Heart Survey

Chapter 701
Jiang Wang held his breath, his heart stopped beating.

The seamless concealment allows him to perfectly integrate with the environment.The means Yin Guan applied to it could allow him to temporarily blind the cultivator of the gods.

However, this is not foolproof.

In particular, what is Song Hengjiang's existence?He became famous hundreds of years ago, but it is a role in the same era as Zhuang Chengqian, the ancestor of Zhuang Kingdom.

Even if Yin Guan himself was here, he would not dare to say that he could avoid Song Hengjiang's attention.

I don't know if it was because he spent too much energy in the previous Lanhe battlefield. At this time, Song Hengjiang was already very old.He was stooped and looked tired.

Walking in this underwater burrow, like all the old people who are at the end of their lives, seems extraordinarily powerless.

In other words, it was only because there was no one around here that Song Hengjiang was willing to show his old manner.

The dignified Qinghe Shuijun, who became famous hundreds of years ago, is at least a strong man of God.The way he looks now, it is obvious that something is wrong.

Walking in the burrow, he glanced at the sarcophagus in a normal way, and then walked directly to the left side of the cave—just next to where Jiang Wang was hiding.

As Song Hengjiang slowly approached, Jiang Wang's heart tightened.

This is not an ordinary old man, but a peerless monster who is temporarily dozing off.

A huge pressure hangs over his heart, making him chill.

He didn't want to depend on his life and death, but the huge gap in strength gave him no choice at all.

The difference between life and death may only be a blink of an eye.

Song Hengjiang walked to the sarcophagus without pausing, picked up his steps, and walked into the cave on the left.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes gently and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Song Hengjiang obviously didn't think there would be someone hiding here, so he walked straight into the cave without taking an inch-by-inch inspection.

"He's dying." Jiang Yan said in Tongtian Palace, his voice a little emotional.

Jiang Wang suddenly woke up, hesitantly said: "Shui people are born with a longer lifespan, and he is so strong... how can it be?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a while, probably after thinking carefully before saying: "It should be some irreversible injury. He was the top cultivator in the past, and with his talent, he should have been in the cave long ago. Now that God is coming, it has already explained the problem."

Jiang Wang guessed: "If he really suffered some irreversible injury in his early years. Will raising these Yin Demons have something to do with his injury?"

Jiang Nightmare's voice was light: "Who knows?"

At this time, Song Hengjiang's voice sounded in the inner cave.

"Another year has passed."

he sighed.

He seemed to be talking to someone, and his voice was very vicissitudes.

"It's been... 210 eight years."

"Wanxi. It's been eight years since 210, are you in pain?"

regret?

No, it sounds like a person's name.

"Was there a famous person named Wanxi in Zhuangguo more than 200 years ago?" He asked Jiang Yan in Tongtian Palace.

"How do I know?" Jiang Yan was suddenly impatient.

Jiang Wang didn't dare to move, didn't dare to relax, the feeling of being in the middle of the two strange blood-marked sarcophagi was very uncomfortable, which would make him have the illusion that he was already a dead person.

And those blood lines really distort people's hearts and harm the soul.

He could only focus on his hearing and listen to Song Hengjiang's voice in the inner cave.

Song Hengjiang should be talking to himself, because from the beginning to the end, Jiang Wang did not hear anyone responding.

"I'm going to Lanhe again."

"That old man died very thoroughly, and his descendants are completely useless. In the entire Lanhe River, there is not even a single water clan that can stand in front of me. It was Bei Gongyu who came forward, and the Lanhe Water Mansion was not completely destroyed. "

"Oh, old thing."

Song Hengjiang's voice suddenly became melancholy: "Unconsciously, I am also the old thing people say..."

"Gao Xian is very promising. He is already a real person, but he is not a thing."

"He doesn't respect the Shui Clan, he doesn't respect the ancient covenant. He doesn't remember Zhuang Chengqian's promise, he doesn't know himself..."

"He actually forced me to join forces with Luo Guo to fight Yong, you know? He doesn't care about the hatred and persistence of the Shui tribe. But because of you... But because of you, Wanxi, I still have expectations for him."

"Time and time again the expectations have failed."

"I'm willing to take the risk, intervene in the change of kingship, and help him sit on the dragon chair. Turning his head, he is not tolerant of the Shui people."

"I hope he can be as pure and kind as you, but he is more like Zhuang Chengqian. No, he is colder than Zhuang Chengqian."

"He actually threatened me with the lives of Qing Yue and Qing Zhi, do you know? Although he didn't say it explicitly, I can fully feel his ruthlessness. Now the situation is stronger than people, I can only drag this rotten Sick body, fight Lanhe again. If you know these things, how sad you should be..."

"Did Han Yin make him look like this? I hope so..."

Song Hengjiang, like all dying old people, babbled.

"Han Yin is dead now. Back then, no matter if they were enemies or friends, there are not many left. I thought about it for a while on the way just now, but I can't think of it. I don't know if I am too old or they are dead. It's so clean."

"Death, it's no big deal, I've realized it long ago. I have held on for so many years for the sake of the Qingjiang Aquarium. Now that Qingyue has grown up and has done many things better than me, I can rest assured. Only Qingzhi, Too young and very ignorant..."

"Speaking of this, there are also shortcomings in clearing the contract. He is too proud and never wants to bow his head. I'm afraid that after I leave, Gao Xian won't be able to tolerate him..."

"But what to do?"

"There will be this day..."

"Alas. How did that say? 'Death is the only justice', right?"

"Wanxi, I don't know if my brother is more selfish or love you more. After all these years, maybe you've been in pain too?"

"When I leave, I'll take you with me."

"That day is coming soon... so soon..."

"Remember the water lily flower? The day when it bloomed on the water, the wandering has come to an end."

Song Hengjiang spoke slowly, one sentence in the east, one sentence in the west, and he said it in bits and pieces.Like all old people who talk to those close to them.

Always go out of your way to share trivialities.

But Jiang Wang has no way to distinguish the information in Song Hengjiang's whispers, because there is a more realistic and terrifying thing in front of him - when Yin Guan performed surgery on the hidden clothes, it was impossible to invest too much There is a lot of power, so the means of deployment have a certain time limit.And from that unnamed green hill, all the way to this point, the time is almost up!
Yin Guan used the three methods of blessing on Niyi, once when Jiujiang Xuanjia was watching Du Yehu, and once when killing Dong A. Now this is the last time.

The concealment effect of hiding clothes is almost useless when facing the cultivators of the gods.Once the means left by Yin Guan on the hidden clothes failed, he would be equivalent to standing naked in front of Song Hengjiang.

That is a death.

There is no room for resistance.

The time left for this concealment was extremely limited, and Song Hengjiang was still there whispering.

Those slow words sounded like a funeral ceremony... Irrevocably approaching!

(End of this chapter)