Awake again, Song Qingyi rubbed her somewhat dazed head, suddenly remembered the scene she saw before she fainted, and then looked at her who was already lying in the house at this time, and hurriedly got dressed and got up and went out.

happened to see the soldiers guarding her door, and she hurriedly said: "What about your master, have you sent someone down to look for it, have you found it?" ”

The soldier's eyes were still a little red, and he shook his head: "The abyss is bottomless, we have sent someone to look for it carefully, but we haven't even seen a single bone." ”

There is no one in life, no one in death, no corpse in death.

Suddenly saying this sentence in his mind, Song Qingyi's legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

She gently thumped her sore head, and her voice trembled a little: "Are you sure you've rummaged through carefully?" ”

This time the soldier did not answer, but only nodded, still looking very sad.

Now Song Qingyi has to accept this bad news no matter what, she feels that the sky has fallen, and she feels that Meng Yu is a capable person, how could she die so badly.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she sniffed, as if she had made some important decision.

"Let's go back to Beijing first to meet the saint, and take advantage of the evil god's injury to wipe him out."

Wiping the tears from her face with her hand, Song Qingyi's momentum has undergone a major change, Meng Yu is gone, there must be no soul of the leader among these people at this time, she is willing to take on this heavy responsibility.

Of course, it was even more so that the evil god who fell off the cliff could be executed, they had made so many efforts and sacrificed so many people, if they couldn't pick the right time, these would be useless.

Appeased most of the people to stay in place and set up camp, and by the way looked for signs of Meng Yu, Song Qingyi took a small group of people back to the palace to face the saint.

After a few days of tossing and turning, everyone finally returned to the court safely.

Sheng Shang was sitting on the dragon chair and listening to Song Qingyi explain what happened during this time.

"You said that you can't see people alive or dead, do you want to increase your search efforts?"

For the emperor, the loss of a reliable general is like the loss of his right-hand man, and he is not happy to see such a thing happen.

"Thanks to the emperor's care, the soldiers have been encamped in the same place and searched for it every day."

After thanking the emperor, Song Qingyi didn't want to say anything else and went straight to the point.

"In order to avoid the destruction of the souls, the only way is to get rid of the evil god, at this time the evil god is seriously injured, I implore the emperor to increase his efforts to send someone to find him and kill him."

Song Qingyi said this with such perseverance that even the Ninety-Five Supreme on the seat could feel her appraisal.

He thought about it carefully, and then thought of the tragic situation some time ago.

It would be good if the evil gods could be removed.

"Spread the word that from today onwards, the whole country will want evil gods, find a painter with good kung fu, and everyone will have a portrait of the evil god."

Hearing what the emperor said, Song Qingyi put his mind at ease and searched for the evil god with everyone.

As the so-called emperor lives up.

"What are you, wipe the stuff off your face."

Every soldier guarding the city gate to check his identity will have a basin of water and a few handkerchiefs, which is of course due to the fact that Song Qingyi often watches those brain-dead dramas, and almost everyone in the brain-dead dramas pretends to be ugly when they escape.

"What's going on."

Hearing that there was a dispute next to him, Song Qingyi came over, and there were many people who cooperated with the inspection during this time, but there were also many who did not cooperate.

These soldiers are experienced in fighting, but they really have no way to deal with these villagers.

"When I found a suspicious person, I told him to wash away the filth from his face, but he never moved."

Hearing this, Song Qingyi looked back, but she happened to crash into a pair of familiar eyes, and she was stunned.

"Evil God!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers next to them all surrounded Song Qingyi and the evil god, forming an encirclement here. Parkway

Seeing that his disguise was discovered, the evil god stopped pretending.

"My sister has good eyesight, so I can see that it's me."

Song Qingyi didn't reply to him, just stared at him tightly, and he could recognize these eyes clearly.

Thinking of his move of forcing Meng Yu off the cliff that day, Song Qingyi was even more angry in his heart.

"Up!"

With a soft shout, the soldiers around him all rushed towards the evil god, and Song Qingyi observed the evil god's condition at this time behind him.

Although he seemed to be at ease, he played slowly and more laboriously.

It seems that the last incident still had a big impact on him, and almost half of the soldiers beside him were knocked down.

Song Qingyi seized the opportunity and rushed into the battlefield inadvertently at the evil god, slashing at his vital point.

The knife made him move, and he turned his head and happened to meet Song Qingyi's hateful eyes.

Suddenly, some different emotions arose in the evil god's heart, he shouldn't be like this, and his sister shouldn't be like this.

This thought passed for just one second, and the next second was suppressed.

He looked at Song Qingyi who hurt him viciously, but he also knew that he had no ability to resist at this time, so he had to show weakness.

"My sister obviously said that she would help me teach those who bullied me a lesson and would protect me for the rest of my life, but now my sister has become a bully of me."

"Sister, I don't want to die, can you save me?"

These words aroused the emotions in Song Qingyi's heart, and she was a little sudden, thinking of the little fool she used to be.

If none of this happens, she is willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with the little fool.

Unconsciously, his thoughts were led astray by the evil god, and the evil god who was pitiful a second ago disappeared in the next second, leaving only a chuckle and disappearing in front of everyone.

Song Qingyi, who came back to his senses, also found that he had been deceived, and the evil god at this time was completely different from the little fool before.

The little fool has a pure nature, even if he is beaten, he will show a silly smile to comfort her, and the evil god at this time is resentful, and he wants to kill all the people in the world, which is something that the little fool will never do.

Knowing that Fang had just controlled her mind, he must have used a lot of energy, Song Qingyi.

"Chase, he can't run far."

The crowd chased after the bloodstains on the ground, and it didn't take long to find the bloodstains and stop at the house.

There was a deeper bloody atmosphere in the air, and Song Qingyi knew with his toes what was going on in this family.

She pushed open the door with a blushing face, and saw the evil god who had sucked other people's essence blood to restore his ability.

It was the first time she saw him like this, and she couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"You've seen it." He spoke first.

"Sister, let me go, I didn't mean to, it's just that my strength is too weak, if I don't do this, I will die directly."

What he meant was that the person who was sucked on the essence blood deserved to die, and Song Qingyi felt even more chilled when he heard this.

She took out the circle that had been put together that day, and the round characters were combined into a shape the size of a jade pendant.

As soon as the circle was taken out, the expression on the evil god's face changed, and he looked at Song Qingyi in disbelief.

"You really want to get rid of me, I told you, everyone in the world will be killed, but you will not be touched."

He said this from the bottom of his heart, looking at the corpse of the child underground, Song Qingyi felt disgusted.

"I don't need to."