"Kill me......"

This is a sentence that several ancestors said together after they exhausted their spiritual power. Birth, old age, sickness and death are inherently human nature, and everyone has to experience and endure. But even they can't tolerate the pain!

Song Chongjian could only raise the demon slashing knife in his hand with red eyes.

After the five ancestors passed away, Song Chongjian's spiritual power naturally deepened a lot. This is also the reason why after the Demon Ancestor set foot in Kyushu and issued a challenge letter, he dared to fight without hesitation, and said to others, "My strength has also improved".

"That's it." After telling the whole story, Song Chongjian sat on the bed and looked at the two young men with a calm face.

Wang Qianchen didn't speak, he believed this statement.

In other words, he has been waiting for Song Chongjian to give an explanation, as long as this statement can be logically self-consistent, he will not hesitate to choose to believe it.

But Wei Zihua still maintained a skeptical attitude, frowned and said, "Such a big thing, won't only a few of you know...... Are there any other witnesses? ”

Song Chongjian said: "Master Puji, Yuan Tianpeng, Mao Shijiu, Ge Ye and Ding Jianjun know, but the first four are dead, and Ding Jianjun is a mountain man under my command, you may not believe his statement." ”

Wei Zihua said: "That's not it, it's the ancestor of his family, how did he die, I shouldn't help you cover it up." ”

Song Chongjian nodded and said, "That's reasonable, then you can ask." ”

Wei Zihua clenched his soul hook pen and was about to leave this place, but Wang Qianchen stopped him: "No need to ask, I believe it." ”

Wei Zihua looked at him strangely.

"I really do." Wang Qianchen said seriously: "I want an explanation, and he gave it to me, and that's enough." ”

"Don't need proof?" Wei Zihua asked again.

"If one day, you are labeled as unwarranted, as long as you tell me that you didn't do it, I will believe you without evidence." Wang Qianchen's face did not change.

Wei Zihua understood what he meant.

For Wang Qianchen, Song Chongjian's words worked better than any evidence.

This trust is accumulated over time and we have experienced many events together, so that we can cultivate and lay the foundation little by little.

Indestructible, unbreakable.

"Then we can move on to the rest of the conversation?" Song Chongjian asked casually.

"Yes." Wang Qianchen nodded.

"How did Xiaowei come back to life? What's going on these days? Song Chongjian asked like a cannon.

Wang Qianchen spoke patiently, starting from his experience with Kyushu in the Flame Mountain, and then talked about the three large tiled houses in Zhongshan in Xiancheng, where Wei Zihua's head was found, and then he fought with several divine envoys......

……

Shangjing, in the courtyard of a residential community.

This neighborhood is very ordinary, but it is better because of its good location, and there is also a basic green belt, which is silent at night.

In a certain grass, several black-robed people gathered again.

"Song Chongjian is still out of town, our time is running out, hurry up and tie up his family and leave!" The Taurus Priest whispered, then looked at some of the lighted windows.

"One woman, two children, I'll just go alone, you guys wait for me here!" The goddess of the room took the initiative to take on the heavy responsibility, and before she and her partner went to Maoshan, they pounced, and they kept holding a sigh in their hearts.

"Okay, go back quickly!" It really doesn't take too many people to do this, the Taurus Priest nodded.

Although it was an inconspicuous task, the envoy of the room goddess was still very cautious, observed the surroundings, and after finding nothing abnormal, she flew into the air with a "boom".

Under the night sky, the black-robed man lay out of the window, quietly observing the scene inside.

The two children were playing puzzles in the small living room, and Bi Lin walked out of the bathroom and said lazily: "Xiaocheng, Aqiu, get ready to sleep, you have to go to class tomorrow!" ”

"Here comes Mom!" The two children took the initiative to put away the toys and pounced on Bi Lin one after the other.

Seeing this scene, the heart of the goddess of the room moved slightly, because she also had two children abroad, and she was about the same age. If she hadn't been chosen by the evil god to be an oracle, she would have been ready to put the child to sleep at this time.

She also doesn't want to hurt other people's children.

But there is no way, if you don't complete the task, you can't go back to the child!

The Goddess of the Room gritted her teeth, ready to wait for Bi Lin and the two children to fall asleep before making a move.

So she hid out the window, leaned against the wall, and watched as Bi Lin walked into the bedroom with her two children. After a while, the voice of the story came from inside: "Little Red Riding Hood is going to grandma's house today, and her mother asked her to bring cake and wine......"

"Mother, why does Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother live in the forest?" Xiao Cheng asked strangely.

"Brother, you're so stupid, I know everything! There used to be no city, everyone lived in the forest......" Ah Qiu said earnestly.

The fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm have long been spread all over the world, and the goddess of the room can't help but feel a pain in her heart, and she often tells the story of Little Red Riding Hood when she puts her children to bed at home.