Without waiting for Wei Zihua to finish speaking, Wang Qianchen immediately shouted: "Putuo Mountain has been brought back, and Maoshan and Longhu Mountain have also been brought back!" I've also been to Ding's house, but not there! Don't talk nonsense, tell me where my head and body are! ”

Wei Zihua was stunned for a long time, and said with a shocked face: "Maoshan and Longhu Mountain have also been brought back?" ”

"Yes! Say where to go next! Wang Qianchen was a little anxious, because he saw that Wei Zihua's head began to be illusory again, which was a sign and manifestation of imminent disappearance, and it was not the first time he had seen it.

"What are you doing at Ding's house, it's not there, Shangjing is where the True Dragon Heavenly Son is located, and I can't get past the body of the god of the underworld at all......"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! I don't want to listen to these nonsense explanations! ”

Wang Qianchen can't wait for a big fight to fan over.

"At Chen Wanhe! Chen Wanhe of [Heaven Abandoned]! There is another one in the ......" Before the words were finished, Wei Zihua's head was completely illusory.

"Your mother is X, don't look at you as a god of the underworld, you are in a hurry to provoke me like X your whole family! And where is the other one! Wang Qianchen jumped high and fanned him hard, but unfortunately Wei Zihua's head had completely disappeared, and in the end he was just lonely.

Wang Qianchen fell from the sky, and before he could scold, the illusions around him had collapsed.

With a "poof", Wang Qianchen sat up and found that he was still lying next to Mr. Red Mansion's tombstone, and the bricks came back at some point, so he lay beside him and fell asleep.

Looking around, the sky was already slightly bright, and a round of golden sun was slowly rising from behind the statue of Emperor Yan.

There was silence all around, and the entire Laoding Mountain was still foggy, and a figure slowly walked from the fog. Wang Qianchen frowned slightly, pulled up the sleeping bricks, stuffed them behind his waist, and then waited for the figure for a long time.

A few minutes later, the figure finally came to him.

"Waiting for me?" The figure smiled.

"Well, slower than I thought." Wang Qianchen scratched his nose slightly.

The figure was tall, with dragon eyebrows and tiger eyes, and a pitch-black demon cloak tied behind him, and his shoulders were slightly wet with the morning dew, but it did not affect his mighty and domineering spirit at all.

It was Song Chongjian, the commander-in-chief of [Demon Slayer].

"I knew you were here for a long time, but I wanted to give you a chance to escape, but you waited here all night......" Song Chongjian seemed to be a little speechless, yesterday he saw Ge Ye's body burned, only the head was missing, so he guessed what Wang Qianchen wanted to do.

With his ability, it is not a problem to find out where Mr. Red Mansion is buried.

"Since you're waiting here, you must be ready to be arrested, right?" Song Chongjian slowly drew out the Demon Slashing Knife.

Song Chongjian stood, and Wang Qianchen sits.

The black demon slashing knife hung above Wang Qianchen's head.

……

Southern Yunnan, a suburban village.

There are not many people living in the whole village, only some lonely old people and left-behind children are left, even if it is a New Year's holiday, it is not lively, in today's urbanization is gradually developing, there are more and more such villages, and the disappearance is inevitable.

Under the big locust tree at the head of the village, there is an ordinary house, which has long been uninhabited, grass grows on the roof, and the walls are slightly leaking, it seems to have signs of collapse, but now there are signs of human activity.

The yard has been cleaned, the ancient well that has been sealed for a long time has been opened, and even the kitchen has a smoke and fire that has not been seen for a long time.

With a "poof", a bald head suddenly sat up on a certain bed in the east wing.

"Little Tan! Little Tan! The bald head shook a young man next to him.

"What are you doing? What kind of madness do you have in the morning? Tan Zuo woke up in a daze, his face dissatisfied.

"Is Xiao Chen here?" Du Hong asked anxiously.

"No...... He's coming, can we still not know? Tan Zuo also sat up and looked out of the window.

"He went to pay tribute to Mr. Red Mansion, can he use a day and a night?" Du Hong asked with a frown.

"What do you mean?" Tan Zuo also realized that something was wrong.

"I suspect he wants to take all the blame himself!" Du Hong's face was solemn.

“…… Grass, go to Luzhou City! Tan Zuo woke up and found that Du Hong made sense.

The two of them immediately got up, dressed, and hurried out the door.

Du Hong was about to go to the other side to call Yin Luoluo to get up, when he heard a "squeak", the door next door had already opened, and Yin Luoluo had already walked out neatly dressed.

"I heard it all, let's go!" Yin Luoluo didn't hesitate.

“…… Is the sound insulation so bad? Also, aren't you in the West Wing, why did you run next door to us? Du Hong was a little confused.

"Last night, you took the initiative to sleep in the same bed with Tan Zuo, I just wanted to see if there was something wrong with you!" Yin Luoluo gritted his teeth.

“…… , we're not married yet, I'm taking care of your reputation! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go quickly, something must be wrong with Xiao Chen!"

As soon as a few people were about to leave, they heard the sound of "fluttering" suddenly sounded, and a rope glowing with golden light suddenly fell from the sky, impartially trapping Yin Luoluo and tying her to a strong knot!