Red Heart Survey

No matter how cold and ruthless Zhuang Chengqian was. For Zhuang Mingqi's death, he will also feel heartbroken. After all, that was the only son of him and Song Wanxi.

But he knew very well that under the circumstances back then, even if he showed up, he couldn't save Zhuang Mingqi. He knows what the right choice is and he's just making the right choice.

He hurts, but doesn't regret it.

The only choice in his life that made him regret was the death of Song Wanxi. The Bone God said that he did not shed a single tear at that time, and he did not deny it. But at that moment, crying is useless, and he does not do useless things.

"Do you know what I hate about you the most?"

'Zhuang Chengqian' faced the two balls of soul fire, never regarded him as a god, only regarded him as an opponent that must be defeated: "I always say these provocative words without any emotion. You think you know 'people' very well, but You’ve been a god for so long, you don’t even know what a ‘human’ is!”

"You think you know me?"

He unsheathed the Sauvignon Blanc sword from his waist, flicked it casually, and penetrated deeply into the ground.

He had had enough of the sword's constant resistance, so he simply threw it aside.

But it's not so much that he's had enough, it's better to say that he's just eliminating all distractions and allowing himself to reach his peak state. Greet the Bone God head-on.

Because the fate he has been waiting for for nearly two hundred years has come!

"Great as you, do you remember..." He asked God of Bone Bones: "What day is today?"

What day is today?

In the inner mansion, Jiang Wang frowned, and he found that he... seemed to have fallen into Zhuang Chengqian's design again.

Summoning Bone Venerable God to break the situation should be his flash of inspiration, an act of genius. But Zhuang Chengqian seemed to have made preparations in advance.

He was not afraid of the coming of the Bone Venerable God at all.

Even judging from his tone, the day when all this happened was chosen by him.

This feeling that every move is in the game is very disturbing.

What day is today?

Bone God listened to this question clearly.

This day is not easy.

It is the third day of the first lunar month, the red dog day, which has always been an unknown period.

But the Bone God is very clear, it has a deeper meaning.

Because this day is the day of the catastrophe that he set for Zhuang Chengqian back then, and it is the time when Zhuang Chengqian will never live!

Lifeless Calamity is his strongest magic, which involves his divine power. Can't be activated easily.

There is no life, no kalpa, death and no life.

Even if Zhuang Chengqian was already a real person in the world back then, it would be unlucky for him to be hit by this technique.

He was also very puzzled, and didn't understand why Zhuang Chengqian was able to live until now.

Until now, Zhuang Chengqian gave the answer.

He really couldn't resist the power of inanimate kalpa, or he never got rid of inanimate kalpa at all. His escaping by feigning death, and escaping with his remnant soul in the lifeless period are all just delays...

Delay the robbery day that should have happened nearly two hundred years ago until today!

Maybe he couldn't delay any longer, or he didn't dare to give Jiang Wang another year to grow up, and he didn't dare to bet on next year's competition.

But anyway, it was his chosen day.

In other words, Zhuang Chengqian's coming today is something that Zhuang Chengqian had already prepared for!

So, where is his preparation?

Click, click.

There were two soft sounds of bones rubbing against each other, and the bone skeleton jumped up.

He no longer waits for the accumulation of power to be perfect!

Or can't, or don't want to, or... dare not.

A ghost god who has passed through a long time, changed his mind for Zhuang Chengqian.

But that's not uncommon either. Even such a great Nether God has been influenced by Zhuang Chengqian more than once.

His kingdom of bones and his plan to come to this world have all been more or less influenced by Zhuang Chengqian.

Of course, this skeleton is not the deity of the Bone God, but it is also the strongest body that he can use in the present world. It is the precious accumulation of his countless years in the past, which is enough to show terrifying power in the present world.

Crossing the two realms, it cost a huge price to send this body to this ancient devil's lair.

What He asked, of course, was not to vent his anger.

In other words, He may not have the emotion of "anger".

He wants to truly control the situation and sit in the "robbing situation"!

This jump is very light, but there is a naturalness that blends into this world.

Live here, live here, live here.

This skeleton seems to belong to this ancient magic cave by nature, and this jump is what will happen here as a matter of course.

Frost shines on the bones.

In the cruel coldness, there is a kind of holy praise.

Make people fear Him, worship Him, and believe in Him!

Before he could actually make a move, the body that 'Zhuang Chengqian' was occupying now could no longer move.

With his great will, he was able to contend with the instinct of kneeling and prostrating.

This physical body, which was only cultivated in the inner palace of supernatural powers, was completely intimidated by the power of the gods.

In the process of leaping, Bone Skeleton's slender and fragile bony hands gently closed to form a fist.

The body that 'Zhuang Chengqian' occupies now is completely shackled, lifted up, and fixed in mid-air!

Waiting for the due divine punishment, to meet the doomed death.

The skeleton fist swung out. At the same time as it was swung, it landed on the face of 'Zhuang Chengqian'.

Snapped!

There was an intense crisp sound.

'Zhuang Chengqian''s head didn't explode as it should.

Because a palm as white as jade, at the critical moment, circled around the face of 'Zhuang Chengqian' and stopped the punch!

Almost at the same time as the skeleton punched, the blood coffin standing behind 'Zhuang Chengqian' suddenly opened!

A beautiful woman jumped out of it.

'Zhuang Chengqian', the true blood puppet devil made by combining Song Wanxi's demon body and Song Hengjiang's soul, was out of the coffin at this moment.

The blood puppet, the real devil and the white bone skeleton, ignoring space and time at the same time, collided around the body that 'Zhuang Chengqian' now occupies!

This moment.

'Zhuang Chengqian' couldn't move and was fixed in the air.

The white-boned skeleton leaped forward, facing him head-on, and the skeleton's fist, which could not be fully closed, pressed down on him.

But that suffocating and terrifying divine power could no longer advance an inch.

The beautiful woman was sticking behind him, and his soft body was felt by him.

The white and silky jade arms gently circled his body, and the palms were turned outwards, blocking the face of this body.

The palm of the hand is touching the fist of the bone skeleton, and the back of the hand is against his face.

It is cold to the touch.

However, the heart is hot.

Do not speculate, do not grieve.

Song Wanxi covered her face with her hands and held him in her arms.

There is no need to look back, 'Zhuang Chengqian' can fully imagine the phoenix eyes and red lips behind him, every detail, the exquisite curves, and the thrilling beauty.

She is clinging to him.

She is protecting him.

She seemed to have come back, as if she had never left.

Did she never leave?

At this critical moment of life and death, 'Zhuang Chengqian' slowly closed his eyes.

He felt a great softness in his heart.

Even if this kind of warmth is false, even if there is a bloody and cruel truth under the skin of warmth, even if he himself is a part of that bloody part, he still wants to be fascinated by it.

Even if it is short.