Villain [Rebirth]

Everyone was in an uproar, and several elders of the Nangong family looked more and more cold, suspecting that the eldest son of the Song Dynasty was pretending to be a ghost, and had some schemes.

"Song Qi does have a powerful talent for divine perception." Although Jiang Cifeng felt that Song Qi's actions were suspicious, he could only stand up, otherwise they would be kicked out in such a disheveled manner, and the elders of the Nangong family would definitely not trust them again.

"So what?" Nangong Sect Master was unhappy, and finally showed his true communication skills, and asked the two out without shame: "We are ordered by our ancestors to guard Jiuliyuan, how can we allow you two to fight with this devil?" casual chat?"

"I just want to ask if Song Huaixu has taught others the Obstacle Dragon Jue." Song Qi couldn't wait to say: "As long as we can find out Ling Ziyi's identity, we can deduce his purpose!"

An elder said mercilessly: "Who knows if you want to steal the sorcery yourself? It is still unclear who the elder Qiu was injured. The suzerain made an exception and took you into Jiuliyuan because you are the eldest son of the Song family." Now that Song Huaixu is imprisoned in the abyss, it proves that your reasoning is completely unreasonable. Now, you are suspected of killing your clansmen, seriously injuring Qiu Homer, and releasing an evil dragon, and you still want to talk to this devil? You don’t care too much about me!”

"Senior, don't get angry." Song Qi earnestly said: "I have no evidence to win people's trust, so I want to try my best to find out the truth. Now that the culprit has been exposed, how can I not investigate thoroughly? It is not a pity for me to die unjustly. But there are still more than 300 people in my family who are still alive or dead, senior Qiu was also killed by that traitor, this junior really can't swallow this breath..."

Although the people of the Nangong clan were rigid and rigid, they were mostly hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Seeing the young man's mournful words, the anger on many people's faces relaxed slightly.

"The suzerain must not be soft-hearted!" An elder said anxiously: "This child is very talented and born with a lovely appearance, so he is easy to win people's pity. Can make me wait so hard, who knows if the dragon guards are bewitched by their own young master? Are we going to follow in their footsteps?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face immediately returned to vigilance.

Jiang Cifeng's expression was not good. He was very dissatisfied with the elder's malicious speculation towards Song Qi, but it was inconvenient to be disrespectful to the elder, so he pulled Song Qi to his side, looked at the elder coldly and said, "Let's go, Song Qi, follow me!" I'm going to find Ling Ziyi."

Sect Master Nangong frowned and said: "Young Master Jiang, you must not make any claims. The eldest son of Song is still suspected, so he must be handed over to the elders of your clan for strict interrogation."

While several people were talking, Song Qi seized the opportunity to secretly respond to Song Huaixu with his divine sense: "Don't you remember? You are Song Huaixu, and I am a descendant of the Dragon Clan, and I belong to the same clan as you."

"I'm Song Huaixu?"

"Do you remember it?"

"I want to go home."

"Have you remembered who you are?"

"Can't remember, can you let me go home?"

"You can't go to other places now." Song Qi told him: "Someone used your technique to murder people, please recall carefully, who did you teach your original barrier dragon art to?"

At this time, the Nangong Sect Master had already issued the order to evict the guests, and Song Qi, who hadn't finished talking, was dragged out by Jiang Cifeng forcefully.

"Please wait a moment!" Song Qi said eagerly: "Uncle Nangong, I guarantee my life, please cast a death curse on me for ten days, if I can't prove my innocence within ten days, I will die voluntarily, don't worry about my other plans .”

Song Qi decided to fight desperately for the opportunity to investigate Song Huaixu.

Within ten days, if Elder Qiu can't be rescued, and he can't prove himself, he will definitely be punished and killed.

At that time, if Jiang Cifeng couldn't bear to let go, he might turn against his clansmen because of him.

It's better to just settle everything, and say nothing can implicate Jiang Mou.

"Are you crazy?" Jiang Cifeng frowned, "You don't have to ask Song Huaixu to find out the truth."

"Even if Song Huaixu is not the culprit, he is the most important clue. I have to ask clearly." Song Qi said firmly, "Only me, Elder Qiu, and Ling Ziyi know about this matter. Elder Qiu's life and death are uncertain. Even if Ling Ziyi is caught, just insist on it." If I don’t know, what can I do with him?”

Nangong Qingzhou, who had been standing behind the elder, suddenly stood up and knelt down on one knee towards Nangong Suzerain: "My child is willing to guarantee Song Qi."

Song Qi was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Nangong Qingzhou to take responsibility for himself.

In her previous life, Nangong Qingzhou also secretly took in the injured Song Qi and Sirius. This old-fashioned guy was always quiet, but he was very loyal. Song Qi felt a little guilty that he forgot to meet him when he was a child.

Seeing that his second young master also firmly believed in Song Qi, a group of elders discussed in a low voice.

After a while, Nangong Sect Master sighed: "Forget it, it's okay if you want to talk, but you must tell me the content of the conversation."

Song Qi was overjoyed: "Uncle Xie Nangong is accommodating!"

"Don't have too much hope." Nangong Sect Master said indifferently: "Song Huaixu has been washed by Jiuliyuan for more than 100 years, and he will be reincarnated in another [-] years. I am afraid that he will not remember anything now, otherwise he would not Asking where you are here."

