real world

Chapter 32
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.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Zheng Ting, wanting to say sorry, but these three words were too heavy to say.

The shadow was grabbed by Song Xiao's neck and held in his hand like a rag bag, and he had stopped struggling.

"Torture first!"

Lao Zheng fluttered leisurely, and floated in front of Song Xiao from not far away.

Song Xiao was silent, picked up the thing in his hand and looked at it a few times.

The shadow is terrified!
At this moment, he had realized that this person was Song Xiao.

But if he had known that the person he was looking for was so cruel and terrifying, he would definitely not have done such a stupid thing.

It's just too late to say anything now.

Everything is irreparable.

His eyes also gradually turned cold, he couldn't live left and right, and couldn't escape the fate of losing his soul, so he might as well be tougher!
next moment.

"Ow!"

A miserable scream came from his mouth.

A faint blue flame was burning on one of the shadow's arms.

The real fire caused too much damage to the spirit body, and in the blink of an eye, one arm of the shadow disappeared.

The excruciating pain simply broke through the sky.

The shadow in the spirit state feels like falling into the legendary flame hell and being burned to death.

But even fainting...is a luxury.

Song Xiao started to burn his other arm again.

"Ahhhh!"

"I said, I'll say everything, don't torture me!"

Shadow is broken!
Song Xiao still didn't say a word, burning slowly.

I didn't control it well just now. In a rage, the real fire was used too hard and burned too fast.

He held a large handful of crystal sand in one hand, and the shadow in the other, controlling the real fire to burn slowly with his mind.

Bring to a simmer.

"I'm a subordinate of the ghost king of Dongcheng County. I was ordered to find you to bring back Qianmian. I went to your residence but couldn't find anyone, so I came to find your friend... Ahhh, don't burn it!"

Take the initiative to explain the problem in the shadow collapse.

Song Xiao still ignored him and continued to burn.

Even Lao Zheng's spiritual body, which was protected by the golden light, felt a huge threat from this terrifying flame, but seeing the shadow that killed him being tortured, he felt a little bit of evil in his heart.

"We still have a secret base outside the capital, and there are two companions in the same level as mine, both of whom are the Lord Ghost King's confidantes... There is a lot of wealth there, please, please forgive me, it's too uncomfortable Ahh!"

"I said, I'm willing to say anything, I'll tell you whatever you want to know..."

"I admit that I lied. There is a monk in the base who is stronger than me. He is the absolute confidant of the Ghost King and our leader..."

Song Xiao remained silent.

The blue flames had begun to burn the shadow's two feet, two legs.

Continue to burn slowly upward.

In the end, the whole body of the shadow was ignited with this kind of blue flame, and it happened that he couldn't die for a while.

Thanks to the pitiful howls that the world could not hear, but in this area, at least ten days and a half months, there will never be any spirits.

Hun'er was scared away!
During this process, Shadow confessed at least dozens of evils he had done one after another.

I almost talked about bedwetting when I was a child.

With endless fear and extremely broken emotions, he was finally burned alive by Song Xiao with real fire.

Leaving a very large very Yin spar.

Old Zheng watched from the side, and he could even clearly perceive that the shadow's last thought was relief.

Thinking about it, anyone who was tortured like this would probably want to die.

Song Xiao squatted down, silently picked up the extreme yin spar on the ground, then walked up to Zheng Ting, and handed the spar to him.

Thinking of something, he also took out the extreme yin spar from the red cheongsam female ghost cultivator on his body.

This thing is not something that only living people can use. The extreme yin spar that contains a lot of yin and cold energy is also a rare treasure for ghost cultivators.

Zheng Ting looked at Song Xiao and smiled bitterly: "Don't blame yourself, it's not you."

Song Xiao looked up and looked at Zheng Ting with complicated eyes.

They were drinking together a few days ago, and Lao Zheng was the most honest and brought the most things.

After I went there, like an elder, I took the initiative to go into the kitchen and do all kinds of busy work.

But at the moment...

"Okay, don't be sad."

Zheng Ting, who should have been the most sad, couldn't help but enlighten Song Xiao now.

"It is said that the reason for joining the Heavenly Court is that you can become a god after death. How should you put it? Yes, and no."

"The rules of the heavens... don't interfere with the human world, so we have always kept this in mind, and we are doing things that the world doesn't know."

"But I am a Chinese. I was born and raised here. I have deep feelings for this land and this nation."

"Including the education I received since I was a child, and the ideas passed down by my ancestors for thousands of years, they all taught me a truth-protecting the homeland is supremely glorious!"

"The so-called non-interference in human affairs actually stems from the Conferred God War, which was included in the agreement reached by the two parties."

"However, it was broken by the other side a hundred years ago, and our heavenly court members also sacrificed many people due to the invasion of Western powers."

"It's just that the battlefields on both sides are in places that the world can't see."

"The reason why I tell you this is that I hope that in the future, you will be able to carry the banner of the Heavenly Court!"

"Don't give up on that."

Zheng Ting looked at Song Xiao who remained silent all the time, and said, "If it wasn't for Director Huang's elixir, I would have died long ago. How could I have the chance to enjoy the comfortable life of the next ten years?"

"Our heavenly organization in the world, protecting children... is a common practice."

"It's just that I was a child at that time, but today...you are a child."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ting subconsciously wanted to take a cigarette out of his pocket, but he was lonely. He was not very used to it in the spirit state.

Song Xiao silently walked to his corpse, took out cigarettes from his pocket, lit three cigarettes, and put them on the ground.

Zheng Ting immediately inhaled hard, and the smoke came out of his spirit body's nostrils, showing a satisfied expression.

The smoke on the ground soon burned to the end.

The old Zheng over here finally had a good time, looked at Song Xiao and said, "When my whereabouts are confirmed later, go and tell your sister-in-law. Don't mention anything else, I died fighting for the Heavenly Court, not for you."

"She was also a member of the Heavenly Court, so she can understand."

"Brother has the audacity to accept these crystal stones of yours. You can also cultivate here. Maybe ten years later, you can have a second spring again, haha!"

Until now, Song Xiao finally spoke the first words after coming here tonight.

His voice sounded a little hoarse: "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry."

Zheng Ting shook his hand: "I've said it all, I don't blame you!"

Song Xiao said seriously: "No matter where Feng is, you should practice hard, and one day, I will take you to the fairy world!"

"Also, for my sister-in-law and niece, I will also..."

Zheng Ting shook his head slightly: "It's good for them to live quietly by themselves. The pension given by the Heavenly Court is enough for them to live. My brother doesn't ask for anything else, I just hope that the two of them will be safe and healthy in this life."

Song Xiao understood what he meant, and felt even more indignant and sad.

Zheng Ting looked at Song Xiao: "Okay, Xiao Song, I'm leaving, the power of merit has begun to guide me... I will contact you when I settle down!"

Song Xiao nodded, watching Zheng Ting go away instantly in the golden light.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wan Guosong and Wang Peng respectively, and attached the location at the same time.

Then he picked up Lao Zheng's half-pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it.

As soon as he took a sip, he was choked and coughed, so he simply pinched the filter with his thumb and forefinger, squatted next to Lao Zheng's body, and waited until it was completely burned.

Then he stood up, looked up to the sky and took a deep breath.

Take out a small flying saucer, after activation, it disappears in place instantly.

A moment later, Wang Peng and Wan Guosong arrived almost at the same time.

Wang Peng threw himself on Zheng Ting's body and wept loudly.

Wan Guosong stood there stiffly, motionless, like a humanoid sculpture.

Outside the capital, a flying saucer suddenly appeared in the sky over an abandoned manor.

(End of this chapter)