In the courtyard, Song Changling was silent for a long time.
Song Hanshan stopped talking and seemed to be waiting for Song Changling's answer. The air seemed particularly quiet and a bit heavy.
After a long time, Song Changling finally spoke: "The one who killed Song Xieyang was King Wu, but he was not a human being. The ones who killed several other people were a young man in black and an formation master in white. In addition, Song Xieyang was
Sun Wusheng next to him had his neck cut off with a sword!"
Um?
Song Hanshan suddenly turned around, "How many people are there in total?"
"Three!"
Song Changling nodded, "There is a non-human Martial King named Yang Su! There is also a young man in black and an formation master in white. They look exactly the same!"
"Is that so?"
Song Hanshan frowned slightly. What Song Changling said was somewhat different from what he had speculated, but what Song Changling said didn't seem to be false.
Later, Song Hanshan suppressed this doubt and looked at Song Changling, "You haven't answered me yet, whether your companion lives next door to you!"
Song Changling nodded calmly, "But, he lives on the other side!"
Um?
Song Hanshan raised his eyebrows. This answer seemed unconvincing to him. Then he smiled and patted Song Changling on the shoulder, "Forget it..."
Afterwards, the two of them discussed the topic.
Song Changling chatted all the way about what he had seen and heard after leaving the family, and his views on the world. Song Hanshan smiled and answered a few words from time to time.
Song Hanshan listened carefully, but Song Changling felt uneasy in his heart.
It wasn't until dusk approached that Song Hanshan had to go to the city lord's mansion that Song Changling breathed a sigh of relief and immediately rushed to the darkroom where Lin Huang practiced.
In the dark room, Lin Huang had been reduced to bones by the Cangtian Absolute God Slash, sitting cross-legged on the ground like a dead wood pile, with his sunken eyes closed tightly, immersed in cultivation.
Song Changling looked at Lin Huang, his face full of worry.
He really didn't know if waking up Lin Huang now would cause him to go crazy. So, after Song Changling gritted his teeth, he locked the darkroom from the outside and sealed it completely.
Song Changling knew that with Lin Huang's current appearance, Song Hanshan would know that Lin Huang had practiced Heaven's Absolute God Slash whenever he saw Lin Huang.
At that time... a hundred forest wastelands will not be able to compete with one finger of Song Hanshan on the legendary list.
Song Changling's face was full of worry at this moment. At least in the entire Taixuan Domain, the only thing that could stop Song Hanshan was the skill of one palm, and those who could stop him were only the guardians of the major forces.
Therefore, if Song Hanshan wants to see someone or kill someone, even the King of Heaven will not be able to stop him.
It is even more impossible to stop the stone-hearted Song Hanshan on his own.
Song Changling was sitting in the courtyard, hissing and sighing, "You guys were fooling around before, and you were so confident that you could hide it from the sky. Now it's bigger. If the person who comes is not the second uncle, I'm afraid everyone on the boat will die."
.But it’s my second uncle who’s here, no matter what you do, you can only show your true colors!”
"Now that you have even practiced Cangtian Jueshen Slash, if you have any brothers or sisters, my second uncle will uproot you."
Song Changling was very sad.
"What's wrong? You look a little sad. Are you in trouble?"
At this moment, Song Hanshan's voice suddenly sounded, and the latter quietly appeared behind Song Changling.
Song Changling's body suddenly bounced and he jumped up in fright.
Um?
Song Hanshan frowned, slightly confused.
Song Changling coughed twice, then waved his hand, "It's okay! I was just thinking, was it right for me to go into a brothel to persuade people to be virtuous?"
Song Hanshan pursed his lips and smiled, "Why do you need to think about such a simple question? If you think it is right, then it must be right. If you don't even believe it in yourself, why not chop off your own head with a knife and drink it."
Song Changling curled his lips. He had not been able to explain the truth to Song Hanshan for so many years.
It's just that... all Song Changling's thoughts at this moment are wondering whether Song Hanshan heard what he said just now. Alas, living is so tiring!
"Second uncle, when are you leaving? When you come here, we won't have time to study!"
Song Changling asked with a sigh.
"Just stay here for half a year!"
Song Hanshan shook his sleeves and said with a smile: "Since I'm here for a trip, I have to take a walk. Take a look at the Taixuan Realm where more than a dozen holy kings have walked out. What other monsters and monsters are there? Then put them on the legend list.
Find a few people to set up, and after the beating is over, go pick up your aunt and go home!"
"If you do this, my aunt will run away with you!"
Song Changling's heart sank and his face was full of helplessness. After living here for half a year... I'm afraid that by then the grass on Linhuang's grave will be three feet high.
"Nonsense! If your aunt dares to look at anyone else, my second uncle will kill her!"
Song Hanshan smiled flatly.
"You are so unreasonable!"
"It's already very reasonable. In the past, I always tried to destroy the opponent's entire family."
"Forget it, I'm going to study!"
Song Changling waved his hand and left the courtyard without looking back, not daring to stay with Song Hanshan for too long. In the past, he would have dared to ride on Song Hanshan's head and urinate.
But now that there is something wrong in his heart, Song Changling can even scare himself to death.
Looking at Song Changling pretending to leave gracefully in front of him, the smile on Song Hanshan's face softened slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "I haven't read enough books, and I haven't seen through your second uncle, otherwise I wouldn't be with my second uncle."
You must have lied in front of me."
As he spoke, Song Changling puffed up his sleeves and walked through the entire house with a calm and slightly amused expression.
The middle-aged man, wearing a snow-white mink fur, walked around admiring flowers and fish, fluttering his sleeves, until half an hour later, he stopped and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
At this moment, in front of Song Han Mountain is a rockery.
And inside the rockery, there is the darkroom.
Song Hanshan looked at the rockery with some curiosity on his face. Then he waved his sleeves and robe, and his whole body suddenly froze in place. However, a yin spirit floated out of his body and disappeared into the rockery like clouds and smoke.
In the dark room.
The delicate jade slip was suspended in front of Lin Huang. His fingers were clasped on his knees. His face was sickly blood red, looking particularly ferocious and twisted.
In the sea of consciousness, the forest wasteland is like an ant under a ten thousand-foot peak, watching the upright overlord roaming the world, the mountains collapse and the earth cracks, and the rivers and seas dry up.
The sword in the Overlord's hand was unsheathed even an inch, and even the air turned into powder.
Lin Huang clung to the sea of soul consciousness, like a small boat in the turbulent waves, which could be destroyed at any time. But he persisted until he was three inches out of the sheath.
Time and years begin to fluctuate!
In the dark room, Song Hanshan, who was like a wisp of blue smoke, was walking casually, looking at Lin Huang who was at a critical moment of cultivation, and feeling the aura of Heaven's Absolute God Slash in the room, a smile gradually appeared on Song Hanshan's face.