I should have saved him, but he saved you, it can be regarded as a flattening, let me take a look first, what is new to this kid, then I admire "The Legend of Wukong" very much." ”

Mrs. Long closed her eyes and carefully sensed the demon god network, although she is now in the human race, but after the two nets collide, the demon god network is still possible, but it is a little vague, and soon, with a wave of her hand, a light board will appear, Mrs. Long carefully searched, this book has written 100,000 words of "Big Splash Monkey".

At the same time, at this moment, above the sky, the demon domain was full of golden light......