After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Song Zheng's expression was so cold that he could freeze people.

What kind of things happened to his mother at that time, so decisively put the relic in his mind to block his memory, and even woke him up after 500 years.

In the end is to escape the catastrophe, or was forced to corner.

No matter what the people around him think, even if there is only a slight chance, Song Zheng must know the truth of the year.

He must know who killed his mother.

The white snake demon found the support and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... The relic brought you life and strength, but it should also take away some things from you, don't you remember anything?"

After finishing speaking, the White Snake Demon turned ferocious. He looked at Song Zheng almost resentfully, and shouted, "You half-demon, you bastard, you two are incompatible with each other. You should all go to hell, go to hell!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the knife on his neck had already cut through the flesh, and the dark red blood flowed down the collarbone. The White Snake Demon wanted to continue roaring, but was cut off in the throat by the knife.

He Lan looked at him expressionlessly, with eyes that did not take the life of the White Snake Demon seriously at all, and meant to kill him directly with another sentence.

After reading the letters from his parents, Song Zheng knew what kind of thing he was. A person is not a person, and a demon is not a demon. If he is said to be a half-demon, it really does not wrong him. This long hair that cannot be lost is the best. prove.

He didn't react when he heard this. All he cared about was his mother's death, who was the final murderer, and where his father went. There was nothing on the Monster Hunting Alliance's intranet except for a photo. What happened that year.

Song Zheng looked closely at the White Snake Demon, his black pupils were faintly reddened: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, there are thousands of interrogation methods, and there is always one that suits you."

The White Snake Demon was afraid of the ancient knife on his neck. This knife seemed to be able to feel the hostility of its master. Even if it didn't move, the power contained in it made him feel uncomfortable.

He didn't know what to think, grinned, leaned into Song Zheng's ear, and said vindictively: "Who do you think your enemy is? The situation of the monsters was severe back then, but there were no shortage of masters in the monster race. Your mother has extraordinary strength. What do you think?" No one can easily take her life."

As soon as the white snake demon said this, Song Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought of someone.

But... how is this possible?

The white demon was very satisfied with the change in Song Zheng's expression. He raised the corners of his lips viciously and whispered, "Except for Song Kaiming, who can make her defenseless?"

Song Zheng froze in place, feeling as if all the blood in his body had froze, his black eyes were glowing red, and the breath around him was not stable, as if he was about to go berserk in the next second.

He suddenly picked up a talisman with his fingertips, and patted it on the forehead of the White Snake Demon without hesitation.

The talisman brought a burst of thunder and lightning, and instantly stunned the white demon.

Song Zheng gave him a cold look, then lowered his eyes.

Shit doesn't make sense, he doesn't believe a word of these words.

Everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at Song Zheng and He Lan in bewilderment.

He Lan put away the knife, looked around, and said in a low voice without any panic: "What are you doing in a daze, are you waiting for me to do the aftermath?"

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat frozen. Tian Jiang was the first to leave. He first contacted the alliance headquarters and asked to send someone over, and then began to deal with the scene without saying a word.

Tan Sitong changed his usual teasing appearance, and worked with his head down.

Wuxi looked at the two of them, walked slowly in front of He Lan, held back but still couldn't hold back, and mumbled, "I don't believe what he said, you will always be my boss."

As he said that, he ran into the monster group as if fleeing, and started to register.

The only one who was in a coma, Nie Keke, has not woken up until now, and has no idea what happened.

Everyone kept silent, talking about being a white snake demon was bullshit.

Song Zheng stood there in a daze, his eyes were a little blank, and he didn't know what he recalled.

He Lan walked over without saying a word, stretched out his hand to hold Song Zheng's hand, and interlocked his fingers.

"I'm going to tell you something after I go back. Don't take what he said to heart. Anyone may be the murderer, but it's definitely not your father."

Song Zheng recovered and murmured, "What do you know?"

He Lan shook her head: "At that time, I was still young, and I didn't know much. I just had a vague impression, but because of my status, I didn't know how to talk to you."

Through the previous conversation, Song Zheng understood that he must have known He Lan when he was a child, but it was 500 years ago, and his memory was sealed again, so he must not remember anything.

So, when this incident happened, He Lan was also there.

Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. This action solved some of his doubts, but deeper questions came to his mind.

He looked around, thinking of his exposure, the Monster Hunting Alliance probably couldn't stay any longer.

He Lan seemed to see what he was thinking, and put a lot of effort into his hands: "Everything is up to me."

The back-up from the Monster Hunting Alliance came quickly, and seven or eight helicopters circled and landed.

When I saw the scene in front of me, I was still shocked.

No one thought that there was such a large monster settlement hidden in this barren land, with thousands of monsters.

Many high-level personnel came to this operation. After all, thousands of demons are on a scale that has never been seen in the past hundred years.

