Today's Song Zhong has long been immersed in Bai Jiahui's gentleness.

The sudden sound of kicking the door was like a muffled thunder in Song Zhong's heart! He jerked his head back and looked in the direction where the doorway was.

I saw that outside the door at this time, there was a figure that was also familiar to him......

"Huo Du, do you still dare to come to the door?"

Song Zhongke still remembered that when he was in the Huile Di Dance Hall, he had forced the guy in front of him to use the Heavenly Demon to disintegrate.

Now that I think about it, Huo Du at this time only has the strength of bronze-level cultivation.

If you want to say who has been entangled with the most grievances since Song Zhong came down the mountain, then it is undoubtedly this guy in front of him.

"Song Zhong, after so many years, I'm looking for you so hard!"

When Huo Du looked at Song Zhong, a grim smile appeared on his face.

Immediately after that, his eyes, which were not big or small, suddenly surged with a layer of pale cyan brilliance.

The fluctuations of the ghost qi surging around his body were as good as Huo Tianxing, the lord of the ghost capital that Song Zhong had seen before.

Step by step, he walked towards Song Zhong and Bai Jiahui......

"Platinum-level ghost path cultivation? How is this possible? And so many years have passed, what does this sentence mean? ”

Song Zhong's heart was a little messy, starting from when he saw Bai Jiahui appearing in front of him with the child in his arms.

He has a sense of rejection for what he sees in front of him.

But when he saw his son and Bai Jiahui's gentle side as his wife, he gradually sank.

He felt that everything that was happening in front of him was extremely real.

"Brother Zhong, save me, I don't want to die. He doesn't want to die, kid......"

Bai Jiahui said to Song Zhong with a hint of crying.

When she saw Huo Du, there was an indescribable fear in her beautiful eyes.

Song Zhong glanced at Bai Jiahui with pity, stretched out his palm and gently patted the other party's shoulder.

Then subconsciously, he took off the Donghuang Bell hanging from his waist.

"What? Could it be that you are a disciple of Taiqing, and you start pretending to be stupid in order to survive? ”

When Huo Du looked at Song Zhong, there was deep contempt in his sarcastic words.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but you're definitely no match for me!"

Song Zhong said that, and then with a flick of his wrist, he threw out the artifact "Donghuang Bell", and directly covered Huo Du on the opposite side.

Seeing that the distance between the "East Emperor Bell" and himself was getting closer and closer, Huo Du stood there quietly as steady as Mount Tai. It's as if he doesn't take Song Zhong's "Donghuang Bell" in his eyes at all.

"Bang ......"

Only a crisp sound was heard, and something happened that made Song Zhong feel stunned.

He just watched like that, and an extremely powerful force suddenly appeared on Huo Du's body, and he directly met the attack of the "Eastern Emperor Bell".

The surface of the magical "Donghuang Bell", which has always been invincible, has unexpectedly appeared a slight crack.

Then the cracks burst open in a network at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Countless fragments were scattered all over the place.

After seeing this scene, Song Zhong stayed where he was.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying Huo Du was standing in front of him at this time!

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The son born to Song Zhong and Bai Jiahui, when he felt the changes around him, suddenly let out a baby's cry.

Bai Jiahui was a little distressed and held her in her arms. When a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Song Zhong, they were full of worry.

"The first style of Qinglian swordsmanship, walking among the flowers......"

Song Zhong picked up the Obsidian Divine Sword in his hand, and then a Qinglian sword qi bloomed from in front of him.

Immediately followed by one into two, two into four, and four into eight......

Countless green lotuses appeared, all of which converged in the direction where Huo Du was.

"Taiqing was destroyed, and you survived in the world. Now that so many years have passed, there is really no growth at all. ”

After Huo Du finished speaking, he waved his sleeves. Then all the green lotuses in the space disappeared.

"No, it can't ......"

Song Zhong shouted loudly, he didn't believe that everything that was happening in front of him was true.

He couldn't imagine that when he faced Huo Du, he had no strength to fight at all.

"Is it true that the other party has reached the platinum level? No, it can't be, it's absolutely impossible. ”

Song Zhong's heart was constantly roaring. He couldn't believe what he saw.

