Great Creator

This lunch, I ate it late.

Fortunately, it tastes good.

After eating, Huang Si asked Xiao Er to come and take away the food box, and ordered another cup of good hot tea.

At this time, the ancient teacher had finished speaking and left. Two charming singing girls came to take over. One was holding a bamboo board to beat the beat, and the other was playing the zither, babbling and singing a little tune.

Huang Si listened for a while, and it seemed to be a story about a private meeting between a poor wizard and a rich lady.

The white snow outside the house, the warmth inside the house, listening to people sing a song, this song actually has its own plot, it is simply too enjoyable.

Huang Si listened to the tune and lay in the warm room. After a while, he became drowsy.

But he recognizes the bed better, and it is impossible to fall asleep outside.

After a while, Huang Si got tired of listening, so he got up and prepared to leave.

Outside, when the wind blew again, the snowflakes fluttered again.

He asked Xiao Er to borrow an umbrella, and then walked into the snow.

The snow made a faint cracking sound under the feet, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the world was quiet.

If so, it would be great.

Huang Si felt it was a pity.

It's a pity that there are actually fewer people now because the city is under martial law.

Moreover, Lu Cheng has been placed under house arrest and has no news for the time being.

From Guan Ming's side, he saw the army mobilization in Lihe City.

Such a big battle, just to catch a Song Hong?

It's ridiculous.

Changwang, what are you thinking about?

Guan Ming was dressed in black, leaping and moving secretly among several buildings. He couldn't help feeling very surprised when he watched the army mobilization in the city.

Indeed, Song Hong's martial arts is extremely high. Although he hasn't tried it, he should be on par with him, but there is no need to be like this, right?

Unless... they are not afraid of Song Hong, but someone related to Song Hong.

Guan Ming knew about the past twenty years ago. He was still young at the time, and he was a key successor to the leader of the demon sect, so he stayed in the head of the demon sect and did not go out. However, how could he not know about Miss Xia?

These people should be afraid of Miss Xia coming to rescue Song Hong?

After all, the Shenguang Stone belongs to Miss Xia. Maybe she taught Song Hong how to use it, or maybe even Song Hong could find Miss Xia by relying on the Shenguang Stone, otherwise there would be no way to explain why he took so much effort to take and keep the Shenguang Stone.

"That thing is not Zhou Xia's." Huang Si's voice resounded in his soul.

"Master, the subordinates are here. Do you have any orders?"

"It's okay, just chat with you. Your speculation has solved one of my confusions. I haven't figured out why King Chang came to Lihe City to take someone to capture Song Hong alive. Now you have connected the clues. I guess he wants to find Zhou Xia."

Guan Ming listened to Huang Si's tone and couldn't help but guess: "Master, could it be... Miss Xia is your subordinate, just like me?"

"Yeah. I just don't know what the King Chang is thinking. Go, go to the place where the army gathers. I guess they have found Song Hong."

"Master is coming too?"

"Yes, this matter involves national power, and it is difficult for you to solve it alone. Let me come and have a look."

...

Song Hong hovered around the city holding Xiao Qiu's body.

He can no longer care about hiding his appearance, and even, he can't wait to see himself as obvious as possible.

"Autumn!"

Song Hong called out loudly.

"Xiao Qiu!"

Song Hong hugged the body and strode across the streets of Lihe City, repeating every path he had walked before holding her in his arms.

"Xiao Qiu!!!"

His eyes were on the street, in the window lattices, in the alleys, lingering under the shade of the trees, no, without her.

He doesn't know what the person after death is like, will it be the reflection in the water? Will it be the shadow on the corner of the wall? Or... the wind flowing among the rustling leaves? Misty clouds on the horizon?

"Xiao Qiu, come back...Master is here."

"Master is waiting for you."

"come back!"

He hugged Xiao Qiu's body tightly.

Heavier and heavier, more and more cold and stiff.

"Xiao Qiu!"

The voice became more and more stern.

I don't know when it started, some people were far away, following him far away.

When he recovered, the soldiers in black armor had surrounded him round and round.

They stood far away, seeming to be afraid of him.

Iron armor.

Really spare no expense.

Where is this army...

Do you need this to deal with him as a quack?

Song Hong put Xiao Qiu's body in his arms with one hand, and drew out the sword with his right hand.

He felt the internal force in his body.

There is not much left. In the past two days, he has not had a chance to meditate and recover. Even because he hasn't rested for several days and eats very little, his body can't hold it anymore.

Now, even when encountering such a big battle, I'm afraid it's not because Xiao Qiu hasn't found him, he will die here, Song Hong laughed miserably.

However, the black armor's army did not immediately encircle him, but was silent, without any movement, just surrounding him.

He put the sword on the ground, took the corpse, and walked forward step by step.

In front of him, the army retreated slightly, and the soldiers behind slowly surrounded him, as if the encirclement circle was moving with him.

"Don't kill me? Surround me? Haha, why?"

Song Hong muttered to himself.

After a long time, someone came.

Five people.

Two people were dressed in general's armor, one was dressed in complicated wizard costumes, the other was dressed as a civil servant, and the other was wrapped in cloaks and hidden behind them despite their gorgeous clothes.

One of them was General He who intercepted and killed Song Hong.

"Song Hong, misunderstanding, we are just misunderstanding, we accidentally hurt you and the commander, just want to negotiate terms with you."

General He said loudly.

Song Hong didn't respond, just sticking his sword and looking at them.

Among the five, the person in the cloak whispered coldly: "The power of a country has never caught Song Hong."

"My lord, it was Lu Cheng who killed him. I suspect he is a ghost!"

They wanted to catch Song Hong~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and take away the Shenguangshi, and then slowly study the secrets.

Unexpectedly that Song Hong’s martial arts was so high, Xiaoqiu was rescued by him, and the Shenguang Stone was not available. Since Xiaoqiu didn’t have the Shenguang Stone on his body, the Shenguang Stone must be in Song Hong’s hands. .

Several people discussed in a low voice.

Guan Ming quietly lurked on a nearby tree.

The powerful internal skills and the induction ability of the innate masters allowed him to hear the dialogue between the five people clearly.

The wizard-like person said: "The woman named Xia can't be a god, but it's possible for the demons! There is no related oracle in the temple. I will get the light stone later, let me take a look first. ."

Cloak said humanely: "If she is a god, wouldn't it be right? This king can just ask her how she became a **** from a man, and how can she be like her!"

"But..." General He hesitated and pointed to Song Hong in the encirclement. "Song Hong's apprentice seems to be dead. If Xia came to see her disciple and grandson dead, wouldn't he forge a deep hatred with us?" 7