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"Dad... Where's the father?!"

Song Linger's body trembled, and she began to look around, looking for Song Qingshu's figure.

Song Qingshu should have been playing against the demon and the monk half-length just now. Where did he go now?!

If this turbulence was due to the demon's successful self-destruction, would Song Qingshu, who is so close to the demon, be able to come back alive and return to her?!

Thinking of this, Song Ling'er also felt a little scared.

As the daughter of Song Qingshu's daughter, what should she do if she leaves Song Qingshu?

Song Ling'er subconsciously rushed to the direction of the demon, but was directly stopped by Yu Tan.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"I didn't want to do anything, but even if you rush over now, it's of little use."

Yu Tan's voice was indifferent, but after looking at Song Ling'er twice, he focused on other places.

Although she didn't like Song Qingshu, if Song Qingshu was really dead, she would not feel much better.

After all, she could see it. Although Song Qingshu was not a good kind, he was much more decent than the white phantom.

Yu Tan couldn't help sighing.

The smoke and dust that diffused from the miniature of the small world obscured everyone's sight, making everyone not understand what happened in the middle of the battlefield.

Soon, everyone also escaped from the troubled place just now, waiting for the smoke to dissipate, making everyone see what kind of ending it was.

As everyone expected, the smoke and dust gradually subsided with the flow of spiritual power, disappearing.

However, even on the battlefield, there is nothing.

Song Linger's pupils shrank.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Situ Lei also stepped forward, checking the place where the monster and Song Qingshu were originally located.

There is nothing left in that clearing.

All that is left are the traces of devastation during the fight.

Looking at Lin Fengyu, he couldn't tell what it was like.

She stepped forward, patted Song Ling'er on the shoulder, and comforted.

"Wait, how could someone like Song Qingshu die in the hands of such a disgusting thing."

After taking a look at Lin Fengyu, Yu Tan also said: "That's it, it's like that kind of garbage, how can there be a way..."

Suddenly a word in Ruan Tan was poor, and after a few pauses, he never said anything again.

Everyone was somewhat silent. In their opinion, Song Qingshu couldn't possibly die because of this kind of thing.

Moreover, even if the demon really blew himself up, there should still be a few pieces of meat left behind. How could it be possible that everything turned into fly ash in an instant, disappearing completely?!

Just as Song Linger was about to cry loudly, the space in front of everyone was suddenly distorted.

"Is it possible--"

Tang Zhengyan's eyes lit up.

At this time, this time and space will be distorted, probably only Song Qingshu alone.

Song Qingshu did not disappoint them!

Just when everyone was about to step forward and give Song Qingshu a bear hug, amidst the shock, an old man in Tsing Yi who had never been seen before appeared.

The old man had never appeared at the Daoling Pavilion meeting, and everyone looked at a loss.

Since he hadn't appeared at the Daoling Pavilion conference, then this person might not belong to Daoling Pavilion's great world.

It is not clear whether it is an enemy or a friend.

When the old man in Tsing Yi appeared, he couldn't help raising his voice in front of everyone.

"Ah, this dust is really heavy."

After all, the old man Azure is already used to living in which scroll, and now suddenly asking him to come to such a place, it is not surprising that he is a little out of breath.

"Who is your Excellency?!"

Lin Fengyu stepped forward, with the sword in front of him, but he did not dare to move.

After all, she couldn't see through the strength of this old man now. If any old guy came out suddenly, then this would not be a problem she could handle.

Although the old man Azure rarely came to the outside world, in the scroll, he probably knew what was happening outside.

Naturally, I have seen Lin Fengyu's figure.

"I...I'm just an old guy living in a magic weapon, why are you so arrogant."

The azure old man shrugged, not as tight as other people.

"Tsk, who knows what your calculations are."

The altar also stepped forward, rather shameless way.

In her opinion, it is impossible to be irrelevant who appears at this time.

Maybe, it might even be the existence of the demon after it had condensed. It was really unsettling.

Chapter 1629

The azure old man looked at everyone with a vigilant appearance, and couldn't help spreading his hands.

"I am not your enemy, why do you make me seem to harm you?"

"Even if you say that, we can't believe your side words so easily."

Lin Fengyu held the sword horizontally, and did not appear to be loose.

"The little girl dare to say it."

