"Xiao Song, ten divine objects, even if these ten divine objects only have one chance to use them, the consequences are not something you can imagine.

The use of the artifact is not just a simple weapon in the hand, its extension is the most terrifying.

Therefore, this is an impossible and unfair exchange, the real purpose of the other party is to smear you in the hearts of the human race and increase the demons in your state of mind, which is a strategy to punish the heart. ”

Zhong Jingshan hesitated for a long time and sent his thoughts.

"I know it's helpless and cruel, they're heroes, nameless or famous, they're all warriors on my border.

From the moment they become warriors, they are ready to face death and sacrifice.

This is their destination, and they have no regrets. ”

Song Ren only felt a chill: "But there are a lot of artifacts in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion, and I have seen them with my own eyes, only ten." ”

Zhong Jingshan suddenly smiled: "There are a lot, but that is the family foundation that the human race has accumulated over many years, Xiao Song, you still haven't understood what the real purpose of Sikong Bitu and the demon clan behind him is."

There are infinite possibilities for your future, and the other party may have heard that your cultivation is weak, your age is young, and your future potential is immeasurable, but they can't kill you several times, so they have to use another method to kill your Dao heart.

Let you stop moving, or slow down, so that you can't exert the power that the gods should have.

We want to write a good book against all odds, get the approval of the Heavenly Dao, and transform into gods just to protect the human race.

And now, when our human race is in danger, it is ironic and helpless to have gods but cannot use them.

But we have to look at the big picture.

Willing, willing, maybe this is the best experience for you to see the cruelty of the laws of survival on this continent. ”

Song Ren immediately smiled, it was a wry smile.

Zhong Jingshan continued: "Their purpose is to chill the hearts of their compatriots.

What the Terrans will think of you, what the sergeants on the border will think of you, they will understand, understand, but they will also blame you.

After all, it was their comrade, a comrade who had already died once, and was still alive now.

And you are the only one who can save them. You watched them die.

Sometimes you can't admit that some grievances can really affect your success in your next book.

This game, whether you take it or not, we have already lost.

The general public does not know what happened to Sikong Bitu, but they only understand what happened to you, a new writer, a writer who has been glorified by the great great, and you have killed a god of the human race, and I don't know what you have in mind. I don't know.

Also, the location requested by the other party is the Flying Locust Demon Domain, do you know what that place is and where it is?

Let me tell you, in the Demon Domain, close to the border line, continue to go deep into the Demon Clan's territory for at least three thousand miles, and even on the border side, few people go deeper.

The other party named you and asked you to go, as long as one of our people appeared, they would do it, but, what about them?

They didn't say that I have only one person waiting for you to make this exchange.

So, you, got it? ”

After reading Zhong Jingshan's words, Song Ren suddenly felt a little confused, panicked, helpless, and didn't know what to do.

He seemed to be able to see that the more than a thousand sergeants smiled and shook their heads at him, hoping that they would not come.

They are martial artists, and they can only contribute to the human race through penance.

And these talented authors such as themselves have finally given birth to divine objects, and if they are wasted on them, they will feel uneasy and will have no face to return to the border.

At the same time, I also understand what the Terran high-level will do.

Song Ren closed the heaven and earth network, did not reply to Zhong Jingshan, but sat in the room alone, thinking for a long time, even if his father was looking at the door outside, after agreeing, he was soundproofed.

At dawn the next day, Song Ren seemed to have made up his mind, got up from his chair, and opened the door.

Today's sun is just right, quietly melting yesterday's snow marks.

As soon as he turned his hand, a box the size of a human head appeared in his arms, and with a light touch, Song Ren walked in the direction of Jiu Lao.

When I came to the wine shop, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man frowning, looking at the challenge book that has now become a list, knocking on the counter with one hand unconsciously, and muttering in his mouth: two attacks, three auxiliaries, one medicine and four flags.

Seeing Song Ren coming in, the old man closed the Tiandao Net, his brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face: "What's the matter, I have a sad face, and I have dark circles under my eyes, don't you just set off the day after tomorrow, you should accompany your father more during this time period, we are leaving, maybe when we will come back." ”

Song Ren bit his lip lightly and placed the box in his arms on the table.

The wine elder is more curious; "It's not that you kid smoked early in the morning, what is this? It won't be an apprenticeship for teachers. ”

Unexpectedly, Song Ren nodded: "Yes!" ”

Then he turned around and closed the door of the liquor store, and hung a sign that said 'closed today'.

The old man was even more confused by Song Ren's actions, walked out of the counter with a limp, sat at the table, and did not open the box, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, staring at Song Ren.

There seemed to be pain in his eyes, and there were even more indescribable choices.

"What's wrong? If you don't want to leave, or regret it, it's fine. ”

Song Ren looked at the old wine's caring eyes, and suddenly knelt on his knees, first facing the three heads of the old wine.

The old man did not stop him, and waited quietly for the following.

"I'm sorry teacher, I hid it from you, I ......"

The old man waved his hand: "Everyone has their own secrets, if you don't say it, you must have your own considerations, this is understandable, like the teacher and my secret, do you know?"

If you want to explain to me the origin of the Yuan Stone you cultivated, and the fact that it appeared in Tianyin Mountain, which is tens of thousands of miles away in a short period of time, you don't need it, because people have secrets, they are real, and once they are seen thoroughly, it will be boring, and I am willing to be curious every day, teacher. ”

The wine elder knew Song Ren's identity as a steamed bun, and he also knew that there was a lot of uproar during that time, the exchange meeting of Tianyin Mountain, and the [Kikujiro's Summer] played on the piano he used, sometimes he would listen to it over and over again.

There are also those yuan stones when they broke through that day, and the wine elder didn't even ask.

As long as the child is good-natured, nothing else matters.

After listening to Jiu Lao's words, Song Ren probably understood that Jiu Lao knew some things about him, but whether it was games, music or videos, these were just a kind of likes and hobbies for him.

But at this moment, as an author, he can't make a choice, so he can only find a teacher.

He was uncomfortable, after all, the whole thing started because of him, if he hadn't killed that god and taken the heart, would everything not have happened?

He chose to confess.

I hope the wine elder can help him.

"Teacher, I'm the author of the Lingshu who has the ability to beat me." Song Ren said word by word.