At the same time, Meng Xin, who was sleeping peacefully in the Mirror Flower Water Moon Wing, had a dream in which she dreamed that she was standing on a white jade bridge, surrounded by fiery red flowers, the kind of flowers on the other side known as the Flower of Death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a white mist on the bridge, and the surroundings became blurred, and she seemed to be waiting for someone with a bowl of tea soup in her hand. At this moment, a petite figure came, and the fog was so great that she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Seeing the person approaching, Meng Xin subconsciously handed the tea soup in her hand forward, a pair of cold hands touched her hand, the cold feeling was so real, she couldn't help but shiver, she looked up and took a closer look, that person was Su Mo'er......

"Boom-" A thunderclap exploded, Meng Xin woke up from the dream, her back broke out in a cold sweat, that dream was too real, and now I can't help but feel a chill when I think about it.

Meng Xin desperately comforted herself that it was just a dream, Su Mo'er should be in the royal hunting ground at the moment, how could something happen! She got up and poured a glass of water, calming down.

Suddenly, a black shadow floated outside the window, Meng Xin was startled, and suddenly felt that the figure was very familiar, and she rushed out in a ghostly manner. It was raining heavily, and from time to time a thunderclap exploded, tearing the sky apart.

Under the light of lightning, Meng Xin saw a person standing at the door of Su Mo'er's room, Meng Xin unconsciously ran over, stood not far from the person, and shouted:

"Who are you, what are you doing there!"

The man didn't speak, just stood there with his head bowed. Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, but in an instant, Meng Xin saw the person clearly, she couldn't help but scream in horror, that person was Su Mo'er, she was wet as if she had gotten up from the water, and the most terrifying thing was that her face was full of blood, and her eyes were white.

"Boom-" There was another thunderclap, Meng Xin screamed again and woke up, it turned out to be a dream within a dream! It happened that Ming Yan came back from the bottom of the pond with Lin Moyu, and when he heard Meng Xin's scream, he thought something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to Meng Xin's room.

Meng Xin was shocked, saw Ming Yan coming in, rushed over with a rolling belt, reached out and grabbed Ming Yan's arms, her nails dug into her flesh, she said in a trembling voice:

"Mo'er...... I dreamed that Mo'er ....... her back...... It's all blood! It's all blood! What's wrong with Mo'er?"

After speaking, Meng Xin couldn't help but break down and cry, crying heartbreakingly, two nightmares in a row predicted to her that something must have happened to Su Mo'er, she had never been so scared in her heart, it was too terrifying, she couldn't accept it, how could Su Mo'er die like this.

Ming Yan looked at Meng Xin, who was crying, her heart felt like she had been hammered hard, she couldn't help but weaken her legs, and she sat down on the chair. She can dismiss other people having this kind of nightmare, but Meng Xin is different.

She is the reincarnation of Meng Po, she has the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, since she dreamed that Su Mo'er had an accident, it proves that Su Mo'er is already more than lucky, how can this be! That group of bastards really dared to attack Su Mo'er.

Ming Yan's eyes erupted in an astonishing cold light in the darkness, that cold light was full of killing intent, she could not care about those villains making a move on her, but she would never allow them to make a move on the people she cared about.

She won't let them go, if something really happens to Su Mo'er, she will let the entire Qing sect accompany Su Mo'er to bury, Ming Yan is not only talking about the Qing sect in the world, but also the Qing sect in the upper realm.

Lin Moyu didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet, although he was also frightened by Meng Xin's nightmare, but he didn't understand Meng Xin's life experience, so he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, after all, Ming Yan had taken her to the underworld and demon world, could he still find someone?

Ming Yan walked out of the door, with a wave of his sleeves, a firework pierced the sky, blooming in the night sky on a rainy night, those fireworks exploded, rippling out a circle of words similar to spells, and then there were fireworks in the distance, one after another, like a beacon fire transmitting signals.

When all the fireworks fell, half an hour later, hundreds of white-clothed people wearing white masks appeared on the surrounding walls and roofs, and they appeared one by one like ghosts, and then knelt down in unison against the smoke and shouted in unison:

"The disciples of the outer sect of the Five Spirits Sect, meet the Holy Aunt!"

"The disciples of the Five Spirits Sect listened to the order and quickly went to the Qing Sect in the world, no matter who it was, if there was a resistant, they would all be killed. ”

"The disciple has an order!"

Hundreds of people roared neatly, piercing through the rain curtain to the hearts of the people, Meng Xin looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, with undried tears on her face. This rainy night was deeply rooted in her heart, making the wheel of her fate slowly turn.

Meng Xin struggled to stand up, she staggered forward, grabbed Ming Yan's sleeve tightly, her voice trembled and asked with a hint of despair:

"Did I really foresee it, did Mo'er really have an accident?

Meng Xin broke down and shouted, almost tearing Ming Yan's sleeve, Ming Yan frowned, and waved his hand hard, Meng Xin was knocked to the ground, Ming Yan bent down and pinched her chin, staring at her with ice in his eyes, and said word by word:

"If you want to save her, think of everything quickly, if not, even the Great Luo Immortal can't save her. ”

"You're crazy! If you don't save Mo'er, what do you want me to think?"

"Only you know what you think, you are the last trump card of the guarantee, and it is best not to disappoint me. ”

Ming Yan snorted coldly, shook off Meng Xin and disappeared with those white-clothed people In the night, Lin Moyu saw it and hurriedly followed, Meng Xin sat on the ground and gasped for breath, watching so many people disappear in an instant, and his heart was shocked.

At this time, Wuji, who was also dressed in white, appeared behind Meng Xin, Meng Xin turned around and saw his slightly worried and inquiring eyes, Meng Xin rushed over and hugged Wuji tightly as if he had found a life-saving straw.

Wuji was stunned, stiff and didn't dare to move, and he didn't know where to put his hands at a loss. Meng Xin couldn't care about any shyness anymore, she said with a crying voice:

"Wuji, I'm so scared, something happened to Mo'er, Mingyan said that I was the last trump card to save Mo'er, but how can I save it! I don't know anything, I really don't know what to do!"

Wuji's eyes suddenly became gloomy when he heard this, Meng Xin didn't know what this meant, but Wuji knew! He raised his hand to put his arm around Meng Xin's shoulders and gave her a comforting hug, but there was a look of storm in his eyes.

Ming Yan led people to kill the Qing Sect, the people of the Qing Sect were defenseless, and they were shocked to see a group of people of unknown origin attacking the sect at night, and the gap in strength was huge, so that the disciples of the Qing Sect were all killed under the sharp knife, and they didn't even know what happened before they died.

There are only some disciples left in the sect, and they are all some cultivators who have just built a foundation, and it is also a matter of time before they are killed. At this moment, a dark shadow at the back door of the sect took advantage of the chaos to escape.