Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 740

  Song Qingyue appeared at the entrance of the underwater magic cave without saying a word.

  The bright red waterweed fluttered along the undercurrent, and he seemed to be able to feel it, a kind of unspeakable nostalgia.

  The breath of the old man can no longer be felt at all, or from now on, it will be scattered in every corner of Qingjiang.

  He felt sad.

  But he can't cry.

Following    is the high-level Qingjiang Shui Clan. There are three people in total, all of whom are outside the building realm.

  The entire Qingjiang Shui Clan, including him, counts the old Gui who takes care of Qingzhi, and there are a total of five powerful people in the outer realm.

  After two battles on the Lanhe River and a battle to wipe out the White Bone Dao, there are still five powerhouses in the Outer Building Realm, which seems to be considered powerful.

  But it is difficult for the aquarium to multiply, and the speed at which the strong are born is far less than the human race.

  Qingjiang Shui Clan has almost exhausted its war potential. For so many years, it has been supported by Song Hengjiang.

  Except for the burly general who has been following his side, who is still in prime of life, the others are already old, and there is basically no possibility of achieving God's presence.

  The future of Qingjiang Aquarium is not optimistic.

  The reason why Song Hengjiang was so wounded and refused to die was because he couldn't worry about the ethnic group.

  But now, I finally don’t have to worry anymore.

  He doesn’t have to worry anymore.

  Song Qingyue thought.

  Beyond this thought, it is sadness, anger, and hatred.

  Because the father is so tired. He, as a son, knows how he has managed to come over all these years. Every day I live is torture.

  The confrontation between Song Hengjiang and Zhuang Gaoxian, he waited for the result in the water mansion the whole time. Zhuang Gaoxian came and went, as if the matter had been resolved.

  The old man only showed his face when he returned to the house, and then left in a hurry.

  He had known that his father had died soon, but he did not expect that it would be a farewell.

  He didn't know about the Underwater Devil's Cave, and he didn't know why his father died here.

  But always have to know.

  He opened his leg and retracted it again.

  An old man with black hair hanging down his shoulders appeared in front of him, standing closer than him to the cave entrance.

   is Zhuang Guoguoxiang, Du Ruhui, a scheming man.

   "Young Master."

  The old man bows and salutes without losing his manners.

   "Du Guoxiang."

  Song Qingyue bowed his head and replied.

  No matter how much he dislikes this person in his heart, he also allows himself to be equally courteous.

  He told himself that from now on, he has no right to be willful.

  Because the stalwart figure willing to tolerate his willfulness and shelter him from the wind and rain, has fallen.

   fell down forever.

Seeing Song Qingyue's attitude, Du Ruhui relaxed a little. After Song Hengjiang's death, what he feared most was that Song Qingyue was not clear about it, and Song Qingyue itself was not difficult to deal with. But Song Hengjiang is too prestigious, they can't kill Song Qingyue and immediately support a puppet who can control Qingjiang.

  Song Qingyue is still able to communicate and is willing to cooperate. It is undoubtedly the best result in a bad situation.

  He moved his body to one side, letting Zhuang Gaoxian, who had broken through the flowing water, fall in front of him.

   is the insight of a real person in the world, and Zhuang Gaoxian can see the situation inside the underwater magic cave in the first time. Even so, he stepped into it, wanting to observe more clearly.

  Song Hengjiang died too suddenly, and this place is too sensitive!

   Throughout the process, Zhuang Gaoxian did not look at any aquatic people, including Song Qingyue.

  For him, the only character in the entire Qingjiang Aquarium that deserves a look at him is no longer there.

  Song Qingyue had no expression on her face, and followed along.

  The three senior members of the aquarium naturally followed behind.

  Du Ruhui stretched out a hand: "Sorry, you can't go in."

  Qingjiang Shuijun died in front, but Du Ruhui did not allow them to take a look.

  The three high-level members of the Shui Clan didn’t resist the sound, they just stayed in place.

  Song Qingyue certainly noticed this sad scene, but he didn't say anything, just walked inside silently.

  Flowers of bright red waterweed bypassed him and flowed out.

  It seems to say goodbye to him.

  It seems to announce that he has grown up.

  Song Qingyue walked into the huge cave. The first thing that attracted his attention was a hundred and eight empty blood-stained sarcophagi. I don't know what was sealed inside.

   And Zhuang Gaoxian is in the cave on the left.

  He followed and walked in.

  So he saw the broken body of the old father's body, lying quietly on the ground. The water that came in later did not disturb his position.

   There are two forms of aquatic people, one is the human body, which is what he is now. One is the water body, which is what my father is now.

  The water body is the strongest state of the aquarium. The cross-shaped horizontal flesh between the eyebrows is actually two horizontal bones hidden under the flesh. It can help them feel and control water more specifically.

   But living in a human-dominated world, their aquatic people generally try to show their bodies as much as possible.

  Song Qingyue noticed that Zhuang Gaoxian’s gaze stopped for a moment on the two horizontal bones of the old father’s water body, and it seemed that he paid special attention to the parts of the Shui Race that were different from the Human Race.

  I don’t know if it is curiosity or resistance.

  Song Qingyue also noticed that Zhuang Gaoxian was observing herself.

  He hates this kind of observation like looking at goods, but at the same time he knows that this kind of observation is inevitable in the future.

  He slowly stepped forward, gently covering Song Hengjiang’s eyes.

   "How did my father die, did your majesty see it?" he asked.

  They actually know each other, their blood relationship. Zhuang Gaoxian's grandmother is his aunt.

  But they are both unwilling to admit this.

  Song Qingyue concealed his emotions very well, and Zhuang Gaoxian would not reveal the slightest on his face.

  He was actually observing the water body of Song Hengjiang just now. Such an aquatic corpse with a peak **** is not common.

  He tried to find aquatic-related parts of himself on this corpse.

  He doesn't like the aquatic blood on his body, but he will not hide his ears and steal the bell to escape.

   His eyes swept across every corner of the ancient magic cave naturally, and the voice said with some caution: "I feel the traces of the Bone Evil God, and the devilish energy..."

  He did not see Song Wanxi.

  "Do you know where this is?" he asked Song Qingyue.

  Song Qingyue shook his head honestly: "Before this, I never knew there was such a place under the Qingjiang River."

  "This is the ancient magic cave." Zhuang Gaoxian said slowly. He found that Song Qingyue had not lied, so he simply skipped it and said: "There has been an ancient passage here for a short time, and it seems to involve...the deserted tomb of the world."

   "It may be the evil **** of bones who killed your father, or it may be a real demon."

  He made this verbal judgment, and at the same time he was thinking—

Is    related to his grandmother?

  True demons cannot come to this world at will.

  Is it possible that after the secret was leaked, Song Hengjiang went through the ancient passage and wanted to send Song Wanxi to the desolate tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms to truly become a real demon?

  In this process, was watched by the evil **** of bones, causing misfortune?

   "Or there are other... other reasons."

  Zhuang Gaoxian muttered to herself.

  It's not that he likes to talk nonsense, but that even if he is a real person, he is a little confused at the moment.

  Bone Evil God, Ten Thousand Realms Wild Tomb, True Demon, Shui Jun...

  The remaining breath here is too chaotic and extremely high. Even if he has the vision of a real person in the world, it is difficult to sort out clearly for a while.

  　 Thanks to the book friend Hai Datong for his 50,000 rewards, and become the master of this book!

  (End of this chapter)