Qi Chen was shocked again and again. He felt that his cultivation was quite painful and he often traumatized himself, but he was definitely not as good as Bai Lu.

"Talent can only determine your starting point, but it cannot determine your end point. No matter how good the talent is, it will be used up." said the weapon spirit, "So, when can you quickly control the bloodline of the demon clan so that I can change my master."

Qi Chen sneered: "You are just an auxiliary device below the agility realm, what's the point?"

"I can avoid the thunder tribulation."

“…”

OK, you won.

The situation on the scene has become one-sided, and Qi Chen's sword is getting simpler, but it is getting smoother.

He had an advantage in the battle with Lu Wang, not to mention that the opponent's demonic energy had no effect on him.

This hidden attribute is really cool to use.

Lu Wang wanted to escape, but his sword, like flowing water, mingled into the wind and snow. Every piece of wind and snow around him was very painful.

He had no choice but to have a trace of despair and deep hatred flashed in his eyes.

When Qi Chen saw this kind of look, he thought to himself that he was not good and was about to retreat, but it was too late.

Lu Wang's body began to melt, like a candle, but his spirit became stronger and stronger.

"The demon clan can only die in battle!"

Qi Chen only felt a terrible force rushing into his body. It was the power of the soul. The innate talent of the Poluo Demon is to be able to control the soul. However, when they control it, it means death, but this is also their strongest and great time.

Qi Chen's head was stuffy and felt the pain like a needle. Lu Wang's treacherous laughter kept ringing in his mind.

He could not resist, nor could he drive him away. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"die!"

"Die!"

"It's so satisfying to be able to pull a human genius into the water..."

Lu Wang's laughter became louder and louder, and Qi Chen's head also hurt, but suddenly, everything stopped.

"How could it be...demonic energy, how could there be demonic energy in your body? This demonic energy..."

His voice was almost awe-inspiring, even a little fear, an emotion that had never appeared before.

Then, Lu Wang sighed: "So there is no witch girl, only a demon son, you are a demon son..."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

"I found the demon."

"It's worth it to be able to find the demon son when I die."

"Qi Chen, you are a demon son, you are not a pure human. No wonder my demonic energy has no effect on you. You have the blood of a royal family in your body. Although I have never seen a royal family, I know that this is it."

"Awaken, you are a demon son, humans cannot tolerate you, only our demon clan can accept you."

He thought Qi Chen didn't know his demon son's identity yet.

"This is a contact point for the demon race on Earth. Go and find them..."

"By the way, Lord Yaozi, I'll give you some gifts in the end."

Lu Wang's voice finally disappeared, and Qi Chen saw the wind and snow around him again, and was still scared.

If the other party hadn't gotten into his mind and found a trace of demonic energy, he would have turned into an idiot even if he didn't die this time.

However, he looked at the palm of his hand again, but found a green bead on it. After feeling it for a moment, he understood that it was a bead condensed by Lu Wang's soul power.

The last gift?

Qi Chen subconsciously activated the beads and instantly saw scenes in his mind.

His face was quickly pale, his breath was a little heavy, his eyes were confused, angry, anger, a kind of unreasonable disappointment and deep fear.

No matter how cold the ice and snow were, it could not be cold to his heart. However, some of the memories about Lu Wang in the bead made Qi Chen's lips tremble.

Suisui hurriedly ran over to support Qi Chen, but she didn't say anything because she knew Qi Chen was in a bad mood.

The fighter jets rumbled over, and the battle finally ended slowly.

Song Zhiyu struggled to kill a Poluo demon, covered in blood, sitting on the messy snow and staring at the sky.

The last blow of Poluo Demon is not difficult to avoid, but Qi Chen has no experience.

The sky began to snow, and the sun was always on the edge of the horizon, and this snowy land was filled with vast blood.

Song Zhiyu buried his head in his knees and his body trembled. He was young among monks, but in normal people, he was already middle-aged, with a broken beard and decadent eyes.

Now that the three Po Luo demons are dead, he is not too happy in his heart for some reason.

He looked up and watched the snow in the sky getting heavier and he wiped his hands with the snow.

