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Death can't be forgotten!

When you wake up in 10,000 years, you'll forget everything!

Forget about me.

It's the voice again.

Depend on!

……

Meng Fang suddenly turned over and got up, and found that his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just taken a cold shower, although the pain in his brain was reduced, but the confused voice had been lingering in the depths of his ears.

"Who the hell is it?"

He kicked his breath heavily, no one answered him, and his chest felt like it was being pressed against a stone, squeezing uncomfortably.

"Who the hell have I forgotten? Who should I think of? What happened 10,000 years ago? ”

Feeling the pain in her head start to start to hurt again, Meng Fang had to quickly cut off the sensation and try to calm herself down and stop thinking about the past.

Last night, when he used "Little Hand Embroidery" to treat Master Bai Mengling, he suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, he felt that he should remember this scene, and even this scene should have happened to him, but he just felt very familiar, and he didn't have any impression and memory.

As he diligently excavated this forgotten memory, it felt as if there were countless knives in his brain.

"Little Hand Embroidery may be a breakthrough point to evoke that forgotten memory."

Meng Fang let out a long sigh and muttered a sentence.

His eyes were covered by the unfamiliar environment in the room, and then he noticed that he was lying in a strange room, and a violent wave rolled over and got up, and he quickly rushed out of the house, almost hitting Xu Yue, who was about to enter the house.

"Uncle Meng, Uncle Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Yue woke up early and came to see Meng Fang with breakfast, and last night Meng Fang suddenly fell to the ground and vomited blood, which frightened the two sisters again, but fortunately, Bai Mengling still knew a little about medical skills, and after careful inspection of Meng Fang, she found that there was nothing serious, so she helped Meng Fang to sleep in the room next to Xu Yue.

Meng Fang looked back at Xu Yue, and calmed down. Last night, his brain hurt so badly that he was still in a daze, thinking that he was in danger, and now that he saw Xu Yue, he was more or less sober.

"It's okay, it's okay." Meng Fang shook his head, quickly calming down.

Xu Yue saw that Meng Fang frowned slightly, still in a trance, and said with concern: "Senior sister said that you used too much effort to save your master last night, and you absorbed three spirit stones, and you were injured by the domineering aura in the spirit stones, so it caused your body to overreact." It's breakfast, or if you eat breakfast and have a good rest, I don't think you have slept well. ”

"I'm fine." Meng Fang rubbed his forehead, which was still a little painful, and said, "Is your master okay?" ”

"The master hasn't woken up yet." Xu Yue lowered his brows, his face worried.

Meng Fang took the steamed buns and porridge made by Lingmai from her hand, ate them, and then said, "Take me to see your master." ”

Xu Yue was worried: "Uncle Meng, are you really okay?" ”

"Don't worry, I won't let myself die so easily." Meng Fang stuffed a mouthful of steamed buns, and then walked to the room with Xu Yue and Huang Mei.

Bai Mengling stayed in front of the hospital bed all night last night, and her eyes looked red and swollen. Seeing Meng Fang walk in, he was stuffing steamed buns to eat, thinking that Meng Fang should be fine.

Meng Fang ate the steamed bun in a few bites, drank half a bowl of Linggu porridge, and then walked to the bed to examine the woman on the bed.

Bai Mengling and Xu Yue stared nervously at Meng Fang.

After a while, Meng Fang sighed deeply before saying, "Continued in one breath." ”

Xu Yue's face quickly rolled into a smile: "So, won't the master die?" ”

"Probably not, but it will take time to wake up. But ......" Meng Fang frowned.

Bai Mengling's heart tightened, and she asked anxiously: "But what?" ”

Meng raised his eyebrows and said: "Your master is already in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, and he can beat your master to such a serious injury, but I am afraid that the opponent is not simple, you quickly follow me to check the forbidden formation in the valley." ”

"You mean......" Bai Mengling's words did not stop, and a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in the valley.

Someone is attacking the valley!

Bai Mengling rushed out in front of her.

Permission Yue followed.

Meng Fang was stunned, and the clever spirit picked up a cloth towel from the side and covered his face, and then ran out of the house behind Bai Mengling.

I saw a silver-feathered eagle at the mouth of the valley hovering outside the valley.

"Three-grade spirit beast, silver tiger carving." Meng Fang recognized the big bird.

There was a man standing on the carving, the man was holding a sword in his right hand, and the spirit sword was illusory as a streamer, crashing into the formation.

But the whole formation in the valley is strong, and it is not damaged by this sword, and the flying sword of the tough future is shaken open.

The coming cultivator made Meng feel relieved and jumped - condensed the monks of the later stage.

However, soon Meng Fang calmed down again, Huang Mei Makeup was already a late-stage Condensation Monk, and it was not an exaggeration to hurt her so badly that this person was a late-stage Condensation Realm monk. It is estimated that it is to snatch some treasure medicinal materials to make such a killer, in fact, if the yellow eyebrow makeup is covered with a face towel and only two eyes remain, it is still very mysterious and beautiful.

