Villain [Rebirth]

Nangong was worried that Ling Ziyi would avoid reincarnation again after his death and plot revenge, so he imprisoned Ling Ziyi's soul in his dead body and sent his disciples to escort him back to Shushan.

Jiang Cifeng took several disciples to the top of Longyin Mountain, and tried to open the chaotic gap according to the method taught by Elder Yang, but there was no movement for a long time.

Guessing that their cultivation was not enough, all the elders of Shushan also joined the magic circle, gathering their strength and colliding with the cracks together. It was not until dawn that there were faint cracks in the human world on the top of the mountain.

The crack has no color, it just dislocates the scene in front of him.

Elder Yang only mentioned the method of opening the crack, and opening the crack is obviously much more difficult than letting the crack swallow the soul.

It's hard to imagine how Song Huaixu could tear open so many cracks by himself.

The top monks of the two immortal sects took turns to work hard, and finally broke through the first crack.

Seven-headed dragons flew out of this crack.

The sudden roar and flying past caused everyone on the top of the mountain to panic.

The seven-headed flying dragon just got out of trouble, and saw a group of strange faces, which made them extremely aggressive because of their anxiety.

Two dragons directly launched a surprise attack on the monks on the ground, but they were instantly controlled by a powerful divine sense.

The sharp dragon wings passed over the heads of several monks, and then flew back to the sky.

It’s dangerous, a group of young Shushan monks stroked their buns and looked towards the sky.

The divine sense that stopped the attack of the two flying dragons came from the sky—the young master of the Song family, dressed in white, was sitting on the back of Sirius.

Song Qi frowned slightly, and focused on digging into the consciousness of each dragon, telling them: This is Longyin Mountain, surrounded by family members.

This kind of spiritual power is astonishing enough. In the records of the Dragon Clan, there are very few monks who can appease more than five non-bonded dragons at the same time, but Song Qi easily connects with the seven dragons and makes them hover around him obediently.

On the ground, the disciples of Shushan and Yueyan Sect were dumbfounded. The huge beasts in the air gathered together, almost covering most of the sky.

Song Qi sat on the dragon's back calmly, without showing any panic, as if he was the master of this mountain.

In fact, I was very panicked.

Except for Sirius, Song Qi has never been in contact with any flying dragons.

The group of "big guys" flying around him are not easy to provoke, he is afraid that if his sense of spirit slips up, they will get out of control.

terrible!

But still pretending to be confident, he sat on the back of Sirius, praying that Jiang would release all his clansmen to help!

However, Jiang Cifeng was unlucky, and the second crack released another six-headed dragon!

Song Qi was extremely aggrieved, but he still had to be calm and composed, and forcibly penetrated his divine sense into the consciousness of the released flying dragons to keep them calm, so as not to cause a catastrophe as soon as they showed up.

However, controlling thirteen dragons at the same time, the body quickly felt exhausted.

If there are still flying dragons hidden in the next few cracks, Song Qi might be exhausted to death.

Let Jiang Mou control these newly released flying dragons first.

How to control them?Let the children of the Moon Flame Sect work together to seal them?

Seeing the flying dragons around who had just regained their freedom, Song Qi hesitated.

Once you let them go, will it be another nightmare that will never wake up?

Thinking of the hundreds of years that Sirius slept in the Dragon Cave, Song Qi felt sour.

Aiwujiwu, he looked at the restless big guys around him reluctantly.

The flying dragons keenly felt Song Qi's pity and worry. It was a familiar feeling, which reminded them of the Yulong tribe who had been with them for thousands of years.

Gradually, there were no more dragons trying to break free from Song Qi's shackles.

A group of dragons became obedient and well-behaved, and Song Qi's spiritual consumption was reduced by more than half. Only relying on the communication of consciousness, he let a few dragons go to lie down in a row on the mountainside not far away, so as not to disturb the monks.

Immediately afterwards, the third crack was knocked open, and those who fell back into the human world were all members of the Dragon Shou clan, including Song Qi's father and stepmother.

Is this good news?

Song Qi was in a complicated mood. He waited and watched over the top of the mountain expressionlessly, and did not land to meet his father.

An elder told Song Qi's father roughly what happened in Longyin Mountain.

Seeing his father leading his clansmen to thank Nangong Sect Master, and then Jiang Cifeng, the stepmother followed him with tears of gratitude.

Song Qi's expression became even colder.

They must have forgotten to tell their father about their stepmother colluding with their mother's family to seize Longyin Mountain.

Song Qi could tell all this with his own mouth.

Telling about the grievances he suffered, and how he managed to find out the truth and save the whole clan after he escaped death. He is a great hero of the Dragon Clan.

However, seeing his stepmother wiping tears beside his father made him very irritable, and being grateful by "their family" was nothing to be happy about.

However, Jiang Cifeng told Song Zongzhu the inside story for him.

