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

Song Zheng felt cordial at first sight of this woman.

The woman turned around and looked at him, as if she had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and stood in front of him again after 500 years.

Song Zheng couldn't help but took two steps forward, wanting to touch her.

But the hand was empty, it was just a phantom created by He Lan's magic.

"The princess is a very kind person and very gentle. I remember that she bandaged my wound when I was young."

He Lan stood behind him, looking at the transformed woman together.

"When I first met you, I thought you were very familiar. Until the appearance of the relic, I began to suspect that you were the child of the princess back then."

He Lan's voice was very soft, a few words, skipping the heartache of looking for these years.

Song Zheng only felt a wave of thousands of feet surged in his heart, but he had nowhere to go, and finally he could only fall out of thin air, and his heart and lungs trembled and hurt.

This was his mother, who obviously didn't have any memories, but just looking at her made him feel sore at the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but want to cry.

"Mom... how did she die?"

Song Zheng actually didn't want to ask this sentence, because saying this sentence was a kind of real acknowledgment of the fact that his mother was dead.

He Lan shook his head: "I didn't see the death of the princess. It was chaotic when I left. The whole valley was filled with wildfires, and many demons died. But one thing is certain, your father is definitely not the murderer." .”

The memory of that year was too far away for He Lan. He was still young, and he only knew that a fire destroyed his paradise, destroyed his home, and took away his best friend.

Song Zheng frowned: "Then who leaked our address, and who killed my mother?"

He Lan turned around and found the documents brought out from Ji Wen's house earlier.

"The Teng Snake Sect seems to be taken over by us, but the real black hand behind it is not the White Snake Demon."

Song Zheng is still looking at the phantom, but the phantom can only last for a while, satisfying his temporary fantasy.

With a cruel heart, he withdrew his hands and wiped away the phantom, then turned and sat beside He Lan.

"These are all the materials about the Soaring Snake Sect collected by that monster."

He Lan dug out some of them and pointed them to Song Zheng.

"They hate the combination of transvestites very much, and think that the children born by transvestites destroy bloodlines and are not pure."

He Lan just said that, and Song Zheng understood what was going on.

Thinking of the letters between his mother and his father, he pursed his lips and continued tremblingly: "If someone leaks the news of my birth to the people of the Teng Snake Sect, then my mother will be a sinful existence in their eyes."

That is the existence that must be eliminated.

He Lan held his hand: "The war between monsters and monsters has reached a feverish stage. Although your mother bears the name of a princess, she is the real master of the demon world in the world. She can't control the Teng Snake Sect." , can only remove religion from the demon clan."

Song Zheng remembered the images and the old man's voice that popped up in his mind when he saw those totems when he was investigating the dog demon.

I have never witnessed these things myself, but the relic is a sacred object of the monster clan, which not only contains powerful power, but also records the prosperity and decline of the monster clan.

He touched his head: "Then why did mother put the relics here? To protect me?"

Song Zheng spanned 500 years, forgot everything, and became a carefree modern youth.

To make him sleep for so long, only the power of relics can do it.

He Lan leaned over and kissed his head: "I guess the princess must not want you to know the truth of all this, that's why she let you sleep like this for 500 years."

After 500 years, everything has disappeared, times have changed, and no one will ever question his birth.

Song Zheng can live happily and peacefully.

However, some people obviously don't think so.

There is a hand behind this, which is slowly pushing all the things to happen, as if it wants to put everything that happened back then on the surface, so that all the truth will come to light, and the truth will come to light.

No one knows what happened to Yan, the princess of the Yao clan, and Song Kaiming, the founder of the Monster Hunting Alliance.

Song Zheng clenched his fist, waved his hand, and took out the demon-receiving bag containing the white snake demon.

"Since we can't figure it out, let's ask him."

The white snake demon was released from the bag, but the whole demon body shrunk to one-fifth of its original size, and was trapped in a simple formation on the coffee table.

Song Zheng had already collected his expressions, and sat on the sofa with He Lan, so that he could look at this beautiful snake demon that was almost confusing.

"Now I have something to ask you, and I hope you can cooperate and answer truthfully."

"Heh, I won't answer any questions you ask."

The white snake demon looked at Song Zheng almost stubbornly, and just after he finished speaking, a small purple electric current rushed into his body.

The electric current paralyzed half of his body, and it also brought a piercing pain.

Song Zheng held a wire in his hand, and the other end of the wire was connected to a socket.

"Did you know that after the body shrinks, the pain will intensify. I don't need to take action. This kind of modern high technology is quite good. It just so happens that my house is not short of electricity bills."

If you don't say it all the time, then keep calling.

A trace of fear flashed across the beautiful face of the White Snake Demon, but he still didn't say a word.

Compared with this kind of electric current, the punishment of the Son of God is what makes people's liver and gallbladder tear apart.

