In the room, Song Ren looked at the three treasures in his hand, and his heart was happy.

This jade pendant is easy to say, but it is said that it was bought with 10,000 taels of silver, and my father definitely carries it with him all the time, and he hides it tightly, for fear that he will be seen and remembered.

It's still early to protect the baby, put it first, be prepared.

As for this Yang Sui Ling, how can he lie like a wine elder?

It is estimated that the people of the entire continent do not know each other, and the Tiandao Network has never been refreshed, only knowing that there is no solution to the poison of the resentful dragon.

It's something to think about.

Opening the spirit book, looking at everyone's comments and disapproval of this one, Song Ren was speechless.

What do you want me to rob you of your jobs, you are using this kind of writing, but I write more delicately, and more importantly, the expression of words and the narration of stories.

Overall, however, there has been a steady increase in recommendations and collections.

This may have something to do with the popularity he had saved before, but many people are still not optimistic about him.

It's really this type of work.,There are too many on the Lingshu network.,Almost all authors are creating in this style.,Many people commented that they added to the bookshelf.,Collect it first.,Read it in the future.。

But Song Ren has full confidence,

You never know that "In the Snow" may be a little boring in the early stage, and even sluggish for a while, but in the middle and late stages, this book can be regarded as really alive, and even, it is no worse than "Zhu Xian" and "Tomb of the Gods".

Just as he was about to quit, Zhong Jingshan, the vice president of the Author's Certification Guild, sent a message.

Since the attack on Boya Academy, Zhong Jingshan contacted him as soon as possible, asked about his safety, and kept apologizing, after all, he was the introducer who asked him to give a lecture to everyone.

Song Ren didn't blame much, no one expected such a thing, and the Boya Academy and the Authors' Guild were two places, and they were not very familiar with each other.

The people were polite, and the cost of that day was fivefold, and the reward was given to "Tomb of the Gods", and he also received it specifically.

It's just that I sent a message again today.

"Xiao Song, have you read the headlines, let me tell you, this is clearly a trap, don't believe it, don't go, do you hear?"

Song Ren was stunned for a moment, and did not answer, but went to the headline section, and the news and various comments of his new book had reached the eighth position, and the rest were some other major events.

Soon, he found a message in the third position, and the heat continued to rise.

Slogan: [The author of "Tomb of the Gods", you destroyed one of my gods, should you return it. 】

Song Ren frowned, and almost immediately a scene from the land of Nanze came to mind.

Commonplace.

Song Ren clicked in.

"Do you remember me, Song Yu, no matter whether your name is true or not, first of all, the old man congratulates you on the proud achievements of "Tomb of the Gods" out of one god and two gods, I have to admit that you are very good, I also underestimate your potential, if you can be born in the same era as me, maybe we will become friends.

However, in the land of Nanze, if you destroy a god of mine, this account still has to be settled, I have a good idea, it depends on whether you dare to make an exchange, the future little hero of the human race. ”

Then, there were ten very clear photographs, on which hung nearly a thousand people in armor from nowhere, covered in scars, some of them with incomplete limbs, but it was enough to see that they were still alive.

Some people looked desperate, frowning and closing their eyes, some people forcibly lowered their heads, and were forced to face them by their hair with hideous claws, some people still had red-eyed crows pecking at carrion, some people were scolding, and some were ......

Song Ren couldn't stand it anymore and clasped his hands tightly.

"I don't want your gods either, it's useless to come, one thousand six hundred and thirty-two border guards and defenders of your human race, ten gods that have been erased from the connection with the author who gave birth to them, spokesmen, I will choose you, change or not, ten days later, the Flying Locust Demon Domain, I will wait for you."

As soon as the time passes, just wait for the corpse to be collected, of course, this is an absolutely fair deal, if someone else comes, one more, I will kill a thousand people, don't believe it, you can try.

Sikong Bitu sincerely. ”

That's all the news.

Below, there are even more comments.

"Commonplace? Who is this person, who can send a message on the heaven and earth network, it is obvious that he is a human race, what is he going to do? ”

"He also has gods, why I've never heard of them."

"When did the author destroy his gods in the land of Nanze, can anyone tell me what happened?"

"I seem to know a little bit of secret, but I can't say that this is a shame and a taboo for our human race."

"Those are the heroes of my human race guarding the border between the two races, what kind of torture are they suffering?"

"That seems to be General Yu Zi'an, a few years ago, there was a story where he united his subordinates to kill a demon king, which greatly inspired people, and made headlines, didn't it mean that he was ambushed and killed by the demon clan on a mission, it made my heart ache for so long, and he was still alive."

"Look at the upper right corner of the sixth photo, those tied people in tattered black armor are not the Black Feather Army that terrified the demon clan on the border in the past, the Black Feather Army was shot by the Demon Emperor, the entire Black Feather Regiment was not slaughtered, and the number has become a distant memory, I didn't expect that there are still six people left, they are the only heroes left."

"The person who closed his eyes and didn't want to show his face was Lu Wei's commander, a few months ago, a demon king sneaked in Tianlan City and killed all sides, which made the people on the border feel disgraced, it was Lu Wei who commanded the envoy to lead the team to break into the territory on the edge of the demon clan to take revenge, and it was rumored that he was ambushed, and his legs were gone......"

"Brute—"

…………

Song Ren's hand clicked, his eyes were scarlet at the moment, panting, and he couldn't wait to come to Sikong Bitu's side immediately and cut him with a thousand knives.

Such a person is not worthy to be called a human race.

He immediately understood what Zhong Jingshan meant by saying these words to him.

They were protecting him, after all, he now had two gods, two gods, and even the overall value was much higher than these 'crippled' people in the picture.

But, that fucking is the strong man of my Terran, the unsung heroes of the Terran border, how can he pretend not to see it and ignore it.

In ten days, if you can't take ten divine objects, these thousand six hundred and thirty-two people will die in the Flying Locust Demon Domain.

Song Ren dared to believe that each of them had carried the blood of countless demon clans on their hands, and even many of them had already shown their intention to die.

They are military men.

Respectable soldiers.

If it weren't for them guarding the border between the human race and the demon race, how could the interior be so peaceful.

To change, you have to change.

But the ten sacred objects, the Holy City will not give them.

What to do, what to do.

Song Ren's blood and qi were turbulent, and the momentum of anger on his body was windless.

After a long time, he forcibly calmed down, gritted his teeth, and sent a message to Zhong Jingshan.

"What did the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion say?"

After a long time, Zhong Jingshan replied: "It's impossible!" ”

Song Ren felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Fuck the high-ranking people.