But He Lan took over the nest with just his own team.

Everyone looked at He Lan with admiration, while admiring, while dealing with the aftermath.

The Monster Hunting Alliance has a special container for collecting monsters, but the amount of monsters in a container is limited, and it cannot be transported away at once.

Song Zheng took out the monster collection bag he carried with him and gave it to He Lan.

This bag was given to him by his master. It is specially used to hold monsters. It has a relatively large memory. Thousands of monsters are not a problem.

There was some confusion at the scene. After the White Snake Demon was arrested, the enchantment of the Teng Snake Sect's residence was completely broken, revealing the residence inside.

Surrounded by vines, it occupies a huge area, almost occupying half of the wasteland.

There is still a breath of the past in it. If you want to go in and search for clues, you have to wait for a while.

He Lan planned to take the White Snake Demon to leave first. This monster knew a lot.

A few members of the assault team only said a few words about this operation, and they didn't say a word about the White Snake Demon's identification of He Lan and Song Zheng. They didn't believe it, and they didn't want to believe it.

However, He Lan took them into the helicopter and left the backup troops here to search for the aftermath.

The driver is Wuxi.

It was quiet in the helicopter, and Nie Keke was still in a coma.

He Lan squatted down first, and put one hand on her forehead.

Light blue light entered along his forehead, and after only three or four seconds, he withdrew his hand.

"It's just that I inhaled a lot of drugs, there's no big problem."

After He Lan finished speaking, there was another burst of silence.

Song Zheng sighed: "If you want to ask anything, you can ask."

With an immature face, Tan Sitong clenched his fists: "I believe Boss, if the White Snake Demon can't beat him, he will use the trick of alienation. We won't be easily fooled."

Everyone followed suit.

Although everyone said so, Song Zheng could tell that everyone had doubts in their hearts, but out of trust in He Lan, they chose to believe unconditionally.

He Lan leaned back against the helicopter, closed her eyes, said nothing, did not defend or agree, as if she was asleep.

At night, they finally arrived at the alliance headquarters.

The next thing should be to detain these monsters in the alliance's detention center, await interrogation, and punish them as crimes.

He Lan threw all the monsters to the interrogation office, except the White Snake Demon.

There was no objection to this.

In this way, He Lan grandly brought the White Snake Demon to his residence, and Song Zheng was also on his way back.

When I got home, my tense nerves seemed to be rested and slowly relaxed.

After taking a shower, Song Zheng sat on the sofa, took out the letters from his parents again, and read them one by one.

It's not that what the White Snake Demon said is unreliable, it's just that you can't believe it all.

Back then, Yan led a group of people who were willing to follow her to live in seclusion. In order to give birth to and raise Song Zheng smoothly, this secluded place is extremely hidden, and it is surrounded by enchantments, which is difficult for ordinary people to find.

Even if it is found, it is difficult to force the barrier outside.

Therefore, this is simply an acquaintance committing the crime.

This person can't be Song Kaiming, that's only those people who lived in seclusion with his mother back then.

He Lan also changed into her pajamas, and sat down next to him: "Shouldn't you go to sleep for a while?"

After working continuously for so long, there is no reason not to be tired.

Song Zheng rubbed his forehead, it hurt suddenly, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He put down the letter, turned to face He Lan, and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me how we met back then?"

He Lan stared at him for a long time, then took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The black eyes gradually turned blue and turned into different pupils.

Song Zheng looked at these eyes, startled, and had a vague sense of familiarity, but he just couldn't remember when he saw them.

He slowly stretched out his hand, touched the corner of He Lan's eyes, and said sadly: "I always feel that I have forgotten a lot of important things."

He Lan put her hand on the back of his hand and said softly: "When I met you, I was actually a little wolf cub, and you were just a little puppet. I was injured, and you brought me home and healed me. , hug me even when I sleep."

Song Zheng couldn't remember anything, so he forced a smile and said, "So I put you to sleep at that time."

He Lan hummed: "We live in seclusion in a canyon, which is very beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is a paradise."

Following the picture drawn by He Lan, such a place gradually appeared in Song Zheng's mind, as if he had seen it thousands of times in a dream.

He put his other hand on his forehead, where the relic was sealed.

"If I take him out, will I remember everything?"

He Lan shook his head: "The relic is attached to your life, he is one with you now."

Song Zheng was a little depressed, as if he had fallen into a dead end.

He Lan raised his hand, and the fingertips slowly emitted blue light. The light scattered into the air and gradually turned into pictures.

"I didn't know how to talk to you before, and I missed a lot of opportunities."

Song Zheng raised his head in a daze. In the picture, a gentle and beautiful woman turned around and smiled at him.

"She is the demon princess, your mother."

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Due to physical reasons, it has been off for a long time, sorry