Red Heart Survey

In the underwater magic cave.

Facing Song Hengjiang's anger, Zhuang Gaoxian remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he said: "She has become a demon, hasn't she? As a water creature, she has passed away. What you keep here now is not her, but a demon."

When Song Hengjiang arrived at this time, a huge stone fell from his heart.

No matter how ruthless Gao Xian is, no matter how scheming the emperor is, after all, Wanxi is his real grandmother, and the blood relationship cannot be cut off. he thinks.

"The monarch does not need to recognize her, nor does the Zhuang Ting."

Already very old, with heavy wrinkles and a stooped figure, Qingjiang Shuijun said: "She is just my younger sister, Song Hengjiang."

"She has been raised here for two hundred and eighteen years. She has never hurt anyone or killed anyone. I use the evil energy of the Yin Demon to support her. When I leave, I will take her with me."

He looked at Zhuang Gaoxian: "Your Majesty should be able to see that, that day won't be too long."

Zhuang Gaoxian didn't speak for a while.

Du Ruhui sighed lightly, and continued: "Shui Jun, why bother?"

Song Hengjiang shook his head: "Wanxi is too kind and clean, and she doesn't understand the dangers of the world. As soon as she left my sight and entered the Zhuang Palace, she was bullied and disappeared. I thought Zhuang Chengqian could protect her well, but No. On Huangquan Road, I have to protect her."

Zhuang Gaoxian remained silent for a while, Du Ruhui could only be this villain. "But it's a risky thing after all. Once people find out, Yushuifu, Yuzhuangguo..."

"How could anyone know? I've been hiding it for two hundred and eighteen years, safe and sound!" Song Hengjiang interrupted him violently, but his voice quickly slowed down, enveloped in sadness: "It won't take long... "

Zhuang Gaoxian took a closer look at Song Wanxi in the Liuli Pavilion for a while this time, and seemed to be moved by the emotion that originated from his blood.

The edges and corners of the face are softened.

"The woman you mentioned who killed her...Gu Yi? How did she die in the end?"

He even brought back the honorifics.

No amount of respect is too much. After all, in terms of legal status, Song Hengjiang is equal to him, older than him, and now he is his uncle and grandfather in blood.

"Killed by your grandfather." Song Hengjiang said.

Zhuang Gaoxian nodded: "So...she should be able to rest in peace."

Between Gu Yi and Song Wanxi, Zhuang Chengqian chose Song Wanxi without hesitation, avenged Song Wanxi himself, and in the end it was Song Wanxi's heirs who inherited the throne.

In Zhuang Gaoxian's view, his grandmother, who used to only exist in portraits, should be able to rest in peace.

Song Hengjiang frowned, obviously not agreeing, his sister's death was the pain of his life, no matter how many things he did, it would be irreversible. No matter what you give, it will not be enough to make up for it.

But he didn't speak out against it.

At this moment... to keep this glazed coffin is his greatest plea.

And only Du Ruhui, who knows Zhuang Gaoxian best, can read the cruel killing intent from Zhuang Gaoxian's plain words!

He thought that his grandmother could rest in peace, so what Song Hengjiang did later was not so meaningful.

Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to kill Song Hengjiang here, destroy Song Wanxi who was possessed by demons, and even kill all the aquariums who knew about this underwater magic cave!

"Your Majesty." Du Ruhui took a step forward, between Zhuang Gaoxian and Song Hengjiang without a trace: "The ancient magic cave has already exhausted its magic energy, and it is unknown to the world, and no one will care about it in a hundred years. Yongchang Xinding, The four realms are not stable, the head of the country Lai Shengjun, you have been away from the palace for a long time, it is time to go back."

Zhuang Gaoxian looked at him quietly and understood his teacher's suggestion.

Finally, he just said to Song Hengjiang: "I have bothered you a lot, it's time to go back to Xin'an. Shui Jun, please take care of yourself."

Song Hengjiang didn't know that he had already walked through the gate of hell, and because of Song Wanxi, he had fantasies about Zhuang Gaoxian.

When people are in a desperate situation, it is inevitable to have illusions. Even Song Hengjiang, a powerhouse who was once famous for a while, is no exception.

Zhuang Gaoxian chose to let go of the matter of the Underwater Devil's Cave. Song Hengjiang let go of the heart he had been carrying all along, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, my lord, there will be no fourth person to know about this place."

"Shui Jun's promise, I can trust it." Zhuang Gaoxian nodded and left with his hands behind his back.

Du Ruhui didn't say anything, just saluted Song Hengjiang, then turned around following Zhuang Gaoxian.

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The huge Qingjiang River accommodates countless joys and sorrows.

The Underwater Devil's Cave is unknown to most of the aquatic people, but at a certain moment it decided the fate of the Qingjiang Water Mansion.

Therefore, the eldest princess's boudoir is naturally luxuriously and elegantly furnished.

But Jiang Wang naturally didn't want to watch it.

"When will you go back to the Devil's Nest?" He asked Jiang Yan in Tongtian Palace.

"Wait." Jiang Yan only said this word.

Probably judging the situation in the underwater cave requires a lot of his mind.

Why was Jiang Yan able to detect the approach of the God's presence expert in advance?

Although relying on Jiang Yan's ability to escape at this time, Jiang Wang still needs to think about this issue. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a matter of life and death!

"I'm worried that I don't have much time to wait..." Jiang Wang deliberately expressed concern.

"The kindness of a woman." Jiang Yan snorted coldly, still dissatisfied with Jiang Wang letting Xiaoshuang go: "I asked you to kill her, but you didn't. Do you regret it now?"

In the Tongtian Palace, the slowly rotating star river channel was faintly dyed with a dark color.

Perhaps eternal darkness is the return of the universe.

Jiang Wang was silent for a while: "I don't want to kill recklessly. If it is really unfortunate, it is my choice. I don't regret it. Whatever I choose, I will bear it."

The galaxy continues to surge, just like the long river of time, eternal and firm. Those dark colors were finally overturned.

"Then just wait. You will remember how life and death depend on people." Jiang Yan said.

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Jiang Wang couldn't notice it, but Jiang Yan must have missed something.

Song Qingyue, who was dressed in a Chinese robe and looked handsome, walked slowly.

Walking past the exquisitely carved white jade pillars, the ever-burning lanterns of precious rainbow light, the standing guards, and the silent corridor.

His steps seemed heavy.

A burly general rushed over and stopped in front, his expression tense: "Where does the young master want to go?"

Song Qingyue sighed: "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive. I just want to sit in my aunt's room."

He said sadly, "I miss her very much."

Xiao Shuang, who was walking by on tiptoe, suddenly raised her ears.

Turning around in a panic: "Young Master!"

Song Qingyue looked at her: "What's the matter?"

Her eyes were calm, but Xiaoshuang was so nervous that her heart almost stopped beating.

"That...Master Shaojun. I just tidied up the room of the old princess and lit the mist and incense. It will be a while, but it's inconvenient to go."

Mist incense is an excellent incense, but before the "fog sinks", it is easily dispelled by disturbance.

Song Qingyue didn't think much about it. Hearing the sound, he settled down, and then heaved a long sigh: "Forget it."

He turned his head to look at the burly general: "You see, there is always no escape, right?"