Chapter Ninety-Three: It's Raining

"Hell !!"

"Yokai !!!!"

"Youkai!! You're monsters!! ”

The first to react was passers-by A, B, C, and D, and when they shouted suspiciously, Aunt Li also screamed in fright. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info screams as they scatter in all directions, but to their horror, they can't even move a step.

Chu Sheng was even more frightened and sat on the ground, he looked at the pair of brothers and sisters in front of him who were still immature, and the fear in his heart was infinitely expanded.

Meng Zhen sighed and glanced at the "open space" with a radius of five zhang, I don't know if I should be relieved that Wang Mei still remembers some of the most lethal spells, it seems that they are moving again.

But in the end, he only "aided the evil" to control the few people around him who saw this scene, and then urged Wang Mei:

"Sister, after erasing their memories, it's time for us to go home, it's going to rain."

Wang Mei nodded without joy or anger, and a pair of cold phoenix eyes looked at Chu Sheng who was already lying on the ground, there were many dusts on his brocade robe, and the ground under him was even wetter due to some liquid.

Wang Mei didn't seem to see all this, the extremely dark light in his eyes flashed, and Chu Sheng, who was lying on the hand, felt a pain in his brain, and after screaming unconsciously, he fainted.

In the eyes of other passers-by, it was as if he had suddenly died.

Aunt Li saw that the little overlord who was usually rampant in the city was subdued so easily, and he "died" without even resisting, and suddenly rolled her eyes and fainted.

This made it convenient for Wang Mei, and she didn't even use the soul dementor this time, so she directly erased Aunt Li's memory. Other passers-by, who fainted, were like Aunt Li, and those who didn't faint were concocted like Chu Sheng.

After erasing the memory of the last person, Wang Mei returned to her original ignorant appearance, she slowly approached Meng Zhan, touched her slightly flattened belly, and a pair of phoenix eyes were raised, clearly reflecting Meng Zhan's immature face after shaving his beard:

"Hungry, go home."

"Well, we're going to get home before it rains. Let's go. ”

Meng Zhan looked at Wang Mei's rarely aggrieved expression when she was sober, and took the initiative to take her hand holding her sleeve and walked towards the slum in the distance.

Not long after Meng Zhan Wang Mei and the two left, a red dress appeared on the corner of the street. He looked at the blank space with some surprise, and muttered suspiciously:

"It was a street a quarter of an hour ago, how did it suddenly become like this? Could it be that there are still cultivators who can't fight the war? ”

He muttered to himself, but the brother and sister who had already turned three streets suddenly felt something, and the hand holding his bear paw suddenly tightened, and he stood still on the original road.

The young man who was the brother turned back in confusion, only to see that the girl behind him, whose eyes had been empty, were also suspicious at this time, and she was turning her head to look the way she came.

Seeing her so abnormal, the young man couldn't help asking:

"Sister?"

Hearing her name called, the girl's fair face turned again, and after facing the young man, she only tilted her head, as if she thought for a moment, before continuing:

"Hungry ......"

The young man looked in the direction she had looked back before, but when he saw a red robe looming, his heart jumped, and he turned around and left.

"Well, let's go home quickly. It's going to rain. ”

His steps quickened, but there was no impatience in his voice. made his departing back not embarrassed at all, naturally very. It seems that the vendors are really afraid of the heavy rain and hurry away.

Behind him, the slightly petite little sister followed suit, her delicate face was full of ignorance, and her half-open phoenix eyes were also full of incomprehension.

The two of them turned around, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard, the man pushed the door open with one hand, led the girl into the door, and then turned around and closed the courtyard door carefully.

As soon as his brother and sister entered the house, they heard a muffled thunder in the sky, and then, the raindrops of beans fell overwhelmingly.

"Ah Mei, are you hungry?"

Until this time, if someone was on the side, he would hear that the young man was calling Ah Mei, and he was calling Ah Mei. This young man is naturally Meng Zhu, who fled from the Red Emperor City.

Wang Mei heard the other party call herself, a pair of hazy phoenix eyes raised again, after entering the room, her thinking seemed to be more sluggish, tilted her head and thought about it, and gradually understood what the other party meant.

After that, she touched her stomach, as if to make sure that she was really hungry, and then nodded obediently. Signal that the other person is hungry.

Meng Zhu lovingly touched the top of her head and led her into the back room to settle down. Then he turned and went into the Westinghouse's stove.

Alone in the dark room, Wang Mei's eyes were ignorant like never before, looking dark and stunned like an idiot.

In the Xinghan Sea, the originally brilliant Star Sea was dim at this time, and the two stars of Tianji and Kaiyang were also silent.

Under the seven stars, Wang Mei's purple spirit slept quietly, her face sometimes frowned, sometimes stretched, her expression was real, and her body was condensed like a real person.

"The Lord hasn't woken up yet?"

As the female voice sounded in the deserted Xinghan Sea, the slender figure of the wind snake slowly appeared on Wang Mei's side.

"The soul of the female monarch was injured in the well of reincarnation and fell into a deep sleep, and now it seems that her cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's figure gradually became clear, and it was the tiger face that had been refined by the Fengyun Song Divine Fire. After some exercise, his appearance became more and more realistic, and the bronze mask with a tiger head on his face became more and more hideous.

"And how long will it take for her to wake up?"

This time, it was Xianyinyin who asked, but her figure somehow did not appear like a wind snake and a tiger face, but it made people hear a trace of weakness from it.

"I'm afraid, at least three months ......"

Tiger Face pondered for a moment, and looked at the two stars of Kaiyang and Dimensity that originally emitted starlight on his head. Finally, he calculated.

The red light flashed in the wind python's eyes, and the words he said became more and more soft: "In this case, are we ......?"

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Outside the small courtyard where Wang Mei was, Zheng Mo, who was dressed in red, raised his hand and knocked on the simple chai door. The pouring rain fell from the sky, but his body was still as dry as ever.

Meng Zhuo heard the voice, his eyes flashed, and soon he returned to his honest appearance, he hurriedly trotted out of the stove, and shouted with a smoke in his mouth: "Come, come, come!" ”

"This son, what's the matter?"

Zheng Mo looked at the extremely tender-looking little Langjun opposite, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Well, may I ask Xiao Langjun, I can see a purple-clothed Xiao Lang appear nearby recently?"

"Never." Meng Zhuo's face was indifferent when he shaved off his beard. It was impossible to see that there was a trace of enthusiasm for seeing the old man between him and Zheng Mo.

"Disturb ......" Before Zheng Mo's voice fell, the person disappeared in place.

Meng Zhuo's eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and threw a cloud of yellow light to the rear, hitting Zheng Mo who appeared in front of him.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier......