After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

"Why on earth are you..." Yi Heng asked incomprehensibly, "put your life in such a lowly position? Are those two dying old men more important than yourself?"

"Yi Heng, don't say that about them..."

"My dear Song! Answer me!"

"And what do you know about me?" Seemingly aroused by Yi Heng's repeated yelling, Song Qinqing, who had always been calm, actually raised her voice, seeming to retort.

The lack of information on inequality made Song Qinqing always feel that she was in a passive position.

No matter how nice and caring Yi Heng is to him, he still feels unbalanced.

Song Qinqing held the position of her heart, "You don't know why I value the love and hatred of mortals more than my own life? That's because you never know how I have been living all this time."

"Uh……"

"I was born with indifferent emotions." Song Qinqing hammered his heart, but his expression was blank. "I can feel emotions, and I also understand human emotions. But my feelings are very, very weak. It's like, my My heart was born empty."

"Uh……"

"The missing part makes me unable to perceive the meaning of survival. Only when I get close to ordinary people, help them, empathize with them, and get emotional infection from their grievances, can I realize that this part seems to be made up gone."

"Uh..." At this point, Song Qinqing pursed her lips a little aggrieved, "So, I have never been the selfless god you say. On the contrary, I am very selfish. I work so hard to realize every day in order to keep myself alive. A mortal wish."

Yi Heng's purple eyes flickered.

The expression of the young god was reflected in the eyes, blank, confused, and sad.

"I'm not saving them. I'm saving myself, you understand?"

"Uh……"

"However, all of you seem to know more than me, and you all seem to understand me better than me." Song Qinqing asked tentatively, "Then can you tell me, what is the piece I am missing?"

"Uh..." Yi Heng lowered his eyes in silence, as if he was thinking about something.

Song Qinqing exchanged her "hollow" secret, but Yi Heng couldn't even open her mouth to the secret once.

He was not willing to give up like this, so he deliberately provoked the other party again:

"Forget it." Song Qinqing sighed, "You probably can't understand my feelings. After all, you can't even understand the meaning of mortals' obsession with meeting each other before death."

"Why can't I understand?" Yi Heng was really aroused and asked back.

"You never cared about mortal feelings, did you?"

"Why should I care about the feelings of mortals?"

"So, you don't understand how precious it is for two people to wait a lifetime for a chance to meet, right?"

"Why don't I understand?"

The iceberg-like man, facing relative Song, always broke his defense again and again.

There were red threads in Yi Heng's eyes, as if he was suppressing a not-so-pleasant memory, and as his mood fluctuated, the flickering frequency of the red light in the hood became more and more crazy.

"Song Qinqing." Yi Heng said word by word, "I have used my life to wait for someone and find someone."

These words made Song Qinqing hold his breath.

Yi Heng is not a person who is good at using rhetoric, so when he pretends to be a mortal and plays his heart, he speaks so lamely.

Not only that, but at the mission scene in Changqing, the God of Death had to understand the concept of "together" literally.

Therefore, if Yi Heng said that he sacrificed his life for something...

Then this person must have really risked his life.

A certain answer hidden in the abyss is just around the corner, letting the hidden people see the clue for the first time.

Song Qinqing was terrified, but still tried her best to ask: "That person is me..."

"Little Lord!"

Black smoke swept across, and He Chuan appeared beside the two at the right time, interrupting their conversation.

Yi Heng was nearly insane from being entangled by the brain nail, and when he saw the third person appearing, he took a step back, recovering from the passionate state he had just been forced to question by Song Qinqing.

He Chuan gave Song Qinqing an apologetic look, "I'm sorry to interrupt you. The Lord of Taishan Mansion ordered the young master to restore the communication immediately, otherwise he will come to find him himself."

Lord Taishan came to the human world in person?

This is unheard of situation!

Song Qinqing looked down at the little flying ball that had just been burned out of control by Yi Heng.

The door to the truth was obviously only opened a crack, but was forcibly closed by the invisible hand from the underworld.

"Let's go back to the underworld first." Yi Heng waved his hand, signaling He Chuan to leave.

He Chuan nodded, and supported the young master who was troubled by the headache. Immediately, the two of them turned into a puff of cold smoke and disappeared from the scene.

boom -

With the departure of the young master of the underworld, the suspended building completely collapsed.

The huge wind that rolled up shook Song Qinqing's hairline and clothes, but he stood still and did not dodge.

What fell to the ground with Lou Shi was Song Qingqing's emotions.

He just tried to use an unknown secret in exchange for Yi Heng to tell himself the truth.

But Yi Heng couldn't speak out.

However, Song Qinqing concealed the second half of the secret——

This is also a secret that only came out after he met Yi Heng, or Po Zhehao:

His hollow emotions could have been infected only by mortal joy.

But now, his emotions are still affected by one person, and that person is Yi Heng.

……

Yi Heng's departure at this time, in a sense, also gave Song Qinqing a chance.

At least the grandfather will not be hunted down again, he finally has the opportunity to find the second elder, so that the two can have a good reunion.

There was no extra time for him to grieve, Song Qinqing cheered up almost on the spot, turned on the system radar, and looked for grandma's location.

Following the location of the task target marked by the red dot, Song Qinqing found the grandma sitting at the entrance of a nearby alley without any effort.

Because of the sudden collapse of the high-rise building just now, grandma was frightened out of her wits, and her already unstable memory became even more erratic.

When Song Qinqing found her, she was sitting in a corner with a smile on her face, but she almost couldn't remember who she was.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted man passing by took her to the entrance of the alley to take care of her.Otherwise, grandma doesn't know what accidents she will encounter.

Song Qinqing was about to raise her eyes to thank the "good-hearted man", but when she saw the red broom head of the other party, she was taken aback for a moment.

"God?"

"Go An?"

It was the God of Death, Gou An, who saved grandma? !

"Master, why are you here?" Gou An asked in surprise.

Song Qinqing was even more surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to do the task!"

"I will also do the task."

"What is your mission?"

"Find someone for this grandma. What is your task?"

"Take this grandma away."

"Uh..." Gou'an might be afraid that the god of love would not understand, and added, "Because her lifespan is nearing the end of her life."

"Uh..." Song Qinqing finally understood why the system judged Li Lanxiang's mission as "high-risk within a limited time" at the beginning.

The time limit is because Li Lanxiang has a limited lifespan; the high risk is because the system has indeed predicted that Eros should compete with Death for business.

It's just that the system didn't predict that the meeting party is also very dangerous, and the meeting party is also limited in time.

Before Li Lanxiang was in high danger for a limited time, that grandfather had already made Song Qinqing realize what the speed of life and death is.

The time-limited and high-risk of this mission is actually twice as high.

Because the two elders have reached the time when their souls should return to the underworld.

"Great God, what should I do if I ran into a mission?" Gou An murmured uneasily, "Why don't I procrastinate for a while. Although Death will be punished if he fails to complete the mission on time, Judge Bai is really scary..."

"No. Just follow the birthday book." Song Qinqing interrupted, "But, can I know how long she has left?"

After checking the system task details, Gou An replied: "Li Lanxiang, Yangshou remains, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 58 seconds."

Li Lanxiang's life expectancy is less than 24 hours.

……

Fortunately, Yi Heng temporarily decided to go back to the underworld to report to Lord Taishan, and he is not in the human world for the time being.

Therefore, for the rest of her time, grandpa is at least safe and will not be hunted down by the god of death.

When mortals in the mortal world are approaching the end of their lives, there will be death following them.

It's just that before the time runs out, the god of death will not forcibly "take away" mortals.

Knowing that Gou An will always follow Grandma and will not harm her, Song Qinqing decided to cooperate with Gou An first.

He asked Gou'an to take her to a nearby secluded place first, while he went to find his grandfather.

At that time, Grandpa also noticed that the vicious Grim Reaper hadn't caught up to him for a while, and was resting in the big cement pipe on the abandoned construction site.

Like an old leopard lingering on its last breath.

When Song Qinqing found him, the old man was startled reflexively, turned around and got out of the pipe to run away.

Fortunately, the young god made a sound in time, so that grandpa let down his vigilance.

"That god of death won't be pestering you any longer!" Song Qinqing hurriedly said, "So let's hurry up and see grandma!"

"You won't chase me anymore?" Grandpa Ben's scarlet eyes suddenly brightened due to exhaustion, he suddenly touched his upper body, a little at a loss, "I have to clean it up quickly, I'm too dirty now, I have to change it nice clothes..."

"Wait..." Song Qinqing pressed Grandpa's shoulder to prevent him from leaving, "I can use the Clothes Cleaning Charm to clean it up for you! After all, we have no time to waste!"

Grandpa nodded hastily, "That's right! That God of Death will come back again. I really don't have much time..."

"It's not just that you don't have much time..."

"Ok?"

Song Qinqing thought about it, and still told the truth, "Grandma doesn't have much time."

"Uh..." Grandpa understood.

After all, I am also very old, and I have a deeper concept of death than any other age.

The old man's eyes darkened for a moment, but soon after, he smiled again.

It was a slightly regretful, but very clear and contented smile.

"It's enough, kid." Seeing that the young man looked sad, the grandfather patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "I should have died a long time ago. So, even if there is only a little time left, I stole it, and it's enough. .”

The old man's unexpectedly open-minded attitude moved Qin Qing.

"Okay! Then let's go!"

"Ah."