After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

Determined, Song Qinqing turned on the system and found the trajectory of the green dot.

Predicting the next place where it might appear, he directly burned a teleportation talisman, ready to cut off from the sky.

Song Qinqing's prediction was accurate. The location where he flashed happened to be in a narrow alley.

At that time, Yi Heng happened to catch up with the old man and confronted him face to face.

Song Qinqing happened to be in the middle of the two.

However, what Qin Qing didn't predict was that the confrontation between the two was not pleasant, and the atmosphere was tense.

When he landed on the ground, the old man was at the end of his battle.

As if planning to die together, the old man took out something in his pocket and went straight to attack the god of death!

Because it landed in front of Yi Heng, before the two could react, Song Qinqing saw clearly that it was a finely crafted dagger.

The blade exudes the unique spirit of the gods. This is not an ordinary dagger, but a high-level magic weapon of the gods!

This knife can hurt the gods.

And it can cause serious injury.

At this time, he dodges, and Yi Heng behind him doesn't have enough time to react, he will obviously be injured!

He can't dodge, he can only resist the blow head-on!

Song Qinqing immediately concentrated on it, trying to summon the power of the god bone as quickly as possible in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the blade is extremely fast, even faster than he can think of countermeasures.

Almost at the same time as the silver light flashed, those reddish, trembling eyes reflected the fierce blade.

black.

Song Qinqing suddenly couldn't see anything.

As his body was covered in darkness, he felt himself being trapped in front of someone's chest.

There was a clang.

The blade seems to have cut some kind of metal product, making a harsh reverberation.

A blue light fell to the ground, and immediately after, warm liquid flowed onto Song Qinqing's forehead.

Lowering his head, he saw that on the ground, the bronze mask of the young master of the underworld was split in two.

The warm liquid from his forehead dripped to the ground, it was bright red blood.

Song Qinqing suddenly raised her head——

Blood dripped from the man's hairline, covered his thick eyebrows, and flowed over his eyelids to hang on his long black eyelashes.

The moment the man blinked, blood flowed down.

A strand runs along the straight bridge of the nose and hangs between the square nose pillars.

A stream ran down the cool white skin, hanging on the edge of its clearly lined jaw.

The eye-catching red outlines the face hidden behind the mask, exuding the soul-stirring complete facial features.

Under the protection of the black robe.

Between staring eyes.

Song Qinqing saw the real face of this man clearly.

Haunted his complex mind for many days.

The face of sleepy dreams.

Quite Zhehao.

Yi Heng.

With eye color that is not quite similar...

the same face.

Yi Heng's deep purple eyes reflected Song Qinqing's astonished expression.

Song Qinqing almost forgot to breathe and opened her mouth slightly.

The eyes were filled with surprise, relief, puzzlement, and fear.

He suddenly retreated from the protection of Yi Heng's black robe as if fleeing.

He stood with his back against the wall of the alley.

He heard his breathing, heard his heartbeat.

He heard the footsteps of the old man running away in a hurry, and heard the slight sound of the wings of the flying ball hanging beside the person in front of him.

very noisy!

Song Qinqing has a lot to think about.

But now it's so noisy!

He can't think of it!

"You..." Yi Heng's voice choked up for a moment.

This great god of death, whose anger shakes the world and joy makes the breeze of the four seasons, actually showed a panic visible to the naked eye.

"Listen to my explanation." After speaking again, Yi Heng finished speaking.

Song Qinqing raised her eyes in a daze, staring straight at the person in front of her.

The water-red eyes dangled, as if unbelievable, with a broken feeling after being hurt.

"Tell me." Song Qinqing nodded, "I will listen."

"I……"

Hey.

Yi Heng held his breath.

He raised his hand irritably, and grabbed the flying ball that was chasing after him again.The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to speak again, but his thoughts were interrupted by the flying ball's humming wings.

Taking a long breath, Yi Heng licked his parched lips, but swallowed the words back.

The fly ball in the man's hand struggled, as if to warn him of his out-of-bounds behavior.

Bending down to pick up the mask on the ground, Yi Heng didn't say anything, turned around and was about to walk out of the long alley.

"Po Zhehao!" Song Qinqing stopped the other party by another name.

Hearing this name, Yi Heng stopped in his tracks.

But there is no turning back.

Hey.

The flying ball in the palm is more dynamic.

"So, those heartbeats..." Song Qinqing shouted from the spot, "Are you all acting?"

"Uh……"

"Because you are a god, the main arrow will not take effect. So, those heartbeats are all fake, right?"

"Uh……"

"Is there any purpose for you to come near me?" Song Qinqing tried her best not to sound trembling, "Can you tell me? As long as you tell me, I will believe it."

"Uh……"

"As long as you say you didn't mean to hurt me, I'll believe it..."

Song Qinqing's final sound was on the tip of her tongue.

Almost at the moment when his voice trembled uncontrollably, it sounded like a cry...

Yi Heng left the alley and disappeared before his eyes.

Song Qinqing didn't know whether the other party was unwilling to listen to his question, or was afraid to listen to him.

