The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

Song Wenyong was pushed by Gu Changqing to the main hall. Once they were inside, Gu Changqing threw Song Wenyong and he fell in the middle of the hall.

Song Wenyong raised his head and saw his beloved daughter Song Fanzhi, wearing a golden crown, sitting in the hall dignified and majestically, looking down at him.

Song Wenyong was instantly furious at the contemptuous look that looked down upon the world. He staggered to his feet and pointed at Song Fanzhi and said, "Tian Gang, you rebellious girl, aren't you afraid of being punished by the heavens?"

Song Jie, with the natural noble temperament of a superior, asked Song Wenyong in a steady voice: "Why do you treat your daughter like this? Since you still think that only your son can inherit your position, why don't you bring your son in? Why don't you let your son appear in front of others openly? Why do you always want to plot against your daughter to fulfill your son's wish?"

Song Wenyong snorted. He did not answer directly. He said, "You are in this situation because I am your father. Now you are plotting against me. You are simply rebelling against the Heavenly Gang. Will you let me go? Otherwise, even God will not let you go."

At this time, Song Fanzhi's men came in and said, "My lord, He Zhicong is still alive."

Song Jie smiled wryly: "Bring it up."

The soldier with a knife brought up He Zhicong, who was beaten like a rag doll by the horse.

He Zhicong never opened his eyes and was breathing very weakly.

Song Jie raised his hand and used his perception to separate He Zhicong's skin and flesh in an instant. He Zhicong's body exploded with a bang, and a stream of blood sprayed directly onto Song Wenyong's face.

Song Wenyong was so scared that he sat on the ground, looking at Song Fanzhi in disbelief: "You, you..."

When did this daughter become so powerful?

Song Jie stood up, walked down the steps and said, "What I hate most in my life are men who treat women as playthings. Do you all have no feelings? You like being violated, right? That's why you like violating others so much?"

Song Wenyong opened his mouth, but was unable to speak.

Song Jie approached him and said, "And you, because you want a good reputation and your wife's men, you can only support your daughter. In order to use your daughter, you hide behind others, lurking in the gutter like a maggot, waiting for others to get everything done before you come out to steal the fruits."

"You think you're very smart, don't you?" Song Jie felt that his emotions were dominated by something, full of resentment. He raised his hand to pinch Song Wenyong's neck, his eyes became fierce: "Are you the only smart one in the world? I just disdain your dirty tricks, you are really a scum."

"Azhi, Azhi!" Song Wenyong was still able to make a sound in his throat, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I am your Aye, I am your father, father!"

"You don't want to die, right? You haven't lived enough, right?" Song Jie said, "But I found your daughter and son, and they can't survive either. What are you doing living in this world?"

"If you love them so much, you should unite with them."

This slave girl actually found her own son.

"You took him, how is he?"

Song Wenyong stood up and tried to struggle, but Song Jie broke his neck in one move.

He really had no way of answering what was going on, because it was not his job to deal with it. Since he couldn't answer, he would just kill him.

Don't waste everyone's time.

Just as Song Jie withdrew his hand, the ground suddenly collapsed and the sky fell apart.

Gu Changqing and the other two ran over and said, "Your Majesty, we should be able to go out now."

Song Jie said, "Where's A Jian? I'll go find A Jian."

Gu Changqing said: "Secretary Li will definitely go out as well, we will definitely be able to meet up outside."

Li Jidao's small realm began to collapse, and the lights in the surrounding Chang'an City became brighter and brighter.

The next moment, she was standing where she came from, in the woods on the outskirts of town.

She used her perception to sense where Song Jie and the others were, and she hurried over.

Song Jie's wounds have healed, he is in good spirits, and is looking for her.

"What happened later?" Li Jidao asked.

Song Jie said: "I killed Song Wenyong directly, and the small realm was shattered."

Li Jidao's eyes lit up and he said, "That means we have definitely changed history."

If history had been changed, then the Crown Princess Song Fanzhi would have definitely ascended the throne, and the throne should have been inherited by the child of Song Fanzhi and the Fifth Ancestor, so the lineage of Cui Wenyong's illegitimate son would no longer exist.

In other words, all the existing royal family members in the city should be dead.

Li Jidao said: "I want to go into the city to take a look, Ah, A Liu, will A Liu disappear, will he die too?"

Song Jie and his companions accompanied Li Jidao to the city gate, but the gate was already under martial law.

There were portraits of them posted on the gate, saying they were traitors and were being hunted down everywhere.

Song Jie frowned and said, "It seems difficult to enter."

Li Jidao nodded, because there were many masters from the Cui family and other families on the city wall, and it was obvious that they wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Li Xingjian suddenly remembered something. She turned around and looked at Song Yanjun and asked, "Where is Cui Chengfeng?"

Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.

Cui Chengfeng went to the small realm with them, but later Song Jie and others went to the city, and Cui Chengfeng became the ancestor of the Cui family. He only appeared in the selection list of the Crown Princess, and no one saw him again.

Li Jidao said with a serious expression: "It is obvious that they have colluded with Xiao Yun. It should be Xiao Yun who is plotting a rebellion."

Gu Changqing said: "But the emperor likes Xiao Yun very much. Is Xiao Yun planning to rebel?"

"Because they are all descendants of ruthless people."

No matter how good his father is, Xiao Yun will always be a prince until he gets the throne. It would be better for him to become the emperor himself.

After Li Jidao finished speaking, he said to Song Jie: "They will definitely not let us in. When they let us in, they will kill us. But I still have many important people in there, we must rescue them."

Song Jie nodded and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Li Jidao pulled Song Jie back into the woods. She said, "I'll teach you a method. Help me contact King Heng."

King Heng is Xiao Yun's mortal enemy.

A Liu had already gone to the border, and Li Xingjian could not find anyone to inquire about the news.

Song Jie sat down cross-legged and nodded.

The reason why Li Xingjian chose Prince Heng was because Prince Heng and Song Jie both had the surname Song and they were related by blood. Song Jie had an extremely high level of perception, so Li Jidao taught Song Jie the Li family's ancestral mind training.

After a while, Song Jie looked at Li Ji in surprise and said, "I heard him talking."

"That means he's still alive. Talk to him."

"Ah Heng, I'm Song Jie!" Song Jie asked directly: "Where are you now? What's going on in the palace?"

Prince Heng took a while to react before he said excitedly, "Uncle Thirteen, is that you? Is that you? Are you still alive? That bastard Xiao Yun seems to have rebelled. I'm in my mother's palace, and he led his troops to kill us."