These mist were a symbol of his ability at this time, knowing that he would not escape death, the evil god did not continue to do anything else, just stared at Song Qingyi.

"What's good for you in this place of three wives and four concubines, you should also want it to perish."

His tone was not as impulsive as just now, but a little more cautious.

It is not unreasonable for a man to die, and his words are good.

"Human civilization is slowly formed, and external intervention like yours can't change anything at all."

Knowing that it was impossible for him to understand these things, Song Qingyi just sighed.

"Can you turn back to the little boy you used to be now?"

This was her only request to him, and she hoped that he would end his life in this world as a little boy, and if he was lucky, he would be reincarnated in this world.

The black fog that had turned into an evil god didn't say anything, but the fog dissipated a lot, and it was already a child's appearance when it gathered together again.

Song Qingyi smiled and sniffed again, he didn't expect to meet again in such a scene.

She wanted to touch his head with a smile, but her hand pierced through the fog directly, and then she realized that he was not an entity at this time.

"Little fool, it's my sister who didn't protect you well, and if my sister had protected you, you wouldn't have become what you are now."

Tears slid down her cheeks, some fell on the mist, and Song Qingyi felt really uncomfortable.

"Sister?" A childish voice suddenly remembered that Song Qingyi hurriedly looked, only to see the boy formed by the mist, gently touching his leg and patting it, this familiar action made Song Qingyi feel a heart twist.

"Sister, give me a good time." When the little child said this, Song Qingyi was a little stunned.

She suddenly had a feeling that it was the real little fool standing in front of her at this time, and the evil god who was struck by lightning after that seemed to have been replaced by someone else.

"Sister, I can think about seeing my sister more every day, but what I do makes me miserable, so my sister will cut me off."

After saying this, the mist beside him opened his teeth and claws, Song Qingyi nodded with tears in his eyes, the disc and the sword in his hand were put together, the sword was inserted into the mist, and the mist immediately disappeared without a trace.

The weather became clearer, and the soldiers who were holding their heads in pain all straightened up, and none of them could remember what had just happened.

Only Song Qingyi lowered his head and looked in the direction where the child disappeared, his eyes were full of tears.

It's not easy to see him before he leaves, and I hope he can live well in another world.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyi's heart seemed to be tightly pinched, thinking of Meng Yu who fell to the cliff, there were too many things that happened during this time, and she had always rushed forward with the fierceness to avenge Meng Yu.

If she hadn't reminded herself all the time that the murderer was still at large, she would have fallen a long time ago, and now her only goal has been lost, but Song Qingyi felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and she couldn't say what kind of feeling it was, like she had lost something while unloading her burden.

After cleaning up her mood for a few days, Song Qingyi took the soldiers around for a good time, and the place that was once shrouded in black smoke and miasma also became better, and everything was slowly developing for the better, so she was relieved.

The smiles on the faces of the people are back, and there are stalls for selling today.

The soldiers behind him walked majestically, after all, they were the ones who really participated in the destruction of the evil gods, and this kind of thing could be taken out and blown for half a lifetime.

After confirming that everything was back on track, Song Qingyi sent people to find Meng Yu, and after this battle, the emperor gave her some troops, and she sent them all.

"Qingyi!" The crisp voice came, and Song Qingyi didn't look back to know who made it. 400

"You're really a busy person during this time, and there is no one to visit your house on weekdays."

Song Qingyi smiled and nodded the tip of Wei Wei Xuehan's nose, but he was too worried about Meng Yu during this time, and his smile at this time was more like a forced smile.

keenly aware that he was in a bad mood, Wei Wei Xuehan hurriedly pulled her to play haha.

"I heard that you killed the evil god, this is a great merit, I am your sister, if you are prosperous, you will also pull me."

Song Qingyi found it interesting to say this, she spread her hands: "I gave me those soldiers, all of them were sent out, if you want, wait for them to come back and give you a few." ”

Hearing this, Wei Wei Xuehan pursed her lips in disgust.

I heard that this emperor was stingy on weekdays, but Song Qingyi got rid of the evil god, if it weren't for the sacrifice of Song Qingyi and Meng Yu, where could he make the throne stable.

Thinking of this, Wei Wei Xuehan secretly approached Song Qingyi's ear.

"I didn't expect that emperor to pick the door so much, tsk."

Afraid of being heard, after saying this, his eyes turned to the side and he was relieved to see that no one was there.

Her ghostly appearance made Song Qingyi, who had always been uncomfortable, feel a lot better, but she wanted to scare her even more.

Song Qingyi cleared his throat and secretly covered Wei Wei Xuehan's ear: "Actually, the emperor not only gave me soldiers, but also gave me a lot of secret guards in the dark, they are all trained, so you may be able to hear what you said clearly." ”

After saying this, Song Qingyi watched Wei Wei Xuehan's face turn pale, and glanced to the side a few times.

She picked up the teacup, her hand unsteady, and she spilled the tea onto the table with a trembling hand.

Song Qingyi thought it was funny, and she didn't tell her the truth, but just watched her be stupid, and her mood became more and more beautiful.

Wei Wei Xuehan herself was really flustered, thinking that it might affect her father, she did things by herself, put down the teacup in her hand, and said loudly: "What I said today came out of my mouth, and it was all up to me to bear it, and I must not involve others." ”

After saying this, he groped his way back to the stool, looking at her cowardice, Song Qingyi was amused.

There was a hahaha sound in the courtyard, and Wei Wei Xuehan set his eyes on Song Qingyi.

Seeing the other party smiling so shamelessly, she realized that there were only two of them in the courtyard.

If there were others, Song Qingyi should have explained to her from the beginning, and she would not wait for her to say such things by throwing herself into the net.

Seeing Song Qingyi smiling happily, Wei Wei Xuehan's mood now was both complicated and gratifying.

The complicated thing is that she was deceived, and she is relieved that Song Qingyi finally felt happy, and she was filled with these two moods for a while, and she didn't know how to respond.

"There's a visitor." The little guy outside the door suddenly came in and said this, Song Qingyi and Wei Wei Xuehan looked at each other, and the two hurriedly hurried to the front hall with their skirts.

Looking at the two familiar people in the front hall, Song Qingyi's nose suddenly became sour, and all the grievances he had suffered during this period of time came up.

"Godfather, godmother."

She spoke in a severely nasal voice, like a child who had complained to her parents.

Before she could be moved, King Chengping slapped her on the shoulder.

"My daughter is really good, the evil gods have been killed by you, well done!"