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

With the blessing of He Lan's talisman, the car soon arrived at the Monster Hunting Alliance.

The helicopter is already waiting for orders.

He Lan and Song Zheng took Luo Fujiang into the helicopter, and the plane flew all the way to the direction pointed by Luo Fujiang.

Song Zheng was sitting in the back seat, watching the receding scenery, pursing his lips with a serious face.

If the father is really not dead, then all this...

He Lan raised his hand and pulled him into his arms, ignoring Luo Fujiang's terrified gaze.

"Don't worry, things will work out."

As he spoke, he kissed Song Zheng's forehead to comfort him.

Luo Fujiang raised his hand and pointed at him tremblingly: "You...you...this is..."

Song Zheng sat up straight and looked at Luo Fujiang seriously: "I forgot to introduce, he is my boyfriend now."

Not only Luo Fujiang, but even the pilot who was flying the plane trembled. The plane shook up and down twice and then stabilized quickly.

The driver straightened his body, pretending he didn't hear anything.

Luo Fujiang thought that he would not be stimulated by anything, but Song Zheng's words still made him breathless for a long time.

I even have a partner, but I didn't tell myself this master until now.

Song Zheng was really disappointed in him.

Luo Fujiang sat aside almost dejectedly, staying a little further away from those two people, as if he could see nothing but see nothing.

Song Zheng wasn't in the mood to explain more questions at this meeting.

All his attention was on the group of Teng Snake clan members who were taken away, as well as that Director Zheng.

Is he just a person who does things, or is he the person behind the scenes.

The plane crossed more than half of Huaguo, and finally arrived at a forest just before dawn.

It is really a forest, vast and boundless, with no end in sight.

Song Zheng looked at the forest and confirmed again and again: "Is this the place where my mother lived in seclusion?"

Luo Fujiang nodded: "Even if I die, I will never forget this place."

At this time, He Lan followed suit and said, "It should be here."

Song Zheng turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "You remember too."

After all, it was only a little bit at that time.

He Lan shook her head: "It's not that I remember, but a feeling that I can't describe, but... there is a sense of involvement."

Luo Fujiang was curious about their conversation again, and always felt that he had missed something.

However, these two people even hide their love from themselves, even if they hide other things, there is nothing strange about it.

The driver looked at the surrounding terrain and reported: "Director He, there is no way to land here."

He Lan: "Lower the height and open the hatch."

The driver exclaimed: "Are you going to jump from here?"

This is too high, and it might kill someone.

Song Zheng followed up and said: "You just open it. After we go down, you leave first and wait for orders at any time."

Seeing that neither of them seemed to be joking, the pilot really lowered the altitude and opened the hatch.

The wind roared into the helicopter through the hatch, blowing away Song Zheng's casually tied hair.

Song Zheng and He Lan looked at each other, and each of them jumped off the helicopter with one arm of Luo Fujiang.

The driver was worried and even stuck his head out of the window.

I saw a blue light and a golden light blending together, and slowly disappeared into the forest.

He Lan and Song Zheng landed on the ground, and the two of them looked around. The dense forest was towering, entwined with vines, and without sunlight, it was almost gloomy and dark.

Song Zheng: "The valley wasn't that big back then, so where is the exact location, do you know, Master?"

Luo Fujiang looked at the land in front of him and took out a compass from his pocket.

"Although I remember the general location, it will take a lot of work just to find it out."

Song Zheng was a little impatient: "How long will it take?"

Luo Fujiang narrowed his presbyopic eyes, and said uncertainly: "It will take an hour or two."

an hour or two...

Song Zheng could wait, but the demons of the Soaring Snake School couldn't wait.

If the person behind it is really his father, then he will make a big mistake, and he must stop it.

Luo Fujiang is really old, and because he has survived to this day by relying on the life-continuing formation, he is really exhausted.

It had been a long time since he had been so exhausted, and he had to take a breath when walking on both sides, and the compass in his hand was dangling, not knowing which direction he was heading.

Song Zheng sweated profusely on his forehead, and felt his throat was dry and sore, as if he was being burned, his whole body was uncomfortable.

The relic on his forehead is not very peaceful, it seems that after arriving here, it pops up from time to time to show off his existence.

He Lan looked down at Song Zheng's expression, and there was an indescribable murderous look in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand and made a movement.

He Lan's palms were facing upwards, and a faint blue light overflowed from the palms.

The surrounding wind stopped for a moment, and the chirping of insects and birds could not be heard, and it entered a state where needles could be heard.

However, after a short while, there was a sudden gust of wind.

The light was released from a little bit in an instant, and it spread to an unknown distance, and the manic wind also flew along with the blue light.

When Song Zheng got off the plane, his long hair had already been blown away. At this moment, the strong wind blew his hair flying wildly, almost covering his anxious eyes.

Soon, he noticed that there were many animals gathered around him.

very many.

Overwhelmingly came from the depths of the woods.

Flying in the sky, climbing on the trees, walking on the ground, it seems that you have entered a wild animal park in the blink of an eye.

Seeing He Lan, these animals all lowered their bodies, and crouched at his feet.

He Lan whispered a few words, which seemed to be the language of the Yaozu, but because the voice was too soft, Song Zheng couldn't hear it very clearly.

After saying this, all the animals gathered around retreated like a tide.

It only takes a few minutes to go back and forth.

Song Zheng probably guessed what He Lan was doing.

