The man's voice trembled, and after speaking, he knelt straight down at Liang Meng.

Liang Meng was dumbfounded, what a big deal to force a man to be like this.

"Rise up first, and say whatever you want. Yunmengtang opens the door to solve problems, and your wish will be fulfilled. ”

Hearing what Liang Meng said with such certainty, the man shook his body and stood up.

Step by step, he walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

Seeing the man like this, Liang Meng frowned and speculated: Could it be that he has some terminal illness?

The man lowered his head and was speechless for a long time.

Liang Meng didn't bother him, giving him enough time to ease his mood.

After a while, the man raised his hand and brushed the strands of hair that had fallen in front of him behind his ears.

His eyes did not look at Liang Meng, but looked straight ahead of him, and the fingers on his lap kept twisting the stained robe.

"Hall Master, I'm sick. ”

The man suddenly turned around, his eyes were round and big, and he said this to Liang Meng with a strange expression.

Liang Meng???

I saw it. It's obvious.

"You,"

As soon as Liang Meng opened her mouth and spit out a word, the man interrupted her and said another word.

"But I don't know how long I've been sick, I don't know. ”

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and pulled his hair in annoyance.

Liang Meng secretly wondered, is it not a mental illness?

"I really don't know. ”

The man held his head in his hands, his eyes were red, and the hair that had just brushed behind his ears was now falling back in front of his eyes.

"I don't know how long I've been eating that filthy thing. ”

"I always thought I had eaten something rotten, so my mouth always smelled foul. ”

"I've been sick ever since. Yes, it must be. ”

The man's preface did not match the afterword, and it was extremely confusing. Liang Meng and Legend are confused.

"Can you elaborate on that. What have you eaten?"

Liang Meng saw that the man's mood was close to collapse, so he interrupted his self-talk.

Unexpectedly, hearing Liang Meng's question, the man fell to the ground and retched.

This scared Liang Meng.

What's the matter? What the hell do you eat, and you are so sensitive and disgusted?

The man's emaciated body curled up in a ball on the ground, trembling with a retching voice.

The shoulder blades almost pierced through the clothes.

Liang Meng hurriedly asked the legend to step forward and help the man up from the ground and sit in the chair, and brought him a cup of tea, so that he could drink some to get rid of his nausea.

When the man finally stabilized, Liang Meng didn't dare to ask casually.

It's emotionally uncontrollable and manic at every turn, or it's retching.

How can I ask that?

"Forgive me, Lord Wang, it's me who lost my temper. ”

The man smiled weakly at Liang Meng with a teacup. Pale lips are chapped to peeling.

"If it's hard to say, don't say it again. ”

"But,"

After listening to Liang Meng, the man thought that Liang Meng was going to drive him out and was unwilling to treat him.

He stood up from his chair in a panic, and splashed all the unfinished tea on the stained teal robe.

"Don't be in a hurry. ”

Liang Meng raised his hand and asked the man to sit down in the chair.

"Just sit and I'll take care of the rest. ”

After speaking, without waiting for the man to say anything else, he bit his finger and drew a spell in the air. As the spell in his mouth was spit out, the charm was attached to the man's forehead, and the Chixuan sword mark also shimmered.

The man slowly closed his eyes. The body that had been tense since I came in slowly loosened.

Liang Meng recited the spell again, and the light of the Chixuan Sword Seal pointed directly at the spell on the man's forehead.

After a moment, Liang Meng waved his sleeve robe against the charm.

The spell floated from the man's forehead into the air and slowly opened.

Liang Meng and Legend stared intently at the screen of the spell opening.