Lin Zhengu snorted, and didn't bother to deal with him with a cold face. What kind of temper is Master Lin? If you don't look at Lord Song's face, how can you care about such a as a kid?

Song Zheng smiled with satisfaction, came to the outside of the Void Furnace with his hands behind his back, and said, "You bear with it, this is something that can't be helped." This body is still yours in essence, unless you want to be reborn, there is only one way. ”

Although Li Sanyan is a famous allegro in Fengyue Place, he is strangely satisfied with his size. As soon as he thought of being reborn with a new gun, he was really uncomfortable, gritted his teeth and said, "I can bear it, please do it, my lord." ”

"Your body has been infused with too much destructive power, and the demonic nature in it must be completely refined. But don't worry, Mr. Lin will not harm you, and once you succeed, you will definitely be blessed by misfortune and your realm will be greatly increased. ”

"Really?" Li Sanyan's expectations had already been reduced to the lowest, but when he suddenly learned that there were still benefits, he immediately became happy.

Song Zheng nodded with a smile: "Of course it's true." ”

He didn't emphasize to Li Sanyan that what he said was "once successful", so what if it didn't succeed?

The flames were scorching, and Li Sanyan's screams caused the unscrupulous ancestors to laugh.

Of course, what made them happier was the body that destroyed the demon. A behemoth, a treasure!

Lin Zhengu didn't care about Li Sanyan, and rushed over and took the lead: "My lord, what you promised the old man just now, let me pick some good things." "The Mao Renchuan on the side is also very angry, the Immortal Refining Sect also needs these unique treasures - these treasures have fallen into the hands of the Immortal Refining Sect, and it is really any part that can refine a unique magic weapon.

But Lin Zhengu is now at the level of the fifth order of Lingbao, and Mao Renchuan does not dare to fight with him.

Song Zheng said with a smile: "With so many materials, everyone can get a lot, and Senior Lin doesn't have to be anxious." ”

"No, no, no," Lin Zhengu said again and again: "It's better to start first, and then start to drink soup, I'll take a look first." ”

Song Zheng was helpless by his quirky witticisms, and persuaded him: "You old man will not mix with people like Li Sanyan in the future." ”

For an evil demon, there is no doubt that the head is the most valuable, although Lin Zhengu is greedy, he understands what he should know, so he avoided the head and selected a few parts.

At this time, Li Sanyan, who was suffering in the Void Furnace, let out a hoarse cry of life: "Leave the Demon Yang Root to me!"

The audience was silent.

You are a little shrimp, relying on everyone's life-saving goods, you actually dare to ask for the loot first?

But at this moment, the ancestors were generous: "Yes, I'll leave it to you." ”

"No problem, it's yours. ”

Song Zheng's face turned red, and he muttered to himself: "After this incident, do you have to think about it, expel this scum from Long Yiwei, this official can't afford to lose this person......"

"Hey, hey, hey!" got what he wanted, and Li Sanyan smiled with satisfaction in the flames.

After Lin Zhengu, the rest of the people stepped forward together, and everyone discussed who wanted what part. Although there was a scramble, it was generally very friendly, after all, the loot was abundant, enough to satisfy everyone who participated in the battle.

In the end, it was the head of the demon that was left for Song Zheng. Demon horns, demon eyes, demon fangs, and demon brains are the most precious materials, and they all belong to Lord Song.

In addition to the reason of identity, Song Zheng also played the greatest role in this battle.

Song Zheng was not hypocritical, and temporarily included this demon head in the Xiaodongtian World, then looked at the battlefield and sighed: "Long Yiwei will send someone to restore the vitality of this place, but if you want to become what it was before, I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years." ”

It's a barren mountain range, it's a dead land, but there's nothing wrong with it.

Everyone looked at Li Sanyan in the Void Furnace again, and suddenly realized: This kid hasn't screamed for a long time.

Li Sanyan was lying in the flames and was silent!

Everyone panicked: "It's not good, I'm afraid it wasn't an accident!"

Song Zheng was the first to rush to the Void Furnace, and shouted loudly inside: "Li Sanyan! Li Sanyan!" The rest of the people also gathered around, Lin Zhengu couldn't help but want to open the Void Furnace, and suddenly Li Sanyan, who was motionless, jumped up suddenly, and made a grimace at Song Zheng: "I'm scared of you!"

Song Zheng wanted to kick him angrily, but Li Sanyan was beautiful: "My lord, you still care about me very much." ”

"Fart!" Song Zheng scolded angrily: "It's good for you to die!"

"Hee-hee-hee," Li Sanyan was still smiling, as if he was immersed in his own world: "Adult, you just care about me, adults care about me, care about me, care about me......"

Song Zheng covered his face with his hands and said, "Everyone, I regret saving this guy a little." ”

Several ancestors nodded: "Such scum deserves to be destroyed." ”

"Hee-hee, adults care about me. Li Sanyan is still in silly fun.

......

The convoy was reciting the light dust on the official road, and the magnificent city had gradually come into view.

The convoy was a horse-drawn carriage that looked ordinary on the outside, but on the inside it was a royal car. Qianhe and the prince sat in the car, although their faces were old, their waists were straight.

Beside him, an old eunuch sat with him.

Pedestrians coming and going on the official road would never have thought that in such an inconspicuous carriage, there were two strong people in the town.

The old eunuch has followed Qianhe and the prince since he was a child, and he knows each other very well. He could see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was hiding his violent emotions under his calm.

"Your Highness, we're back. The old eunuch whispered.

Qianhe's hand shook slightly, and his eyes could see the entire Jingshi through the carriage. He hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "yes, how many years?"

The old eunuch bowed and replied, "Five hundred and thirty-one years, and four months." ”

"Hehehe......" It was difficult for Prince Qianhe to suppress his emotions, he stood up, floated on the roof of the car, and looked at Jingshi from afar. It was this city, here, that he experienced the most proud time of his life, and also experienced the most painful failure of his life.

The downtown of West Street, the animal pen at the East Pass, the treasure shop on North Seventh Street, and the bustling smoke willow in the South Alley...... At that time, he was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and everywhere he went, he was fast and light, and he was full of spirit.

I just don't know, five hundred years later, are those Jinghua smoke clouds still there?

He looked in another direction, where he used to be the East Palace. After him, it was the home of the man who stole the throne. Five hundred years later, emotions had been brewing for too long, and they were by no means simply hatred.

"Alas-" He sighed leisurely, but only said one sentence: "I don't know, on the locust outside the Shoushan Pavilion of the East Palace, is that nest of little squirrels still there?"

The old eunuch bowed, his emotions were actually as turbulent and complicated as His Highness, and he said again: "Your Highness, we are back." ”

Qian and the prince returned to the carriage in silence and nodded slightly.

The convoy did not need to be checked, and went directly to the Beijing Division. Fan Peilong didn't dare to delay for a moment, and led the convoy straight to the imperial city.

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