Song Ci knows that there are a lot of gossips about him, but he can't find a suitable opportunity to prove to others that he is not a demon.
The matter of destroying the punishment whip is at the head, and he will naturally not go out and run around.
I have nothing to do in the sun and sleep.
However, he noticed that there was a smaller scroll next to the scroll of the god's history, and Rong Bai ignored it. Song Ci was interested in that.
The wounds I suffered when fighting with Tu Shanyue also passed through the spring water that night. It ’s almost good. The five tails after the blood fusion gave him some confidence. Even if the Tushan patriarch sent someone to come to the door And he did not show fear.
Of course, one thing that made him care a little more was who was the beautiful woman crucified on that big tree in Rong Baimeng.
Why can Rong Bai be so safe and lean on the woman without any resistance?
Will he have something to do with the sister he hates ...
In short, many guesses, he has been waiting to enter Rong Bai's dream again. Unfortunately, it is not clear whether Rong Bai did not dream any more or he failed to enter the dream. The sleep of Song Ci for a few days was blank.
This made Song Ci very depressed. He sat on the threshold and sighed, staring at the blue sky, thinking about how to get started.
"What's your sigh?" Feng Zhuojun's voice suddenly appeared.
In fact, since the Song Ci was pulled out of Kunlun's fantasy on that day, Feng Zhuojun disappeared, as if not very disturbing.
Seeing him sigh now, he jumped out again and pointed out.
"I want to know Rong Bai ..." Song Ci considered for a moment, and concluded, "Why did he hate Tu Shan so much, didn't he take the effort to leave Divine Realm later? Since rumors say he was driven out of Tu Shan Yes, it means that he had a big conflict with Tu Shan when he left. "
"This is simple." Feng Zhuojun said, "There are two historical scrolls in Rongbai's Library, one for the gods and one for Tushan. You can go and see."
"The original share is Tu Shan Shi axis." Song Ci muttered to himself.
"It seems that you have already seen the two historical scrolls." Feng Zhuojun said, "The original Tushan historical scroll was actually written by Rong Bai himself. After he left Tushan, the historical scroll was burned. If you go to see, He must know Rong Bai's past, but ... "
"But what?" Song Ci asked.
At the same time also got up and went to the library.
"Rong Bai's past was a bit heavy. If you want to see it, you must be psychologically prepared," he said.
Song Ci paused for a moment. After he said, his heart was a little bit embarrassed, especially the heavy word. He knew that Feng Zhuojun would definitely not say that he would be hesitant, and he was afraid that the word heavier than "heavy" More serious.
However, the pause was only a short moment. Song Ci walked silently to the library, because Rongbite ordered it, so the fairy servant who was standing at the door of the palace was not blocked. The moment he stepped into the door, the fairy hanging on the wall of the palace The lights came on, and the servant closed the gate gently.
The library is not empty, full of dense books, but when there is only one person, it will inevitably be too quiet, and even the footsteps can be heard clearly.
According to the memory, Song Ci went to the book shelf that Rong Bai had previously opened, and learned to gather his divine power in the palm of his hand and press it lightly on the book shelf. The strength in the shelf echoed with the palm of the book, and the book shelf issued a crunch Ringing, slowly pulled away in front of Song Ci, exposing the two scrolls floating in it.
Still big and small.
Rong Bai had no intention of concealing it at first, that is, he thought that the scroll could show Song Ci, so Song Ci did not hesitate.
He took down the smaller scroll and slowly stretched it out. Unlike the Divine History Scroll, the scroll of Tu Shan's Scroll exudes white light and there are no traces of pen and ink on the surface.
Song Ci closed his eyes, turned the consciousness into a ray of light, and devoted himself to the scroll. After a soft white light passed, the entire sight dimmed, and a depressing dark color was revealed, making Song Ci very uncomfortable.
He looked around and saw several scrolls hanging out of nothing, neatly arranged, but different from what I just saw, there are pictures on these unrolled scrolls.
Song Ci swept again, choosing the first volume, and then all the scrolls were shaken by the wind, shaking out the sound of the scrolls, all the colors in the eyes faded later, and the gorgeous wind was rendered a gorgeous Sunset.
Song Ci froze in the face of this scene. He turned around and saw a very tall tree behind him. The leaves were dense and dense, with a very dense canopy. The breeze slipped over the treetops, causing a rattle.
Song Ci looked up and saw a child in black clothes sitting on the trunk. He was holding the trunk and staring straight into the sunset in the distance. A pair of beautiful dark eyes were red.
The child's black hair was curled up, and his sleeve was pulled to the arm to reveal a small half of the white arm, of which the right arm was red and swollen.
Song Ci looked down for a while, then set off to jump on a tree branch, and looked at him up close, but unexpectedly found that the child was Rong Bai when he was a child.
See it at a glance, because it's too much.
But it wasn't snowy blue eyes.
