Shen Lezhi didn't quite understand what Mixin meant, or that she didn't dare to make a conclusion.

Mixin ruthlessly solved several generals of the demon clan, and then stood in front of Shen Lezhi again: "I am your sister's mother's subordinate, as long as you tell her my name, she will meet me." ”

Shen Lezhi frowned and asked, "Why are you still alive?" ”

What she asked was, the rest of the demon clan had disappeared, why hadn't they disappeared?

There are some things that Shen Lezhi doesn't know, so he asks this question.

Mi Xin didn't hide it from her, and explained: "Eight hundred years ago, your Tianyuan Emperor almost killed the demon race, and the god king was resurrected after death, and he began to conjure up all kinds of demon clans, which is the unique talent of the demon fairy. ”

Shen Lezhi understood: "In other words, the people who fought with us before were all conjured by the God King?" ”

"That's right."

"Then why can I turn them into ghost soldiers?"

Mi Xin smiled: "Do you think that the illusion of the God King is all an illusion?" They are all real demon clans, demon clans that have been given life, the only difference is that once their carrier dies, they will also disappear. ”

Shen Lezhi completely understood, the reason why she cared about this was just to wonder if the demon clan ghost soldiers she had refined could still be used by her.

If she can't, she'll kill them as soon as possible.

"Come with me."

Shen Lezhi is not afraid, the God King is dead, and she is the only one left in the remnants of the demon clan, so there is nothing to fear.

Even if she deceived her, she couldn't make any waves.

Mu Zhenshan was ordering someone to clean up the mess, and after the order, he couldn't wait to run towards the city, he wanted to go back to Mujiazhuang, where his son was.

Shen Lezhi followed, and under the guarded eyes of the soldiers, he entered Zhenshan City with a search heart.

The soldiers knew Shen Lezhi's identity, and they also saw the act of seeking the heart to kill the remnants of the demon clan, thinking that they had surrendered, and Deputy Envoy Shen's sister did not kill her for the time being, so they should take her to see Deputy Envoy Shen and let Deputy Envoy Shen decide her life and death.

Dayan's soldiers now fully trust Deputy Envoy Shen, so they are just guarding against seeking their hearts, and they are not embarrassed by Shen Lezhi.

Shen Lezhi took her heart to Mujiazhuang, and before she saw her sister Shen Sitang, she heard Mu Zhenshan's grief-stricken shouts.

She subconsciously ran in and saw the Taoist priests in the courtyard, Lin Baiyu who she had seen before, her sister, and Mu Zhenshan who was holding Mu Huaichuan.

Shen Lezhi's face changed greatly, and he quickly stepped forward and opened his mouth to speak, but saw her sister with a sad expression and no light in her eyes.

Her throat suddenly felt like it was stuck in something, and it was very uncomfortable.

My sister must be very sad, the right Yushi is kind to their Shen family, and they are my sister's friend.

How so? How did it come to this?

Mu Zhenshan's cry shook the sky: "Huaichuan, Huaichuan!" What do you do with your father? What do you want your dad to do? ”

Princess Hezhen's death gave him a fatal blow, he had long wanted to go with her, but when he thought of Mu Huaichuan who was pinched in the palm of his hand by Emperor Yongqing, he didn't dare to die, he could only practice desperately and stand at the highest place to show the value of Mu Huaichuan, only in this way could he live well in the capital, and Emperor Yongqing would take him seriously.

But now, his only support is gone, how can he live!

Mu Zhenshan couldn't wake up Mu Huaichuan, and even if he wanted to break his heart and go with his son, he was quickly stopped by Shen Sitang.

Her voice choked: "Master Mu League, what are you doing!" ”

Mu Zhenshan's face was full of tears, and his eyes were red and he said, "My son is gone, why am I still alive?" I'm gone, nothing! ”

Shen Sitang lowered his head when he heard this: "I'm sorry, Master Mu, he is here to save me." ”

As she spoke, she tightened her palms again.

Shen Sitang's right hand has been clenched into a fist, when she stopped Mu Zhenshan just now, she used her left hand, it stands to reason that she is not left-handed, and the most comfortable to use should be her right hand.

Mi Xin noticed this, and was silent and didn't speak, just looked at Shen Sitang with deep eyes.

Mu Zhenshan looked at Shen Sitang when he heard this, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, he cried as embarrassed as anyone else, he looked at it, suddenly turned his face away, and hugged Mu Huaichuan harder.

"Huaichuan didn't grow up beside me since he was a child, I owe his mother too much, and I owe him too much, I always fantasize about how I can make up for him if one day our father and son recognize each other, how to be good to him, how to make him happy."

Mu Zhenshan's voice was low, with endless tenderness and despair.

"I want to hold the best things in the world in front of him, I will give him whatever he wants, if he has a girl in the picture, I will definitely prepare a dowry for him, let him marry that girl in a beautiful way, as long as he is happy, as long as he is happy, I will be happy."

"I never thought that the girl in his picture was you, it's just you, it doesn't matter if you have demon blood, who told my son to like it."

"But you don't like him, do you know how sad I felt when I learned that the person in your heart was Emperor Qianning, and I felt distressed! I feel sorry for my son who is destined not to be loved, I thought again, he is still young, and he will meet many good girls in the future, in case he figures it out and falls in love with someone else, I am Wuzun, I can live for a long time, I will be able to wait until my son's wedding day, and sooner or later I will be able to hold my grandchildren. ”

"I imagine a happy life in the future, and I look forward to that day."

When Mu Zhenshan said this, hot tears fell on Mu Huaichuan's face: "I can't see it anymore, he couldn't find a girl who matched him until he died." ”

Shen Sitang's tears also kept falling, and she repeated pale and weakly: "I'm sorry." ”

Mu Zhenshan shook his head: "I don't blame you, my son will be reluctant to let you be resented, I just feel distressed, why did you say that he was planted on you." ”

Mu Zhenshan muttered to himself, and after speaking, he picked up Mu Huaichuan's body and walked out.

Shen Sitang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where are you going to take him?" ”

Mu Zhenshan walked forward, and his tone was extremely calm: "You must always set up a mourning hall for my son." ”

Shen Sitang clenched his palms and said hurriedly: "Master Mumeng, maybe... Perhaps..."

She didn't dare to say what was going on, for fear of giving him hope and making him even more desperate.

Mu Zhenshan stopped when he heard this, turned to look at her, and there was an expectation in his eyes that he didn't dare to show too much.

Shen Sitang looked at Mu Zhenshan like this, and didn't dare to say the next words.

Mu Zhenshan waited for a moment, didn't wait for her words, and continued to walk out without saying a word.

At this moment, another voice broke the silence: "Perhaps, he still has a chance to live." ”