The azure old man smiled, brilliance flowing between his wrists.

"Stop! Senior, if you dare to act rashly, we will treat you as an enemy."

Lin Fengyu's complexion was not very good, even the ancestors of Chen Tan and Tianfeng on the side looked like they were waiting.

They would not ignore the heavier pressure from the old man.

"what……"

The azure old man really didn't have any energy to go down with the ink like everyone else. With a wave of his cyan sleeves, he drew a stream of light in the air.

The streamer cut an arc in the void and fell in front of everyone's eyes, as if the old man wanted to use some magical power.

"you--"

The sword in Lin Fengyu's hand was about to be unsheathed, but Song Ling'er swept out quickly and landed in front of the old man.

"Ling'er?! What are you doing!"

Lin Fengyu was startled, and hurriedly deflected the sword light, the sword light engraved with the chills fell directly on the open space beside Song Ling'er.

Song Ling'er did not pay attention to Lin Fengyu's question behind him, but raised her eyes and asked the sky green old man rather seriously: "You have my father's breath in you, tell me where you hid him!"

The azure old man's eyebrows brightened, he did not expect that he was already in a state of disguise, and he would even be seen through by this little girl.

"How do you see that I have the breath of that kid?"

The old man stroked his beard and asked suddenly.

Even if he is really seen through, he still needs to know where he is missing, what is it that hasn't been in place, so that the little guy Song Linger found out that he had the breath of Song Qingshu?

"Because I have a connection with Dad, as long as you have a breath of Dad on your body, or have something related to Dad, you will be discovered by me."

Song Ling'er curled her lips.

Moreover, if it hadn't been for the old man Azure moved some hands and feet, she would have discovered that this old man had some connection with Song Qingshu.

"So that's it."

The azure old man nodded.

"Since this is the case, then I won't tease you anymore."

The azure old man shrugged, and then he took out something from the streamer.

Seeing that the old man had an extra sack in his hand, everyone couldn't help but put their eyes on the sack.

Only Song Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and took the sack.

After the sack was opened, everyone saw Song Qingshu in the sack.

Although it cannot be said to be unscathed, it is not easy to be able to leave a complete body after experiencing this degree of explosion.

Song Ling'er raised her eyes, looked at the young old man beside her, and bowed.

"Okay, this kid can be considered to be returned to you, my old fellow should go back to his place and have a good rest."

The sky-green old man said that it was a fluttering sleeve, and before everyone asked, a breeze came, and the figure disappeared.

"So what is the origin of that senior..."

Lin Fengyu uttered his words, and retracted the sword to his waist.

"Anyway, it's a good thing that this kid is fine."

The ancestor Tianfeng looked down, looking at Song Qingshu in the bag.

With just a glance, he could see that Song Qingshu had just passed out in a coma now, no matter whether it was the soul or the body, there was not much damage.

"So... we are not considered successful now?"

Situ Lei suddenly spoke, and everyone present was also taken aback for a moment and looked at each other.

"It seems like... this is the case?"

Immediately afterwards, everyone collapsed to the ground like a loose string.

Even Tang Zhengyan didn't care about the face of some fairyland powerhouse, and directly found a place to sit down.

After a long time, Song Qingshu woke up leisurely.

"Tsk."

Song Qingshu shook his head, throwing all the messy thoughts out of his head.

"Dad, are you awake?"

Song Linger stepped forward and grabbed Song Qingshu by the corner of his clothes.

"Well, but what just happened, I don't remember anything."

Song Qingshu looked around, there are no traces of demons around now?

"You were sent back by a senior in cyan clothes."

Song Ling'er pouted, rather dissatisfied.

When Song Qingshu heard this, he couldn't guess who saved him.

However, he did not expect that the old man would appear in front of everyone that day.

"Now that monster has been cleaned up..." Song Qingshu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the crowd gathered beside him.

"That means going back to the great world, back to our home."

Song Qingshu looked down and pointed at his fingertips.

He had set up a beacon before the passage, and as long as he used his spiritual power to urge, the beacon would turn into a line to guide them back.

And even on the way back, no matter how many people were making noise, the sleeping monsters were silent.

Probably because the leader of the demon was defeated by them, the demon had lost the commander, and only fell to the current field.

"father."

Song Ling'er suddenly pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve corner.

"what happened?"