Song Zheng looked at him with an expected expression, and then casually poured a glass of water into the formation.

The White Snake Demon couldn't help shivering as he watched the electric wire slowly approaching.

"That was the appetizer just now, and this is the beginning."

Song Zheng looked at him coldly, and put the wire into the water without hesitation.

The formation surrounds the world, and the electricity cannot leak out.

However, the white snake demon in the center of the formation knelt down instantly.

This electric current was like a lightning strike, it spread throughout his body in an instant, and then converged to his heart, like thousands of ants gnawing at his flesh and bones.

And, that's not even counting.

The electric current flowed continuously, one after another, passing through the whole body over and over again. He couldn't die, but it was tortured endlessly.

He Lanquan pretended not to see it, and was intently looking at the documents brought from Ji Wen, trying to find a clue about the person behind the scenes from the clues.

The White Snake Demon squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Despicable... Despicable."

Song Zheng poured some water on it as if teasing a toy.

"I never said that I was a good person. If you don't say it, we can play this game until dawn."

The electric current was received for a while, and it was crispy, numb and painful. The taste was really like the bites of thousands of mosquitoes, and I wanted to scratch a piece of skin.

The white snake demon curled up, lying on the coffee table covered in sweat, almost unconscious.

I don't know how long it took to gnaw like this, and Song Zheng finally took the wire away.

The current disappeared, and all senses returned, and the white snake demon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But in the next second, an electric current that was stronger than before swept across in an instant, almost making him dizzy.

It would be fine if he could really pass out, but he couldn't, so he could only endure it abruptly.

After repeating this several times, he finally couldn't stand it any longer. With his lips trembling and his tail curled around his body, he said weakly, "I said...what do you want to ask...I said..."

Song Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't show it at all on his face.

He kindly moved the wire away, and asked calmly, "Who is behind the Teng Snake Sect?"

The White Snake took a few breaths, supported his body with his hands and sat up slowly.

Her waist-length hair was already jet-black, her clothes smelled of burnt, and her delicate face was no longer visible.

He moved his sore neck and replied: "I have never seen his real appearance. Every time I meet him, he is wrapped in a black robe and wearing a mask. We call him the Son of God."

Song Zheng tilted his head: "When does he usually contact you?"

The white snake demon lowered his head and pondered: "We don't have many contacts, but every time he gives an order, he always uses email to contact, and the IP of each email is different."

send email?

This method is a bit modern, aren't you afraid to follow the website to check it?

Song Zheng was puzzled: "You don't seem to be bad at it, how could you not think about joining the Teng Snake Sect and would be willing to be his pawn."

Speaking of this, the White Snake Demon seemed to be a little emotional, but he didn't have the extra strength to refute anything, and honestly explained: "My father died in the tax clearing activity 500 years ago, and was killed by the princess himself. , she is my father-killing enemy."

Clearing activities?

Hearing this, Song Zheng couldn't help being a little excited: "What kind of payment clearing activity, do you know about it?"

The White Snake Demon looked at Song Zheng's head, and said incorrectly, "This relic has maintained the Palace of the Demon Realm for thousands of years. Now that it's in your head, the Demon Realm will probably cease to exist, isn't it, Lord Demon Emperor?"

Song Zheng didn't get the answer he wanted and was a little impatient.

But what the White Snake Demon said also aroused his interest. He turned his head and looked at He Lan, and asked him what he meant by this, and what does the demon world look like now?

He Lan shook his head, intending to talk about this monster after the trial.

Song Zheng turned around and replied very ruthlessly: "What happened to the demon world has nothing to do with me. You just need to tell me what happened to the payment clearing activity back then."

Although the White Snake Demon was already scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, the numbness passed and he became calm again.

"The collection activity is naturally the collection activity of the Teng Snake Sect against the apostates. The princess combined with a human and gave birth to a monster like you who is neither human nor demon. Naturally, it needs to be cleared. This is the purpose of the Teng Snake Sect. , as the suzerain, shouldn't she lead by example?"

Every word of the white snake demon seemed to poke Song Zheng's heart.

He replied with a frosty face: "Fart."

His mother had already stepped down as suzerain and had no relationship with Teng Snake Sect, and Teng Snake Sect had already been expelled from the Yaozu at that time. What kind of banner was this to pay his mother.

The white snake demon seemed very satisfied that his words could arouse Song Zheng's hatred. He leaned forward and said almost playfully: "To talk about the payment clearing activity this time, I also want to thank the old servant who serves the princess day and night. Without him, we would not know the whereabouts of the princess."

Song Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he almost froze in place.

old servant?

Could it be that this person was the one who betrayed his mother?

"That old slave probably died in that settlement activity, but he still left behind a son. Who do you think this son is?"

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