Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1210 How long is a lifetime?
"It's Hideo Abe again..." Song Chen couldn't calm down, but developed a great hatred for this onmyoji whom he had never met before.

This person not only killed An Ran and Second Master Qin, but even Qin Zhiyu did not let go, and became a ghost in his formation, all of this was just for the sake of longevity.

What's so good about longevity?
Even though longevity can bring people an immortal appearance, an immortal body, and a sense of superiority, what one obtains in the end is eternal loneliness, the kind of loneliness that can never be reincarnated, and it is born with it.

But people just can't get around these hurdles.

Song Chen looked at Sang Ling, with no doubts in his eyes, and asked sincerely: "Sang Ling, you are so powerful, you must be able to deal with this person, right?"

"I can't." Sang Ling shook her head bluntly, and cast a glance at Song Chen: "I won't tell you the reason for this. Instead of worrying about it, you might as well think about how you will live your life."

It's useless for Song Chen to worry about these things. Except for Fu Yuejun, no one can deal with Hideo Abe. Why should Song Chen worry about these things? It will only add to his troubles.

Song Chen shook his head: "It's been such a long life, what am I in such a hurry for?"

"Second Master Song, do you know how long a lifetime is?"

Sang Ling raised her eyebrows, looked at Song Chen arrogantly and coldly, and educated him like an adult: "I don't know how long a life is, let alone a lifetime. Your life is not that valuable. You are just a person in this world. It's nothing more than an ant!"

"Don't be so unbelievable, let me teach you one more sentence, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes!"

Mortals were created by gods, if the gods are unhappy, this mortal is just a tool for them to vent their anger, the gods regard all things as ants, this statement is not groundless.

In his own opinion, Song Chen's life is quite valuable, it can benefit the people, and he can carry the burden for the people, but in the eyes of the gods, he is just an ant under their feet.

In this life, it is not long to say long.

And their whole life is just between her fingers.

Song Chen snorted disdainfully, and hummed with a raised eyebrow: "You can pull it down, you are only half a little old, and you still utter wild words that you have come from here, you are not so thick-skinned."

It seems that in Sang Ling's eyes, he is the child who hasn't grown up.

But in fact, this Sang Ling is younger than him.

This time, the violent Sang Ling ignored Song Chen and just smiled.

She just looks like a loli, but her actual age is much older than ordinary people. She is used to life and death in the world, and she also serves as a transitional healer, sending away many souls.

After all, this is Song Chen's own business, and has nothing to do with her. What kind of path Song Chen and Qin Zhiyu will take in the future is all their own good fortune, and she is too lazy to worry about it!

At worst, after he dies, he will be sent to the underworld through her, which is due to some fate.

On the way down the mountain, Sang Ling, Song Chen and all the shadows followed Jin Tingxiao closely, and followed him to find Fu Yuejun, not daring to leave for a moment, for fear that he would do something stupid.

If this man can't find Fu Yuejun, he will be driven into a hurry, and under the collapse, he can do anything.

I don't know how long I was looking for, but Jin Tingxiao was finally willing to go back.

Sang Ling was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting, but seeing him like this, she forcefully suppressed the fire and did not burst out.

(End of this chapter)