Song of Ancient Music

Chapter 41

A period of time passed, and the house was peaceful and peaceful.Le Zhengge didn't sleep, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest his mind. He didn't believe that this house would be so simple.

With a sweep of divine sense, he can see the situation here clearly, but this is not enough for him to understand the ins and outs of the whole thing, so he is still quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Until midnight, something finally happened!

Suddenly, the family's courtyard was full of evil spirits, and when it was about to leak out of the mansion, it was stopped by an enchantment, which was exactly the same as the one outside the village.

And all the people in this family are concentrated on the source of the evil spirit. It seems to be a strange mortal ancestral hall. The scene inside is accidentally blurred, which can disturb his spiritual sense. Interested.

But this didn't prevent him from wrinkling his handsome eyebrows, this family is really weird.

In this short period of time, Le Zhengge had already got off the bed, ready to go there himself.When I opened the door, I was not surprised to see Chong Lou waiting outside. The two rooms were too close together, and the two of them had keen senses, so they could hear any movement.

"Let's take a look together?" Le Zhengge smiled and extended an invitation to Chonglou.

"En." Chonglou stood with folded arms, glanced at him and nodded.

In fact, he is not interested in other people's affairs, he just wants to be with Zige.

It seems that it is not polite to pry into the privacy of other people's homes, or wander around in other people's homes in the middle of the night, but Le Zhengge has never been considered a good person, he wanted to do it, so he did it!

The evil spirit in the courtyard was getting stronger and stronger, Le Zhengge subconsciously sped up the speed, and reached the outside of the ancestral hall almost instantly. It looks like, unfortunately I don't know it.

In the beginning, Le Zhengge came to watch with the mentality of watching a play. He helped out when he was in a good mood, and stepped on him when he was unhappy.

But when he went outside the ancestral hall, his consciousness was not disturbed, and after he saw the situation inside, his mentality completely changed. It was a forbearable anger and a forced calm.

Chong Lou immediately noticed the change in Le Zhengge, put away his original casual attitude, took a look inside, and immediately understood the reason.

There are not many people in the ancestral hall, there are six people in total, an elderly couple, a young couple, one is the villager who opened the door to arrange accommodation for them before, and the last is a half-old child!

An unknown magic circle was drawn on the ground of the ancestral hall, and the five adults stood on the five supporting points of the magic circle, and the half-grown child knelt in the center of the circle, surrounded by the adults.

The strong demonic aura emanated from that child. The child's immature face was full of pain, and sweat was all over his head and face, but for some reason he clenched his teeth tightly, and he refused to let out any. A tiny bit of sound.

Most importantly, that child is clearly a half-demon!

The expressions on the faces of several adults are different, some are worried and some are happy.

It was the young couple who presided over the circle, their expressions were pained and excited.

Le Zhengge couldn't see what this group of people wanted to do, he only knew that if he didn't do something, that child would definitely die!

So he made a move!With the momentum of lightning, the thunderbolt directly destroyed the formation. Before the adults had time to react, they were blown away by this force and the backlash of the formation.

The old couple fainted and fell to the ground. The young couple and the villager who opened the door were seriously injured, but they could barely stay awake. fainted.

"Cough...cough cough...you, you, who are you? What do you want to do? Cough cough...give me back my child!" The young woman looked at Le Zhengge in fear and anger, and sternly scolded , the hand stretched out in the direction of the child with difficulty.

That is her child, her child, her and An Lang's child...

"Hmph!" Le Zhengge snorted coldly, looking at the adults on the ground as if they were dead, and then stared at the woman who was coughing and vomiting blood: "Since it's your child, Then tell me, what were you doing just now?"

Le Zhengge's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. It seemed flat and without any ups and downs, but Chong Lou could feel his anger under forced calm.

Chong Lou didn't make a sound to stop Le Zhengge from doing anything, but just reached out and held his hand, exerting a little force to convey the power of comfort.

Le Zhengge felt this force, but he didn't break away from Chonglou's hand. The anger in his heart was a little less, and he was much calmer, but he still stared firmly at the embarrassed woman lying on the ground.

Waiting for her answer.He wanted to hear what made a mother want to murder her child!

Is it just because the child is a half-demon?

Could it be that all the banshees in this world are like that Ning Manyun, for the sake of the so-called mortal love, they even go out of their way to kill their own children?That's right, that woman is also a demon, and happens to be a fox demon!

"I...we..." The woman opened her mouth, wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak, she felt anxious, and couldn't help coughing violently, "cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." as if to It was as if my lungs were coughing up, and I continued to vomit blood desperately.

Looking at this scene, Le Zhengge was in a daze for a moment, did he really hit so hard again?It's just a power backlash.The two old men just fainted, they are still alive!This woman is going to vomit blood and vomit herself to death!

Soon the woman's husband couldn't watch it anymore, he took the woman into his arms with a distressed expression, and said anxiously: "Yanniang, how are you doing? Stop talking, stop talking!"

"An Lang..." The woman called out to the man weakly and happily, followed by several bloody coughs.

The man named An Lang looked at the blood on her mouth in horror, stretched out his trembling hands trying to wipe it off, and his voice was also trembling, "Yan Niang, I'm here, I'm here, don't talk, I'm Please, please!"

It was a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, a very sympathetic scene, Le Zhengge watched from the side, but somehow felt a chill, tsk tsk, what happened to him?Could it be that his cold-blooded index has risen again?

But he is obviously such a kind person!

Huan Le Zhengge's face was so cold that people couldn't see what he was thinking, otherwise the heavy building next to him might be black again!He is kind, and the evil spirits of the eighteenth floor of hell dare not call him evil anymore!

The author has something to say: I don’t have time to revise the essay, the days are getting more and more decadent, let’s make it up~