Zhao Qingsong already hated Yu Tengqi to the bone marrow, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Qian donkey skills are poor!" The eyes of the law are clear, and you can see through all directions! ”

Zhao Qingsong's eyes in his forehead suddenly opened, and a yellow light swept through the darkness, and in the darkness six hundred zhang away from Zhao Qingsong, a black shadow with a height of only about three zhang condensed out!

This black shadow was naturally Yu Tengqi, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time and wanted to sneak attack Zhao Qingsong again.

Zhao Qingsong's figure flashed again, and he had appeared in front of Yu Tengqi, his feet stepped heavily on Yu Tengqi's shoulders, and the green qi on the soul snatcher gun in his hand lingered, and the gun exploded, piercing Yu Tengqi's face like an electric drill!

Yu Tengqi was taken aback, and only had time to say the word "I", his head had been pierced by the Soul Reaver Gun, and his heart was flying!

"Boom" was another loud sound, Zhao Qingsong's figure flashed again, and the person had flashed a hundred zhang away, and the yellow eyes in his forehead rolled, brushing towards the black mist that was rolling away!

With the information provided by Zhu Qianchuan, Zhao Qingsong knew that Yu Tengqi's explosion this time was still only the immovable Ming King's Dharma Body, but this time it was the last of the three Dharma Bodies!

Now that the law has been completely destroyed by himself, the true body of Yu Tengqi will definitely appear next.

Zhao Qingsong plans to get out the true body of Yu Tengqi and completely kill this demon here!

I saw that in the darkness thousands of feet away, a man wearing a crown and a purple dragon robe looked panicked, and quickly slashed in the darkness with the purple knife in his hand, cut out a basin-sized hole, and plunged into it.

The washbasin-sized incision heals instantly without a trace.

"Yu Tengqi, I, Zhao Qingsong, don't make you a dog thief, and I swear not to be a human being!"

Zhao Qingsong snorted coldly, his figure flashed again, and he had appeared in the place where Yu Tengqi disappeared, and with a shake of the soul snatching gun, he had already drawn a hole the size of a hundred zhang, and he did not hesitate to burrow into the opening, and chased after Yu Tengqi.

Unexpectedly, the situation after passing through the space barrier this time was very different from the last time, after Zhao Qingsong got into the hole, he did not immediately catch up with Yu Tengqi, but found himself in a strange space.

This space is not bright, dark is not dark, it seems to be light and dark, and it is full of bubbles of strange sizes.

Zhao Qingsong glanced at the space, feeling as if he had entered a strange liquid, with a vague light in front and a dark darkness behind, and he was in a viscous liquid in the darkness and light.

From time to time, countless bubbles rose from below, and human faces kept appearing on the bubbles.

Zhao Qingsong stared at it and saw that the faces that appeared on the bubbles were familiar to him.

He rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and saw that the people in the bubbles were doing one thing after another, all of which he remembered and experienced in the past.

Among them, the most shown is the bits and pieces when he was with Zhu Miaoying.

Zhao Qingsong looked at these large and small bubbles full of his own memories, his face was stained with tears, and the Dharma phase that was more than twenty zhang high slowly shrank, and soon his Dharma phase disappeared completely, and his whole person also changed back to his original human form.

And the Soul Reaver Spear also slowly shrank with Zhao Qingsong's body, becoming the length of an ordinary spear.

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The humility of the world comes from asking for nothing - Zhao Qingsong.

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Where is it?

Is this a place where life and death wander?

Yes, this should be Wangxiangtai!

After death, the soul has nothing to rely on, but it does not enter the underworld, first enter the Wangxiang platform, wait to see the relatives and sorrows, recall the past before life, and return to the yang world from the Wangxiang platform on the seventh day of the soul night, and wait for the complete separation from the various characters in the yang world, and after completely ending all the karma, the soul will enter the underworld and be reincarnated.

Zhao Qingsong wiped away his tears and secretly prayed in his heart: "Miaoying, I think that although you are dead, your soul is still there, and this soul-snatching gun in my hand can still save your soul, I hope God will bless you, so that the two of us will have the moment to meet again." ”

His eyes widened sharply, his figure flickered, and he had reached the edge of the liquid light, and the spear in his hand drew out, cutting a hole that was more than a foot long, and his figure flashed again, and he had come out of this liquid.

As soon as Zhao Qingsong came out of the mouth, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Originally, in his prediction, there would definitely be a trap set by Yu Tengqi at the exit, and when he came out, Yu Tengqi would definitely ambush him left and right to carry out a sneak attack on himself.

So before he got out of the hole, Zhao Qingsong was already on full alert, so as to guard against all kinds of obscene methods of Yu Tengqi, and even the worst-case scenario he had already imagined, but it really didn't work, so he turned around and cut the hole again, and fled directly back to the underworld, and thought of another way to kill Yu Tengqi.