Because the other party didn't say anything, Song Qinqing didn't know anything.

Squatting down with her knees in her arms, Song Qinqing curled up, barely feeling a sense of security from her own body temperature.

It's not that he didn't doubt it.

It's not that he didn't find clues.

The marriage book does not have Po Zhehao's name.

If you show your face in front of Po Zhehao, the system will not send you away.

The God of Love forest system did not dare to block Po Zhehao, allowing him to play tricks on all Gods of Love.

All these prove that Po Zhehao is not a mortal.

Not ordinary people either.

Similar aura, height, similar headache characteristics...

The whistle can summon Gou An to smooth things over for him...

After showing his face in front of Yi Heng, and meeting Po Zhehao again, this person's attitude changed drastically...

And that hug, Po Zhehao didn't let him open his eyes, the faint red light he saw in the slits of his eyes...

All these prove that Po Zhehao is Yi Heng.

These two identities are basically the same person.

However, as long as you don't see it with your own eyes, all this is not real.

Song Qinqing still had reason to believe that the encounter with Po Zhehao was because he, as a god, reaped a marriage that happened by accident and met by chance.

It's not a conspiracy organized by a certain god of death who covers the sky with his hands.

Because Song Qinqing was never moved.

Because Song Qinqing has never been moved.

Therefore, all the feelings for Po Zhehao and all the experiences he has experienced are so unforgettable.

Make him unforgettable, make him insane, make him indistinguishable.

But now, after confirming that everything is a trap...

This heavy confusion, loss, and anger are intertwined, telling Song Qinqing an answer:

Originally, originally.

He actually has a little bit of...

I fell in love with Po Zhehao.

I feel worthless for my first love that I don't know about.

Song Qinqing thought: He must ask Yi Heng to find out.

He must seek justice for his first love who was kept in the dark.

At this time, Yi Heng was concerned about the existence of the flying ball, and couldn't confess many things. Song Qinqing knew that now was not the best time to find someone to confront.

Little Cupid had no choice but to adjust his emotions silently, "seal the heart and lock the love", and returned to Li Lanxiang's residence first.

Compared with her insignificant and unvalued personal relationship, Song Qinqing thought, the task is more important!

Especially this mission is still a "time-limited high-risk mission", especially grandpa is still being chased and killed by a certain "unwilling man"!

Song Qinqing must hurry up!

No matter what his standpoint is, for this business, he has to overtake that great god of death!

It was past noon when he returned to grandma again.

The old woman was sitting on a rocking chair on the balcony, her eyes were closed, her body was relaxing and swinging with the rocking chair.

The sun shone on her hair mixed with half of the blue silk, and fell on her kind and peaceful face, creating a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Song Qinqing fell beside her, although he couldn't bear to break the calm, but thinking of the situation where his grandfather was alone, he still gritted his teeth and woke up the dozing old woman.

Slowly opening the eyelids, the figure of the young god was reflected in the old woman's old but pure eyes.

She smiled, and then asked softly, "Child, who are you?"

Song Qinqing's heart twitched.

No matter how many times you are forgotten, you will still feel regret.

Even if this person is a stranger he doesn't know well.

"It's me, Xiao Song. You make a wish, let me help you find someone!" Song Qinqing hurriedly touched the photo in her pocket...

But I remembered that the photo was left with my grandfather, and I didn't have time to take it back!

Oops!Those are the memories grandma cherished for a long time...

There is one more reason why she must see him!

Although there are no photos to assist, Song Qinqing's words still awaken some memories of grandma.

Grandma nodded and replied, "I remember now. Xiao Song, it's you!"

"I found the person you want to see!" Song Qinqing said hurriedly.

"Really?" Grandma's eyes lit up, and she sat up. The old woman who was not in a hurry, actually showed a little girl's joy, "Where is he?"

"It's not convenient for him to come to see you now." Song Qinqing continued, "But, I can take you to see him!"

Song Qinqing has no way to snatch grandpa from Yi Heng, at least she can send grandma to the scene!

"Okay!" Hearing Song Qinqing's suggestion, grandma immediately got up to prepare, without any inconvenience caused by old age.

Thinking about it, the long-cherished wish for many years, the obsession that is entangled in the subconscious mind even if you are sick and you can't remember it, finally has the opportunity to fulfill...

Even the old grandfather will struggle hard to snatch his life from the hands of death;

Even the drowsy grandma should cheer up, tidy up, and meet old friends who have not been reunited for a long time.

Grandma moved quickly, changed into a beautiful floral dress, and was ready to set off with Song Qinqing.

Because the teleportation talisman might cause dizziness, Song Qinqing was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear it, so he held most of her body in his arms, supported the old man, and slowly started the teleportation.

The transfer location was near the location of the green dot. Because she was not sure about the situation at the scene, Song Qinqing did not directly land at the center of the conflict because she was afraid that grandma would see exciting scenes.

As he expected, as soon as the old and the young fell to the ground, they heard the sound of violent explosions from the building above them.

A gas explosion occurred in an abandoned residential building, and thick black smoke rose from that floor!