Your home is always the warmest and most secure place. Of course, the premise is that the family is harmonious and the whole family is happy.

Once, Andy Lau had a song called "Going Home is so nice, it's a simple and sincere song, which is beautiful, and Qingchen now understands this feeling.

It is so tiring to work outside, and I am still carrying those heavy hatreds and missions. The only thing that can give me warmth is my home.

Fortunately, my wife is gentle and virtuous, and the children are well-behaved and sensible.

He looked at the star in Tianyuan. It had always acted like the sun around the earth, but relatively speaking, there was no warmth and coldness of the four seasons, just like a high-end light bulb.

Another use is of course to prompt time. No matter where you are, you can see what time it is now by looking up. The star is directly linked to time and is the most standard timekeeping machine.

Therefore, that star also has a name, called Standard Star.

At this point, the light of the standard star has been completely covered. At night, the hollow shadow of the standard star can be seen in the sky. Its appearance moves with the movement of the standard star and is used to calculate the time of the night.

The children should have already slept, right? Qingchen thought this way and tiptoed into his door, hoping not to wake up his wife, but there is a high probability that she is still waiting for herself in the room and keeping her last bite of food for herself.

But unexpectedly, all the lights at home were on. Qingchen was a little surprised. It was lit up. Even if it was a night tour, the children should have come back to play. Why haven’t they washed up and went to bed?

"You're back."

Qingchen was startled. The sound suddenly sounded behind him, and he was as cold as a ghost, as if he had lost his soul, but the vocal cords of the walking corpse vibrated and made a sound.

What kind of person has experienced what things to speak like this?

He turned around and saw a "silent ghost" with disheveled hair. The honor would not make people feel "pleasant" in any case, but when Qingchen saw it, his heart was almost broken.

He stumbled towards his wife, almost unable to stand firm, hugged her shoulders, and asked in panic: "Hou, Houtu, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's going on? Why are you so many wounds on you? Who did you fight with? Who hurt you? Tell me quickly and tell me that there are Qingluan and the others..."

"Xiaoqing, and A Yue," Houtu's shoulders shook, and his body trembled continuously with sobbing. His messy hair touched his mouth, "It was taken away by the 'Holy Prison's' people!"

Qingchen's pupils shrank, "Holy Punishment?"

The Holy Judgment is the most direct and most advanced executive institution affiliated to the Inquisition, and the most holy and official organization among every independent region. In comparison, even Emperor Ming, who is the manager of the seventh-grade region, has his own execution group Angel Legion, but if he encounters the Holy Judgment, he will have no resistance at all.

Because it's not of the same level at all.

But the problem is that the Holy Prison will never be dispatched easily. As mentioned earlier, because if more and more cosmic people come to "Xingyong" and the fact that Emperor Ming wants to create the eighth district is exposed, this level may provoke the House of Representatives.

Note that if you only provoke the House of Representatives in the Seventh-rank district, if you have a good relationship in the House of Representatives, you can even suppress things, but generally speaking, the collective vote of the House of Representatives will sort out the evidence and clues of such matters and submit them to the court.

The court is the place where the highest will and ruling is made. Since it is to make a ruling and express the highest level of bottom-line will, it must have strong execution capabilities. The "holy ruling" is the fundamental basis for ensuring the implementation of this will.

If the crisis involving the regional manager level and the origin of the space is similar to such a big event, the Holy Prison will be dispatched, but to catch his two children?

"Houtu, what's going on? Did the Holy Prisoner say that it was because of the incident that caught Qingluan and the others?" Qingchen frowned, "Also, why did you fight? Did anyone of them take the lead in attacking you?"

He knew that his wife was not an unreasonable person, and she was relatively calm when encountering things and could not do stupid things. She would reach the current situation and she would definitely have no choice.

"No, no, they said nothing," Houtu's mood finally stabilized a little. Qingchen pushed away the broken hair on her face, and her eyes were still swollen, "but..."

Qingchen kissed her cheek, comforted her like coaxing her child and asked, "It's just what?"

"It's just that you're all blamed!"

As he said that, Hou Tu suddenly turned into thousands of white ling lights, attacking Qingchen's body like thousands of sharp arrows!

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!

Qingchen's nostrils opened slightly, and he had already realized the realm of the true meaning of God. Besides, even if he did not, he could not hurt himself even if he only followed his cultivation after becoming a saint and the power of the laws he had practiced, with the Nine-Turnful Light of Houtu, he could not hurt himself at all.

But this time, he chose to bear the pain she brought to himself.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Qingchen knelt weakly on the ground, and raised his head slightly behind him, "Is it enough? Come again if it's not enough."

"小——"

The dagger stabbed into the chest.

Qingchen looked at the dagger, which was shaped like a key.

Once she handed over another key to herself, letting herself go out with confidence, giving herself the greatest trust, and even letting herself go to another woman who almost got married to her.

Now she used the key of her home, which is her magic weapon she brought from the earth, to her chest with her own hands. The key turned into the shape of a dagger and could not be pulled out. She could only let it hurt in her chest.

"The Holy Prisoner said that it was because of Lucifer, who came to capture Xiaoqing and Ayue," Houtu looked at him coldly, his eyes still red, "You promised me that this incident will not affect the family, but it has already affected it, so you must pay the price for it!"

She never talked to herself in such a cold tone, and never lost her reason like this. They were really a model traditional couple who respected each other.

But as a mother, she was even terrifying in shape, and even wanted to kill herself, she wanted to kill the Golden Armored Saint Jue.

So that's it. Qingchen closed his eyes and felt the pain in his chest. Haha, Lucifer, it was so fast. He just left there. It's so good. Everyone cooperated well.

Now, whether it is the Holy Lord, Lucifer or Emperor Ming, if he does not return his child, he will die!
Chapter completed!