There was no eye contact between the bald man and his mother-in-law, but when the bald head walked to Song Bin's bedside, the mother-in-law put away the cage in Song Bin's hand and walked out with a smile.

The door was closed, and the bald head didn't pay any attention to the mother-in-law who walked out, as if this person didn't exist at all.

The bald head stared at Song Bin tightly, the four-edged long mace still did not fall in his hand, his mouth slowly opened, and he said slowly:

"Your name is Song Bin, Song Lang's heir?"

Song Bin nodded and replied:

"You are the master of Meng He Hall?"

Meng He bowed slightly, it was a response, his eyes were still fixed on Song Bin's eyes, and he seemed unwilling to let go of all the details:

"What did Nangong's mother-in-law tell you just now?"

Song Bin pointed outside and asked:

"Do you say it's the old woman from Fangcai, she didn't say anything to me, she just gave me a basket of steamed buns. ”

"Is it delicious?"

"It tastes good, and I feel much lighter. ”

"The buns stuffed with black pigs and black bamboo shoots are naturally not bad. ”

Meng He looked at Song Bin thoughtfully, and then said slowly:

"You know your parents are gone. ”

Song Bin was stunned by this sudden change in topic, he hurriedly straightened up from the bed and leaned his body in the direction of Hall Master Meng:

"What? they're gone?!"

"Song Lang, they all died there, and only the two of us were left. ”

Song Bin sat on the bed, but his mood was not particularly sad.

He secretly glanced at Meng He, only to see that Meng He was staring at him tightly, and he muttered in his heart, should he be sad......

Song Bin's expression was seen by Meng He, he was a little strange, this young man's expression didn't look so sad, it stands to reason that this young man who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old should have cried for his father and mother.

Could it be that this young man's mind is so mature?

"Wow......"

Meng He's body was shocked by this sudden heart-rending cry.

I saw the young man on the bed, his hands kept hammering the futon in front of him, and then he pulled the futon up, and wiped a handful of snot and tears on the clean bedding.

"How can I live without you! Your children haven't grown up yet, how can you leave it alone!"

Really...... Meng He thought in his heart, this young man should have been just frightened just now, so he would behave so "indifferently".

Meng He couldn't help but be infected by Song Bin's exaggerated cry, he put down the four-edged long mace in his hand, leaned down, patted Song Bin's shoulder, and no longer made any movement.

He also didn't know how to comfort the "grieving" teenager.

Suddenly, Meng He's shoulders were pulled hard, he wanted to resist, but he found that the young man in front of him pulled him to the bed, hugged his shoulders and kept "crying bitterly".

Meng He calmed down, patted Song Bin on the back, and then stood up with the corner of the bed.

This young man...... The mind is too immature.

Song Bin covered his eyes with both hands, he sneaked a glance at Meng He from between his fingers, and when he saw the expression on Meng He's face, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

This performance should be real enough, right......

Song Bin wiped his nose again, then leaned on the edge of the bed, stepped on the cloth shoes under the bed, tidied up the clothes on his body and stood up.

"You're going to ???"

Song Bin picked up the four-edged long wedge that Meng He had placed beside the bed, took two steps towards the door and stood in place, and said angrily:

"Demon Slayer Sect!"

Meng He hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the four-edged long gong from Song Bin's hand, grabbed Song Bin's shoulder and said:

"That's enough! With your uncultivated body, what can you do to fight the Demon Sect members?!"

Song Bin walked back from the door, sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, closed his eyes and said no more.

"Haha, Dragon Spear, you see that this posterity is really good, and the old man almost cried when he saw it. ”

"What? You say that this posterity's performance is too exaggerated? Not exaggerated, not exaggerated, you see that bald head is convinced. ”

Song Bin viciously shouted at the red-haired old man in the spirit pool:

"Red-haired old man, don't speak, my emotions that have been brewing so hard!"

Song Bin hurriedly opened his eyes, so as not to see the red-haired old man who was lying in the "Three Door Seals" and looking out.

Meng He looked at Song Bin, who was quiet, and couldn't help but sigh, and then said:

"Otherwise, I'll teach you how to cultivate your spirit!"

Song Bin slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the previous scene where the bald head fought with the Demon Sect.

At that time, Meng He turned into a dragon behind him, and he fought with the Vermilion Bird behind the black robe, and the cultivation of this Meng Hall Master did not seem to be low.

Perhaps, it would be a good choice to follow him for spiritual cultivation by himself.

But he remembered the picture in the spirit pool before.

The red-haired old man said that spiritual cultivation needs to open the seal on Ren Chong's door, and the red-haired old man seems to want him to open it.

Song Bin shook his head and replied:

"Master Meng, is there a way to improve your skills without cultivating your spirit......

When Meng He heard Song Bin say this, he couldn't help but turn pale:

"Why are you still unwilling to practice with me? Do you know how many people in Wufu and the Wilderness are begging to follow me to cultivate their spirits?!"

Song Bin's mind came to the words of the red-haired old man again:

"Hou Sheng, although this person only has the realm of the Six Gods Monarch, he has also reached the realm of human and divine compatibility, and it will not be slow to enter the realm of soul cultivation, if you cultivate with him, it will be very fast to open the door of Ren Chong!"

Hearing what the red-haired old man said, Song Bin didn't dare to practice with Meng Tang's spiritual cultivator, he smiled humbly on his face, and said to Meng He:

"Master Meng, I have been weak and sickly since I was a child, my kidneys are deficient and my essence is leaking...... I'm afraid that I can't cultivate the spirit. ”

"Otherwise, you can teach me some ways to strengthen my physique, strengthen my veins, and prolong my life, and I will find a good mother-in-law to marry, which can be regarded as leaving a legacy for my old Song family." ”

Meng He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Song Bin say this.

It took him a long time before he reacted, he didn't laugh angrily, and squinted his eyes at the young man who didn't look thin:

"How are you like them. ”

"Who?"

"Dead them. ”

Meng He picked up the four-edged long mace on the ground and looked at the not sharp edges and corners on it, as if he was recalling something:

"If there is no aura in the common area, there will naturally be much less struggle, and those spiritual cultivators would rather live in the common area for the rest of their lives than take half a step out of the common area, they only see the danger outside the common area. ”

"And we, we also have to rely on those scarce spirit stones to absorb spiritual energy to protect those spiritual cultivators in the common area, I didn't expect you to be the same as them. ”

"The Demon Sect invaded with a large number of spirit stones, if it weren't for the timely discovery of the Inner Court and the dispatch of me to lead you to evacuate Danyang Kingdom, I'm afraid you wouldn't even know how you died. ”

"And you, being able to survive is a complete fluke. ”

Meng He looked at Song Bin with a deep face, looked at his empty right hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp:

"Kill four Demon Sect members and turn into a Xuanlong to repel the Demon Sect General...... What's the matter with that spear that suddenly appeared and disappeared in your hand?!"