He took out a dumpling from his arms, which was gray, yellow and hard. This was the dumpling his wife made for him eight years ago and the last one.

He gently stroked it with his clean thumb, his eyes full of nostalgia, and those warm and happy times will never be there again.

He sighed and put this hard thing that could no longer be called dumplings into his mouth. A tear cut across the corner of his mouth, which was very sweet and bitter.

But Song Zhiyu still bit it bit by bit.

He was sad, but also happy.

Happiness is revenge, sadness is that my wife and daughter will never come back.

The dumplings were finally finished.

Qi Chen slowly came to his side and looked at the scene. The beads in his hand rolled in his palms. He didn't know if he wanted to show it to him.

"Are you finished eating?" Qi Chen asked.

"I've finished eating..." Song Zhiyu smiled miserably, very ugly.

"But your enemy is not dead."

He thought about it and finally placed the bead in Song Zhiyu's palm.

Song Zhiyu was stunned, and then his eyes lost their focal length.

Qi Chen looked at the other party nervously.

The bead is a memory of Lu Wang. This memory is to remind Qi Chen and protect the demon son, but Qi Chen did not expect that it was related to Qiao Shexing.

The content inside is very simple. Eight years ago during the monster chaos, Lu Wang and his two companions received a task to kill Song Zhiyu's wife and daughter.

This mission was found by Qiao Shexing himself, and even transferred all the powerful people in the Qi-raising Realm of the Demon City at that time to make excuses.

Logically speaking, the families of monks who practice tutors like Song Zhiyu live in specific areas and are protected by formations nearby. Unfortunately, the formation was deliberately opened.

So Lu Wang and the others entered smoothly and killed Song Zhiyu's wife and daughter.

Now Qiao Shexing is at its peak and is almost the supreme leader of the Cultivator Alliance. Lu Wang also knows that Qi Chen and Qiao Shexing have a very close relationship. In order to protect the demon son, he revealed the true face of that person.

Qi Chen had known Qiao Shexing's nature for a long time, but this incident made him even more disappointed and angry.

Qiao Shexing's motive for killing Song Zhiyu's wife and daughter was very simple. Song Zhiyu had already made great contributions to the battlefield and had a high talent. He would soon become a master.

More importantly, Song Zhiyu was the most proud subordinate of Sangshou.

Qiao Shexing just wanted to cut off the left and right arm of the Sanshou.

He succeeded. After losing his wife and daughter, Song Zhiyu completely left the repair office.

Qi Chen put his hand forward, just holding Song Zhiyu's fallen body.

He could feel the great sadness in this body. He had been persisting for nearly ten years, hated the demon clan for eight years, thought that he would be revenged, and this man who ate the last dumpling was no longer even more fragile than he is now.

From beginning to end, he left a tear while eating dumplings, but now, those tears can no longer be suppressed.

Then he stood up, without saying a word, dragging his tired and scarred body towards the distance.

"What are you going to do?"

"kill."

"You can't kill him."

"Then I will die in front of him, and use my blood to splash him all over. At least I can disgust him, and at least I can see him."

"Do you find it useful?"

"I have to go even if it's useless. Even if I scold him, I have to scold him. I have to ask him why he did this."

"They are just ordinary people. He can threaten me and kidnap them. I will definitely surrender to him, but why do you want to kill them directly?" Song Zhiyu cried.

Qi Chen stepped forward and knocked Song Zhiyu out.

He carried Song Zhiyu back to the room, and Suisui quickly fed hot water to help clean the wound.

"Who killed his wife and children?" Suisui asked.

"Old Qiao." Qi Chen smiled bitterly.

"We have evidence now, we can tell the God of War and the Sangshou." Sui Sui said.

"Evidence?" Qi Chen shrugged, "That bead was condensed by the power of the soul, and it has long since disappeared. Do you think that with our words, can we convince them?"

"You know, Mr. Qiao has spent his whole life in order to shape his image. What do we use to shake those deep-rooted ideas?"

"What's more, I seem to be more like a bad guy."

"It's just a bitter thing for Song Zhiyu. I've finished eating the dumplings, but the revenge has not been avenged yet."

Author's words: Today's third update, tomorrow's fourth update, good night,
Chapter completed!