"Bai Jiahui, do you want to live? Do you want your son to live? Come and kill him, and I promise to spare the lives of your mother and son. ”

Huo Du looked at Bai Jiahui and said to him slowly.

At the same time, in Bai Jiahui's hand, a sharp dagger about three inches long suddenly appeared.

Song Zhong wanted to say something, but at this time, he found that his entire body had been completely imprisoned. Even his lips couldn't move.

Bai Jiahui looked at Huo Du and then at Song Zhong in front of him. finally set his eyes on his son.

In the end, she stabbed her heart hard and stabbed Song Zhong in the back of the heart.

Song Zhong felt a tingling sensation in his back. There is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

His whole body fell to the ground slowly.

Blood was pouring down from the wounds on his body, soaking the ground.

And Bai Jiahui, who was originally behind him, said to him apologetically, "Brother Zhong, I'm sorry, I just want to live." ”

When he heard this, Song Zhong cried, and his heart was completely messed.

With a hint of unwillingness, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Song Zhong, go with peace of mind! This is the price of your woman's kindness......"

Huo Du looked at Song Zhong who was lying in a pool of blood, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Ahhhhh......h

Song Zhong let out a loud shout, and then everything around him disappeared.

He found that his body was already in the octagonal tower.

At this time, his eyes were red, and his whole body was surging with a tyrannical aura from time to time.

Although he knew that everything that had just happened was an illusion derived from this pagoda.

But he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"In this world, the most powerful magic is the human heart. Little guy, the feeling of being betrayed is not comfortable! ”

At this time, an abrupt voice came into Song Zhong's ears.

Then Song Zhong saw with his own eyes that the man in white in the mural walked out of the wall flutteringly.

He looked at Song Zhong with a smile, and then threw the wine gourd in his hand towards him......

Song Zhong didn't reach out to pick up the wine gourd, but let the wine splash himself.

The illusion just now was too terrifying for him. Everything that just happened is still vivid in my mind at this time.

His body is cold, but his heart is even colder......

No matter how powerful a person is, there is always a place in his heart, an unknown softness.

When this softness is completely exposed, then the person becomes extremely vulnerable.

"Little guy, you are in a sad situation, he will definitely achieve limited things in the future!"

The man in white walked up to Song Zhong, and then gently patted him twice with his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said to Song Zhong.

"Who are you? Why is it here? ”

Song Zhong could feel that there was not the slightest energy fluctuation on the body of the person in front of him.

That is to say, he has not the slightest ability to hurt himself.

But when I looked at him, I felt an extremely strong sense of oppression.

There is only one result like this, that is, the cultivation of the man in front of him has already reached the realm of returning to the basics.

"It doesn't really matter who I am. What matters is, are you willing to make yourself stronger? ”

The man in white said to Song Zhong with a smile, and then he couldn't help but use his fingers to gently talk about the "Donghuang Bell" worn by Song Zhong on his waist

The sound of a bell ringing "......" made Song Zhong's mind sober up a lot.

He could see that the man in front of him did not have the slightest intention of being an enemy of him. So he casually asked, "What can I do to make myself stronger?" ”

"Hundreds of reincarnations, all kinds of things. Little one, I probed your heart when you came in. found that you were out of a sad relationship, but there was not the slightest demon in your heart. This kind of mind is only seen in the world. I wonder if you would like to be my heir? ”

The man in white said to Song Zhong in a kind way, and when his eyes looked at Song Zhong, it was like looking at a piece of flawless jade.

"I'm sorry for the seniors, the younger generations have been worshipping under the Taiqing Sect since childhood. And there is also a teacher, the seniors are kind, and the younger generations are understanding! ”

Song Zhong did not hesitate at all, and directly declined the request of the man in white.

A teacher for one day and a father for life, Lingchen Dao people are not only masters for Song Zhong, but also relatives who have accompanied him since childhood.

"Oh? If you don't want to worship me as a teacher, why do you want to learn the swordsmanship I created? ”

After the man in white finished speaking, the momentum around his body instantly rose.

Then I saw his fingers turn into a sword, and the blue lotus petals condensed from the sword qi instantly filled the entire space of the entire Octagonal Exquisite Pagoda.

(End of chapter)