The corner of the child's mouth was slightly down, his eyes were dazzling, he didn't know what he was looking at, and his face was full of longing, without concealing.
There are some scars on the surface of the powder carved jade, I don't know who to fight with or fall, but it looks pitiful anyway.
This place is quiet, as if only Rongbai was alone.
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However, what makes Song Ci care more is that the man's eyes toward Rongbai are full of disgust without any concealment, which makes Song Ci's eyelids jump.
Sure enough, the next moment, the man suddenly stretched out his right hand and held his claws. Rong Bai's neck was unguarded, and he pulled down sharply.
Rong Bai didn't have time to respond at all, and his body looked very clumsy. After bumping his limbs and hitting several thick branches, he slammed his face down on the ground, but fortunately, it was all under the grass, not serious enough to break his head. Blood flow.
Song Ci only felt angrily, and even his fingertips trembled. For the first time, he had an inexplicable killing intention. In fact, he had very little intention to kill. He lived as a real person for more than 20 years. Knowing the law of killing, you will never kill yourself because you become a demon.
Nor will you give birth and death at will.
But the man in front of him let Song Ci's murderous heart show up.
He took two deep breaths and calmed down his mind, and saw Rong Bai awkwardly rising from the ground, very afraid of the man in front of him, shrinking his neck and back, and even the grass on his body was flawlessly taken care of, and shouted lowly. Said, "Master Father."
Song Ci did not expect that this rude man such as Rong Bai turned out to be Rong Bai's father, and Tu Shan's current patriarch, Tu Shanyu.
Looking at his cold face, it was obvious that he had no father or son affection for Rong Bai.
"Who expects you to be lazy here?" He whispered.
"Father, I have been practicing for a day, and want to take a break ..." Rong Bai's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and the child's eyes were a bit pitiful.
But Tu Shanzhang was not moved at all, he threw out a long white whip and drew directly to Rongbai.
Song Ci was startled. He subconsciously rushed to catch the whip, but didn't want to throw it away. He didn't touch anything. He stared at Rong Bai's arm with a whip. He suddenly had bleeding whip marks. The small body rolled in a circle in the air and fell to the ground again.
It was only this time that he got up quickly, and he didn't even fall down from the tree until he had a long delay. Without touching the wound, he stood with his head down and looked like he was wrong.
"As long as you haven't transformed your body, you have to practice it all the time! There is no right to rest at all!" Tu Shanzhang's words were quite heavy, and he smashed a ton on his head. Rong Bai resisted his trembling body and gritted his teeth. " I see, father. "
Song Ci was about to die from this popularity, and was distressed and angry, and his intense emotions made his brain hurt.
"Tu Shanyu!" At this time, a loud cry came from the side.
I saw a flash of red light passing by, and then a loud applause reminded me. When I looked intently, I saw a beautiful and pretty woman in a red dress standing in front of Tu Shanyu. Her stunning face was full of anger. The stare was too big, and there was red blood in the eyes.
She slaps Tu Shanmao fiercely, almost shaking Tu Shanmao's half of her face.
What shocked Song Ci was that he found that this woman was exactly the one who appeared in Rong Baimeng and was nailed to the tree, and he seemed to have guessed the identity of the woman.
Eight out of nine are Rong Bai's mother.
"Tu Shan Rong Sang, how dare you do it to me?" Tu Shanzhang gritted his teeth, his face was fierce.
Rong Sang was not afraid of him at all, "A Bai is our child and the only child in the family who has an orthodox bloodline and is born with nine tails. He is inherently noble. Why do you hit him ?! Are you worthy?"
"It's just a waste that hasn't turned out to be a god! He's lazy here, why can't I teach him?" Tu Shanzheng said nothing, and he didn't feel guilty for hitting the white space. disgust.
Song Ci didn't understand the meaning of the deities in his mouth, but it might have something to do with Rong Bai's black hair and black eyes now. Obviously it wasn't the first time he was beaten.
Rongsang glared at Tu Shanjiu, turned and squatted beside Rong Bai, and touched his arm, then rubbed Rong Bai's face, "Son, we are not practicing today, and we are not in a hurry to become a god, you Take it easy."
"Tu Shan Rong Sang! If you interfere in the matter of Rong Baihua, I will tell the elders in the clan and let them deal with you." Tu Shanxi threatened.
Rongsang sneered, "Let them come, I will take them away today, if you dare to move him at will, I will make you look good even if I die!"
Rong Sang's blue eyes were full of rage, and it was set off by her dazzling red dress, which was fierce and fierce, and did not fear the threat of Tu Shanyu, and left Rong Bai directly.
The rest of Tu Shanzhang had a frost on his face. If he could see Song Ci, he would probably be scared by the expression of Song Ci. Rong Sang's expression was fierce and angry again, and he was not murderous, but Song Ci's eyes were full of The intention to kill Tu Shanyu.
After Rong Bai left, the entire picture was frozen, and the previous scroll appeared again. Song Ci, full of anger, chose the next volume.
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