About everything Song Qi suffered.

Song Qi couldn't hear what they said specifically, but saw his stepmother suddenly yelling at Jiang in panic, as if she had been extremely insulted, and then cried and hugged his father's arm, but was thrown away by his father .

Never seen his father lose his composure like this, Song Qi seriously suspected that Jiang was embellishing it.

The woman from the Duan family was thrown flying more than a foot, and hit her back on a rock, but she didn't behave as weakly as she used to. She stood up and knelt at her husband's feet again.

Sovereign Song was furious, pointing at the woman and saying something, the woman knelt down on the ground, weeping.

Song Qi didn't want to miss such a wonderful scene, so he had to let go of his arrogance for the time being, and let Sirius fly back to the ground and land behind Jiang Cifeng.

Even with little movement, Sirius' size is hard to ignore.

Song Zongzhu found his son, and immediately got rid of the woman's entanglement, and ran to his son.

Song Qi never thought about what he and his father would talk about after they reunited.

He had been desperate for a long time. The feeling of despair was not hatred, but indifference. He had no expectations for his father at all.

He thought, maybe his father would say "Father misunderstood you before", or "Thanks to you for saving the whole family".

But so what?

The apology and understanding came too late, Song Qi's heart was already seriously injured and died.

Unexpectedly, his father looked at him in astonishment, and the first thing he said was: "Why are you so thin?"

That's not the point at all!

Song Qi didn't answer, only to realize that he was actually looking forward to his father's apology and thanks.

Locked in the chaotic gap, time is stagnant, so in Song Zongzhu's memory, his son has only run away from home for more than three months, and he has lost several rounds of weight. When he left home, the flesh on his cheeks disappeared. It's how much you have suffered.

He couldn't help feeling sorry and distressed in his heart, and turned his head to give the woman of the Duan family a hard look, but he knew that it was his intentional neglect over the years that caused his son to suffer such grievances.

Sect Master Song looked at Song Qi with an apologetic expression, opened his mouth, but said, "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

This was not what Song Qi wanted to hear, he took a few steps back and hid behind Sirius Dragon Wing.

Song Zongzhu caught up, but was forced back by the fangs of Sirius.

The father and son were separated by a few steps.

Song Zongzhu said in a low voice: "Father, I'm sorry."

"It's my mother you're sorry." Song Qi replied coldly from behind Longyi.

Sovereign Song was taken aback for a long time, before pleading in a low voice: "I didn't feel sorry for her."

These words aroused Song Qi's anger: "Then please answer honestly how my mother was killed."

"When you grow up, I will naturally tell you about this."

"I need to know now."

Song Zongzhu looked embarrassed, looked around, and said in a low voice: "When the matter on the mountain is finished, let's talk about it in another place."

Song Qi was merciless: "Secretly, is there a ghost in your heart?"

Song Zongzhu's face turned red, and he replied in a low voice: "Aqi, don't mess around, don't show your family ugliness..."

"What family ugliness?" Song Qi said angrily, "My mother has become your family ugliness?"

Jiang Cifeng saw that Song Zongzhu really had something to hide, so he stepped forward to persuade him: "There are many people here, if there is any private matter, it's okay to talk about it later, let's save people first."

Song Qi had no choice but to suppress his anger and no longer talk to his father.

Not long after, another group of people fell from the crack, and Jiang Duyun was among them.

As soon as he appeared, the monks on the mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

The remaining chaotic cracks were quickly opened one by one by Jiang Duyun.

When the seventh crack opened, Song Qi suddenly heard his father exclaim, and looked up——

A woman in an apricot-yellow long dress sat down in front of a group of clansmen, with a dazed look, as if she had just woken up.

"Mother..." Song Qi mouthed silently, but was unable to make a sound due to shock.

"Mianmian?" Song Zongzhu also looked at the woman not far away with a face full of astonishment.

Xia Mian seemed to have had a long dream. She looked at the people around her in a daze, and when she saw her husband approaching from a distance, she stood up lazily and gracefully, and said with a smile, "What wind blows all these distinguished guests away?" Come to our Longyin Mountain? Why am I here?"

Song Zongzhu looked at Xia Mian in disbelief, and tremblingly said: "Didn't you say... that you want to fly away with that beast? Why are you also trapped in the chaotic gap?"

"What did you say?" Xia Mian had a headache, she didn't know what happened, just now a group of flying dragons passed by, she suspected that she was dreaming.

Even though it was a dream, she still didn't forget what she cared about the most, and asked her husband eagerly: "Where is Ah Qi? It's such a mess here, let the girl bring him to me."

In fact, just a few steps away, her precious son was crying big and big, but he didn't dare to approach her.

I'm afraid this is another dream that is about to be broken.

Xia Mian's eyes had passed Song Qi several times, but she couldn't recognize that this tall and thin boy was actually her son.

The precious son in her memory was still chubby when he was eight years old.