Unexpectedly, after he got out, he found that there was no sneak attack, no trap, nothing outside the opening, everything was quiet.

I came out of a large bluestone on a stone wall, and settled in a dark stone path.

Not far away, a flickering torch is inserted in the stone wall, reflecting the entire stone path in an eerie light.

Since Zhao Qingsong obtained the magic power of Emperor Song, for him, there is no difference between night and day in the world, even in a deep and dim place, it is as bright as day and clear at a glance.

Although there was only one flickering torch in this dark stone passage, Zhao Qingsong could see it clearly and clearly.

From time to time, there was a miserable cry in the distance of the passage, and all kinds of strange stench filled the nose.

You don't have to think about it to see that this place in front of you is a dungeon!

Zhao Qingsong's heart moved, and he silently walked straight forward along the passage, and after walking a few steps, he saw a prison enclosed by an arm-thick iron fence on the stone wall next to him.

At this time, there was a person in this prison who was chained, lying on the ground, with his back to Zhao Qingsong, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhao Qingsong let out a long sigh, he could feel it, the people in the prison are not dead yet, but they have a lot of gas and little gas, and obviously they can't live for too long.

He took a long breath slowly, and shouted loudly, "Captain Cao Kangcao! Are you still alive? Over there? I, Zhao Qingsong, have come to save you!! ”

It turned out that as soon as Zhao Qingsong arrived in the dungeon, he suddenly remembered the brothers in Jinyi who had come to handle the case with him.

This can't be blamed on Zhao Qingsong, who is heavy on sex and light on friends, but he has been taking care of himself for the past half a year, hiding in Tibet, and he is worried in his heart, and he can't even guarantee the safety of himself and Zhu Miaoying.

That's how people are.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Without ability, there is no responsibility.

Zhao Qingsong now finally has the ability, of course, he has to take this responsibility.

And because he just had the ability to save Captain Cao and the others, he was also responsible just now.

Some people always stand on the highest point of morality all the time, and demand that all people become saints with perfect morality and character, even if a person can't save his family and himself, he has to ask this person to save others and save the world.

Such a person might be called Our Lady.

Such a person may be called a good person.

But such a person is actually a very cruel person on the other hand.

Be cruel to yourself.

Cruelty to loved ones.

Cruelty to his wife.

Cruel to friends.

More cruel to strangers.

Because you don't look in the mirror to see what virtue you have, but you ask everyone around you to be saints, isn't such a double standard dog cruel enough?

Quite cruel.

The world is too big, and there are all kinds of people.

But we have to believe that most people in this vast world are not saints.

Most of the people in the world are actually laymen, mortals.

Lay people take care of themselves first, then their relatives, then their friends, and then the rest of the world.

If a layman can do this to such an extent, the layman is already a great layman!

Already a layman worthy of praise.

People who completely abandon themselves, their families, and their friends, and help all mankind wholeheartedly, without any private people, cannot be said to be none, but can only be said to be rare, one in ten thousand!

Zhao Qingsong is an ordinary, ordinary, inconspicuous, and remarkable layman.

So he can only take care of himself first, then his wife Zhu Miaoying, and then those Jinyiwei colleagues who believe in him and follow him.

Of course, some people will definitely say that Zhao Qingsong, the grandson, forgets his friends.

That's not bad at all.

But ask yourself, is there anyone in the world who can never forget his friends?

Are you sure?

Don't be ruthless and lie to yourself, right?

Moreover, Zhu Miaoying is not in the category of color at all for Zhao Qingsong, Zhu Miaoying is his friend.

So much for.

Zhao Qingsong shouted loudly, and the sound shook nine heavens, and the entire stone wall of the direct shock began to tremble slightly, and the nearby stone wall even began to fall off.

The torches that were relatively close were all shocked by the Tiangang sound wave sent by Zhao Qingsong and were directly extinguished on the spot!

Zhao Qingsong has rescued you!

You've got it!

Come on!

Echoes echoed in the stone wall one after another, and the iron railings the thickness of the arms of Zhizhen trembled!

A lion roared, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

All the voices stopped, and all the attention seemed to be turned to Zhao Qingsong at this moment!

The person who had been lying still in the stone prison next to Zhao Qingsong raised his head tremblingly, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Zhao ...... Zhao ...... Zhao Zhangban, you ...... You're finally here......"

The man's face was full of dirt, his mouth was bloody, and he looked at the direction where Zhao Qingsong was in the dark, and the tears in his eyes flowed outward.

Zhao Qingsong couldn't remember who this person was at all, maybe there was too much dirt on this person's face and it was too thick, so he couldn't see his original appearance.

However, looking at this person's excitement, it is obvious that he is one of the hundred captains who once went out of Beijing with him to handle cases.

Zhao Qingsong agreed, and with a stroke of the spear in his hand, the fence with the thickness of his arm broke like noodles and fell aside.