Song Qi thanked him again, and immediately approached Jiuliyuan, connected with Song Huaixu's sense of consciousness, and was about to ask a question, but Song Huaixu first said to him with his sense of consciousness: "Dragon, your dragon looks familiar."

Song Qi was startled: "Can you tell which dragon is bonded with me?"

As expected of a real devil, even this can be perceived through divine sense. Song Qi heard that his divine sense talent surpassed that of Song Huaixu, but now he feels ashamed.

Song Huaixu asked him again: "In your memory... it seems to be running away all the time, where do you want to go?"

"Can you see my memories?" Song Qi asked urgently, "How did you do it?"

"what?"

"Why can you see my memories?"

"do not know."

"Tell me! As long as you are willing to answer honestly and cooperate, I can intercede for you and let them let you out."

"Where am I now? Why are they holding me?"

"You tell me how to enter your consciousness first!"

Song Huaixu was silent.

Song Qi thought that he was unwilling to talk to him, and just wanted to coax him a few words, when he suddenly felt his divine consciousness, as if being pulled by someone, feeling like he was about to leave his body.

Song Qi was so shocked that he quickly backed away, and couldn't help saying: "What do you want to do!"

"What's the matter?" The elders who watched him silently facing Jiuliyuan stepped forward to inspect Song Huaixu, and saw that the soul was still floating in the abyss, and there was no abnormality.

"Don't you want to enter my consciousness? Then follow me." Song Huaixu responded.

Song Qi hurriedly comforted everyone.

This is the soul of Song Huaixu, Song Qi doesn't know the way of this monster at all, worried that he will be used by him if he is separated from his mind, and he feels a little uneasy.

"The devil?" Song Huaixu in Jiuliyuan could sense what Song Qi was thinking, and asked him suspiciously: "Song Huaixu is the devil, am I the devil? That's why I was locked up..."

Song Qi asked: "Don't you remember anything?"

After another period of silence, Song Huaixu replied: "I remember some things, but it was very messy. Am I a devil? What bad things did I do?"

Song Qi hesitated for a while, but decided to give it a go: "Okay, let me enter your consciousness, and I can help you recall the past."

Song Huaixu didn't answer, but Song Qi quickly felt that his spiritual sense was being pulled away by the other party.

After a while, Song Qi's eyes suddenly went dark——

The next moment, he felt his consciousness drifting, and came to a richly decorated room, and saw two people standing in front of him.

Song Qi's consciousness floated in mid-air, as if he was on top of these two people, and soon recognized that the middle-aged man facing him was wearing a dragon robe, and he should be the former emperor.

The emperor pleaded tremblingly to a young man in Taoist robes: "Liang Ning Pass has also fallen, I treat you well, you can't stand on the sidelines!"

The young Taoist priest said calmly: "Dayue's strength is exhausted, and the forbidden army in the capital must not be able to defend it. It will kill them, so the officials might as well surrender."

Song Qi recognized that it was Song Huaixu's voice, and instantly understood that he had already entered Song Huaixu's consciousness, but he didn't know how to find the memories about Zhanlong Jue, so he could only wander patiently in his consciousness, trying to control his divine sense.

"Presumptuous!" The emperor was furious, pointing at Song Huaixu and sternly said: "You rebellious traitor, what use will I keep you!"

After finishing speaking, he drew out his sword, and the eunuch hurriedly stopped him, but was pushed away. The emperor raised his long sword and stabbed at Song Huaixu's throat furiously——

Song Huaixu didn't dodge or dodge, but the blade of the stabbing sword seemed to be dissolved by the fire, and it was three inches away from his throat, and it bent and fell down.

The emperor was so frightened that he dropped the hilt of his sword, and looked at the gentle and polite national teacher in front of him in astonishment.

"Why did the officials say that?" Song Huaixu said calmly, neither happy nor angry, "You are you and I am me. The two of us have nothing to do with each other. We are just working for the common people. Whether I go or stay, What does it have to do with you?"

"You...you..." The emperor was full of despair: "You have such ability, why don't you lead troops to fight? What are you talking about for the benefit of the common people? Have the face to push the responsibility away!"

Song Huaixu replied lightly: "Poverty Dao has done everything he can, but he is still powerless to return to heaven. The rise and fall of dynasties is never a responsibility that one person can shoulder. Let the officials let go as soon as possible."

"When did you do everything you can?" The emperor roared: "Take your red dragon and burn those barbarians to death for me! Only one day and one night can turn the tide of battle!"

"I don't want to repeat what I said." Song Huaixu said: "The rise and fall of a dynasty depends on the law of heaven. I can't help you turn the tide of battle with mana. I can only arrange troops for you."

The emperor was full of despair: "You wolf-hearted thing... I treat you like this..."

Before they finished speaking, the picture Song Qi saw gradually dimmed, and his eyes fell into darkness again.

Not long after, the light came back on in front of my eyes, but in a different place.

Song Qi saw at a glance that this was a study in a separate courtyard in Longyin Villa, it seemed that it was the one that Jiang lived in back then.

In the study room, Song Huaixu was wearing Yulongchaopin uniform and was reading a book by the window.