He also knew that being anxious would have no effect, it would only amplify the guess in his heart that he didn't know whether it was fear or joy.

After the animals dispersed, He Lan didn't stop, but led the crowd to the depths of the forest.

In such a deep mountain and dense forest, if you are not careful, you will get lost. If an ordinary person enters this kind of forest by mistake, it is likely that they will not be able to get out.

Luo Fujiang also knew that his compass was useless, so he simply followed He Lan.

It's just that he was really exhausted, and he couldn't help panting after walking two or three steps.

His lifespan had already come to an end, and it was all relying on that life-continuing formation to maintain his life.

On weekdays, as long as he doesn't leave the range of the formation, he can live better.

This is also the reason why he never took orders and went out later, but let Song Zheng be independent.

Because he can't go, and he can't go.

At this moment, he is far away in the deep mountains and old forests, and the connection with that formation is too far away. The life-continuing formation has already cut off contact with him.

Wrinkles suddenly appeared on the cheeks that were just a little old, and even the hair became much grayer.

But Song Zheng was so worried at the moment that he had no time to think about other things. He couldn't remember for a while what kind of life-sustaining method the life-sustaining formation was. After all, it was only mentioned roughly by He Lan.

So he couldn't find out what was wrong with Luo Fujiang in time.

He didn't find out, and Luo Fujiang didn't want to say it, but just held his breath and followed them forward.

The red line on the arm was so bright that it was about to bleed.

He knew he wouldn't survive today.

But deep down in my heart I still want to know the truth.

Is it possible for him to see the princess again.

When Luo Fujiang was panting, a swift and sharp monkey suddenly appeared on the tree above his head.

Song Zheng looked up at it, and found that this monkey was very human.

He jumped down from the tree, knelt down at He Lan's feet, gesticulating and saying what to do.

He Lan frowned and nodded.

Then the monkey swished, disappeared, and ran into the depths of the woods.

Song Zheng's lips were a little dry. He tried to calm himself down, but then looked at him anxiously with undisguised eyes, and asked dryly, "Where are you?"

He Lan glanced at him, and suddenly held a talisman between his hands.

A talisman that shrinks the ground into an inch and can travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

When this talisman appeared on the fingertip, it was instantly ignited.

Immediately, He Lan wrapped Song Zheng's waist with one hand, and Luo Fujiang with the other, and disappeared in place.

The wind whistled past his ears, but Song Zheng didn't know whether there was wind or not.

He hoped that He Lan could be faster, faster, so as to prevent the tragedy from happening.

But at the same time, he hoped that he would slow down a bit, so that the things he expected would not be so straightforwardly paralyzed in front of him.

The contradictory thoughts filled him with a sense of disgust, as if everything around him was not pleasing to the eye.

Shrink the ground into an inch, shrink a thousand miles.

No matter how big this dense forest is, it is enough to go around a few times.

In Song Zheng's contradictory and struggling thoughts, He Lan stopped in his tracks.

Song Zheng heard the sound of water flowing, and there was actually water flowing deep in the dense forest.

He came out of He Lan's arms and took a few steps forward.

However, everything in front of him made his eyes turn red and the tip of his nose sore in an instant.

This is a valley, an unbelievably beautiful valley.

In the valley, there are gurgling streams, beautiful caves, soft grass, and it seems...the mother who loves him the most.

Song Zheng looked at the cave covered with green vines not far away, and countless memories came like a revolving lantern.

Laughter, warmth, slapstick... The childhood that once belonged to him rushed into his mind in such a flash.

"Zheng'er, run slowly, be careful not to fall."

"You are still young and cannot transform, stay here obediently."

"Zheng'er, try this pastry, it was sent by your father."

As a child, he once asked his mother where his father was and why he had never seen him.

No, it can't be considered that I haven't seen it before, it's just coming and going in a hurry, as if this place is like an inn where people stop and rest, and people disappear in the blink of an eye.

So much so that he has almost no impression of his father.

At that time, what did my mother say.

He remembered that his mother had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes fell on the vast world outside the valley.

She said: "Your father is a great hero. He is fighting for our family. One day we will be reunited as a family, be happy and never be separated."

Never leave each other.

Song Zheng's lips trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with tears at some point.

He just moved his eye sockets slightly, and the tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.

One drop, two drops... until it's all over your face.

He just froze in place, weeping as he watched the cave full of his memories.

The relic on his forehead flickered, and Song Zheng's eyes, hidden under tears, also began to turn scarlet.

A pair of transparent wings loomed behind him, as if it was about to reveal its original shape at any time.

Song Zheng thought to himself, this is where he lived.

But now, why is he standing here?

Hasn't his home been destroyed long ago?Why is it still the same as when I was a child, and it hasn't changed at all?

And why didn't that woman, whom he called his mother, come out of the hole?

Everything was like countless question marks squeezing his head, which was already too big to hold, and it hurt so badly that it seemed like it was going to explode at any moment.

"Song Zheng, Song Zheng, wake up."

"Zhengzheng, look at me."

"Song Zheng!"

An explosion suddenly appeared beside his ears.

Who is calling him.

Who stood in front of him, blocking his way.

Song Zheng raised his head slowly, his scarlet eyes were stained with blood, and the golden relic on his forehead was spinning at high speed, as if it was going to rush out of his head.

He blinked and saw the person in front of him clearly.

The dry voice has a bitter taste.

"He Lan, I've already remembered."

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