Song Yiming was not surprised, because he had guessed before that the place where the Holy Lord was guarding might be the location of the thousand-year-old national treasure.

This also confirmed his idea.

The Holy Lord just wants to find the key to restart the Daytime Plan.

"Thousand-year treasure, do you think this is possible?"

Song Yiming suddenly asked something funny.

These so-called rumors are all bizarre and may not be true. ??

"It's impossible and you won't know until you find it, but the foundation and inheritance of the Holy Religion are not something you can understand."

"That's all I can tell you."

"When will you let me see my child?"

The Holy Lord asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised."

"There's something else I want to know."

"Do you have any contact with the Gunslinger..."

Song Yiming inquired deeply to determine whether the Holy Lord and the Gunslinger were in the same group.

Also, where did the Gunslinger go when he disappeared?

And the man holding the Bai Di Jian

"He and I are, at most, using each other."

"However, I didn't expect that he would fall into your hands."

Shengzhi sneered directly.

"Is there any secret hidden in the white jade of Chinese blood?"

Song Yiming asked again to confirm.

"It's just a relic of the Holy Religion, there's nothing secret about it."

"If there was, wouldn't you have discovered it earlier?"

The sage asked in reply.

Song Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Because he felt that the Holy Lord was not telling the truth.

But even if I ask now, it is impossible for the Holy Lord to tell.

Of course, he can also directly capture the Holy Lord now.

But he felt that it was still necessary for Han Shuangyue to meet his father.

After all, he promised before.

"Everything that's wrong now is caused by my father. He made my most beloved woman die, as well as my child..."

The Holy Lord suddenly clenched his fists with excitement.

"Originally, your daughter almost died due to premature birth, but my father used the secret technique of the Western Region to save her life.

took her life."

"So, if you say that my father betrayed you, I won't believe it."

"Sage, I know very well what kind of person you are?"

"You can't fool me, you must have other plans..."

Song Yiming also said to himself.

"Haha, young man, being suspicious is not a good thing."

"Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. I just want to recognize my daughter. It's that simple."

"As for whether I have any other plans, I think it's best for you not to know, so as not to implicate yourself and the people around you."

"In addition, you must also fulfill the engagement that your father and I made before."

The Holy Lord laughed twice and continued.

He is willing to fulfill his final promise.

"This is impossible, I already have someone I love."

Song Yiming decisively refused.

"Then I can kill her!"

The saint's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"you try……"

The Tianwu bloodline in Song Yiming's body has begun to stir.

"You are indeed very similar to your father. If your father hadn't protected your mother back then, he might not have died. After all, he was a man with Tianwu bloodline."

"Even if the body is rotten and the blood is broken..."

"As long as he is still breathing, he can use the ancient blood worms to reshape his bloodline..."

"What a pity! A true hero shouldn't be trapped by love."

The Holy Lord suddenly sighed.

"Does the blood ancient insect still have this ability?"

Song Yiming frowned.

"There are still many things you don't know. But I have no obligation to tell you."

"I let you marry my daughter for your own good."

"Only in this way can you reverse the curse of Tianwu bloodline."

"Because my daughter also has many secrets."

The Holy Lord said very seriously.

"Why have I never heard of this..."

This was the first time Song Yiming heard about it.

"Of course you can't hear that the Holy Religion has a long history."

"You also share the same fate."

"Since your father can let my daughter survive, it means that his experiment was successful." .??.

"My daughter should be your support in the future."

Shengjiao became more and more excited as he talked and smiled like a pervert.

"In three days, I will make an appointment for you and your daughter to meet..."

Song Yiming said directly.

"Your generation should not bear the grievances of the previous generation."

"I owe you this favor."

"As long as you become my son-in-law, I can help you remove any obstacles. I can even let you inherit the name of White Emperor."

The Holy Lord made a promise directly.

"I am not interested."

"Three days later, although you can see your daughter, it may be the last time."

"Because I will arrest you personally and send you back to where you belong."

Song Yiming also directly warned the Holy Lord.

"Haha, then I'll wait and see. I want to see if Bai Emperor's son is really capable of inheriting everything from him."

After the saint laughed, he walked away.

Song Yiming looked at the back of the Holy Lord and actually couldn't hold himself back.

After all, this is a perfect opportunity to seize the Holy Lord.

But he also believed that the Holy Lord would attend the appointment in three days.

After the Holy Lord left, Song Yiming also walked out of the Baidi Temple, looked at the night sky above his head, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

He didn't expect that the core of Bai Tian's plan was to use evil to fight evil, and to use shadow to replace shadow.

This is indeed against moral ethics.

After all, it's unfair to let an impostor occupy someone else's life.
To be continued...