real world

With a whoosh, the black shadow appeared in front of him, looking down from above.

"You are useless!" he said, "This is the last chance, where is Song Xiao?"

Zheng Ting coughed twice, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really don't know...you are so capable, why don't you go find it yourself?"

Hei Ying said: "So, you won't say anything? Then go to hell!"

Zheng Ting's neck was suddenly strangled by an invisible force, his face flushed instantly, his eyes widened, and his body subconsciously struggled desperately.

The black shadow taunted: "Heavenly Court? Ha!"

Zheng Ting had fallen into a coma at this time.

Countless images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern——

He was young, in his prime, with thick hair that year.

The first mission was to rush into a small town house together with Wan Guosong. The two worked together to kill a blood-sucking monster and saved an innocent child.

That year, he was already an "old man" in the Heavenly Court. He took a newcomer out on a task that seemed relatively simple, but he encountered a powerful monster in the end.

In order to protect the newcomer, he knew he was invincible but still fought back and was seriously injured.

If there is no elixir brought back by the chief director Huang Yongxian, I am afraid that he would have left this splendid world at that time.

That year he changed from field work to internal work, and married a girl who was also in the field.

He, who has started to lose his hair, finally has a home.

His daughter was born that year, and he was as happy as a child.

In the group photo of the family of three, he is smiling brightly with thinning hair.

That year, in order to take better care of the children, his wife discussed with him and wanted to resign and go home to be a full-time wife.

He agreed, and from then on, the grades of smoking, drinking, and socializing with the outside world were all discounted.

But he has no regrets and enjoys it.

The first time his daughter called Dad that year, he burst into tears.

That year when my daughter went to kindergarten, she cried and put her arms around his neck and said that I wanted to play with my father. He was full of reluctance and felt sad for a long time.

When my daughter was in primary school...

The first composition written by my daughter that year - I love my dad.

His eyes were red when he saw it.

That year his wife discussed with him, should he have another one for his daughter as a companion?

He refused, saying that all his love is on his daughter, and one is enough.

that year……

those years……

Countless images that were dusty in the corners of his memory, hard to recall even if he tried to think about them, all appeared in his mind at this moment.

After so many years, he once thought that life could go on like this forever.

At one point, I felt that the blood in my body no longer had the motivation to boil.

Until a handsome face full of youthful vigor flashed in his mind, yes, Song Xiao.

This young man gave him hope.

No matter the talent, savvy or the attitude of striving to make progress, he was very happy.

It was as if I saw myself back then.

But he is very clear that Song Xiao is much better than him back then!

Especially after the battle in the deep mountains of Nanjiang County, he felt that with such a young man, Heaven would surely rise again.

That feeling was extremely strong.

It was this young man who warmed up the blood in his body that had been dormant for many years.

So... do you regret it?

No.

Even if he knelt on the ground begging for mercy today like a soft bone.

And betray all the information about Song Xiao, the enemy will not let him go!

I have dealt with demons and goblins for so many years.

He understands.

Resent it?

No.

From the day he joined Heavenly Court, he has been ready to sacrifice at any time.

Just very sad!

How much do you want to see your daughter again, how much you want to hear her call daddy again, let her put her arms around her neck, show off to her mother, and see her mother being jealous?

Zheng Ting's world gradually became darker.

It gradually became silent.

then.

A somewhat dazed illusory shadow slowly sat up from the fallen Zheng Ting, looking around in a daze.

Then slowly... it floated up.

Heiying sneered: "Can you become a god after death? With me, death is the beginning!"

boom!

A bright golden light suddenly shot out from a token, covering that phantom figure.

An incomparably strong and dazzling... light that cannot be seen in the world bursts out!

On another plane, the shadow looked horrified, and subconsciously stepped back, as if a little afraid.

He didn't want that golden light to touch him.

He looked at the phantom shrouded in golden light in surprise, his lips trembled slightly, and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth in the end.

He too was born on this land, grew up...until he died.

Speaking of disdain for heaven, it is actually something after death.

When he was alive, he was not so bold.

At this time, the bright golden light in front of him finally aroused his reverence for the heaven engraved in his bones again.

When he died... he was just a Yin spirit; when the people in the heavenly court died, they were... Yin gods!

A yin god protected by the power of merit!

In the golden light, Lao Zheng, who was in a ghostly state, was still a bit dazed, as if he didn't realize that he was dead.

He looked left and right, looked around.

Finally, his eyes fell on the black shadow.

Chapter 32 Today you are a child

As soon as Song Xiao stepped out of the high-speed rail station, she received a message from Zheng Ting.

After reading it, he instinctively sensed something was wrong.

After replying to Zheng Ting's two messages one after another, but failed to get a response, Song Xiao closed her eyes slightly, and the crowd around her disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, his expression was extremely serious.

Glancing at the crowded traffic on the street, he ran directly in that direction.

At first it was like a [-]-meter sprint.

Many people on the street ran away before they saw him clearly.

But this is only the beginning.

Song Xiao's speed is getting faster and faster!

In the end, all the people he passed could only feel a gust of wind blowing past them suddenly, and looked up blankly without seeing a shadow.

In a dark alley without street lights.

That shadow did not leave.

Instead, seven or eight powerful ghost cultivators were called in, and they were launching a fierce attack on the old Zheng Yinling who was protected by the golden light!

"If we let him escape today, we will be completely exposed!"

"In any case, kill him!"

The shadow sends out extremely cold thoughts, directing these ghost cultivators.

Old Zheng in the Golden Light Asylum has come to his senses, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by this group of powerful ghost cultivators.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't use any supernatural powers in his spiritual state.

He could only passively hide in the golden light, a little anxiously... looking towards home.

Although there is a town house magic weapon at home, he is still very worried.

At this moment, a group of ghost cultivators besieging him suddenly stopped, and together with the shadow, they looked in another direction.

There, a figure came running wildly!

Song Xiao immediately saw Zheng Ting, who was wrapped in golden light... already in a spiritual state.

A monstrous anger ignited in his heart.

He has never been so angry!

Golden Light Sword, Peng Claw Method, Thunder Method, True Fire...

Almost all the supernatural powers and spells that could be displayed were cast in an instant, and the terrifying attack was like a torrential rain, hitting the seven or eight ghost cultivators.

The attack of the extremely restrained spirit body was a devastating blow to this group of powerful ghost cultivators. Almost instantly, they were all beaten to pieces, and their souls were scattered!

ding ding dong.

There are seven or eight extremely Yin spar stones left on the ground.

The shadow that killed Lao Zheng was also injured, but he was obviously stronger and did not die.

But he was completely stunned!

He didn't even realize that the person who came was the Song Xiao he was looking for!

Boom!

A huge thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the shadow.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Song Xiao's mouth on the spot.

Regardless of the exhaustion of the spiritual power in his body, he forcibly cast the thunder method, splitting the shadow until it was almost torn apart.

Song Xiao rushed over and picked up the shadow in the spirit state.

The opponent scratched his feet and struggled desperately.

This powerful late foundation establishment... ghost cultivator who was almost at the Golden Core level had no ability to resist in front of the enraged Song Xiao.

Under the golden light, Old Zheng suddenly said loudly: "Song Xiao, don't rush to kill him, ask about the situation..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that he was dead, could Song Xiao not be able to hear him?

But then he realized... Others can't do it, but Xiao Song can definitely do it!

"Don't kill him yet!"

Zheng Ting stopped again.

Song Xiao looked up to the sky, trying hard to hold back the tears that were almost overflowing from her eyes.