A smile flashed across Song Dong's face and he said.

"You guys can discuss it, I still have something to do, so go ahead!"

A flash of eagerness flashed in Hong Wuya's eyes, and he left as he stepped.

Now that he had obtained the Blood Demon Yang Eye, he had to make preparations, and this time he must kill the Demon Lingzi.

"Hey...actually, it has not been easy for Lao Hong these years."

Song Dong looked at Hong Wuya's retreating figure and sighed.

"You don't know yet, but his only son died at the hands of Demon Lingzi when he was only three years old."

"No wonder, he insists on fighting Demon Lingzi to the death."

Su Chen couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Losing a child in middle age is indeed a great misfortune in life.

"Forget it, let's not talk about Lao Hong. Let's discuss the matter about Tianyuan Spirit together."
Chapter completed!