The man standing on the eagle saw that the three of them rushed out of the valley, and his cultivation was weak, and his tone was even more arrogant: "Little weak, but rats and ants, hurry up and open the formation to open the master in, if not, after the master breaks the formation, he will definitely pinch you to death with his own hands, and feed your flesh and bones to my eagle." ”

Bai Mengling saw that she was cultivating, and she was so frightened that she didn't react. She is only a third-level Qi cultivator, and in front of the Condensation Stage Monk, she is like a small field chicken in the eyes of the eagle eagle under her feet.

Xu Yue was even more frightened.

Meng Fang was calm and not scared stupid. Although the person who came was a monk in the late stage of condensation, but looking at the few swords he had attacked just now, the formation was solid, and the swords did not have any damage to the formation. Meng Fang studied the formation deeply, and saw that this formation was not simple, even if the opponent was a monk in the Yudan period, he would not be able to break through the formation in the valley for a while.

The man riding the eagle roared angrily: "Hurry up and open the formation, Huang Mei makeup dares to yin my four-grade elixir, I will never let her go, otherwise I will feed you all to my eagle." ”

"Are you an idiot or are you an idiot?" Meng Fang's cold rebuke not only shocked the man on the eagle, but also brought Bai Mengling and Xu Yue, who were in a daze, back to their senses.

Both of them looked at Meng Fang in surprise.

Meng Fang was only a third-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and the other party was a Condensation Realm cultivator. Xu Yue folded his hands and counted the numbers, practiced qi, built a foundation, and condensed. She looked in amazement at the three fingers of her own palm.

This is not as simple as three fingers, the three realms of cultivation are gaps, if the other party is riding on the eagle and high above the Buddha, then Mengfang is not even a loach in the rice field under the Buddha's toes, at most a dead earthworm in a stinky ditch.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, you also cover your face, are you a new disciple of Huangmei makeup? Huanghua Valley is not allowed to accept male disciples? The man riding the eagle eagle stared at Meng Fang, his eyes unconcealed might.

Meng Fang was not timid, and replied: "You say I'm small? Dig out the ancestors of your family eighteen generations ago, and he doesn't dare to call Lao Tzu in front of me. Ever before your ancestors were not worthy to lift my shoes. ”

"Look for death!"

The man riding the eagle was furious: "It's good that you, a little weak man in the Qi training period, dare to be disrespectful to Lao Tzu." ”

Meng Fang scolded angrily and said, "If you open the formation, you will let us go?" Are you stupid or am I stupid? If you know that you can't let us go, why should you believe your nonsense? ”

"You're all going to die!" The man riding the eagle owl was furious.

"You think it's great to ride an eagle?" Blindfolded.

The man riding the eagle was so angry that he was furious: "Bah, you little brute, you are angry with Lao Tzu, angry with Lao Tzu." ”

"Then why don't you die?" Meng Fang said.

The man riding the eagle eagle didn't hold back his breath, and almost bleed.

The man who was too lazy to be in mid-air said to the two people around him: "Xiao Yue'er, you go and watch your master, don't be affected by this." Bai Mengling, you and I will check the formation base and strengthen the formation. This formation in the valley is composed of three hundred and sixty-two sub-formations of the Eight Desolations Heavenly Alliance, and the foundation of the main formation inside is even more based on the six-grade Xuanhuang Stone, and a small Condensation Realm monk can't break this formation at all. ”

- Little Condensation Monk.

Hearing this sentence in Bai Mengling's ears, Bai Mengling was almost stupid by Lei and dared to say it.

Listening to the ears of the man riding and carving outside the formation, it was more like a pig-killing knife, stabbed into the pig's body, and when it was pulled out, it brought out a pillar of blood, and even showed off arrogantly.

Hubris, hubris! So arrogant.

You're just a little Qi cultivation cultivator.

The full strength of the Condensation Monk's sword was enough to smash a small mountain.

If it is placed under this sword, it can naturally be driven into scum. However, Meng Fang recognized the formation structure of this valley at a glance, and even saw the six-grade Xuanhuang Stone in the main formation, and was shocked that the formation in this valley was built luxuriously and strongly, so he was no longer worried about the threat of the Condensation Period monks.

Xuanhuang stone is the hardest stone in the world, and it is also a six-grade stone, and its solidity can be imagined, enough to withstand the attacks of monks above the Soul Gathering Realm.

A sword from a Condensation Realm monk can be considered a tickle at best.

Thundered!

The entire valley resounded with the deafening sound created by the full force of the Condensation Monk's blow!

But although the noise was loud, there was no tendency to collapse.

Although Meng Fang was not worried, his movements were quite fast, leading Bai Mengling through the valley, constantly checking the surrounding sub-array formations. The formation base in the valley is much better than the formation foundation outside the small view, and the Huangmei makeup is often overhauled on the base, and after several generations of valley masters in the Huanghua Valley, the formation has been continuously strengthened and studied, and this formation is comparable to the golden steel turtle shell.

"Is it really okay? Outside, it's a Condensation monk. Bai Mengling is now six gods and no master, but she didn't expect Meng Fang to be far calmer than she imagined.

When will a Qi cultivation period monk be able to ignore a Condensing Realm monk?

The difference between the two is like that between an ant and a beast.

Really not afraid?

Meng Fang was calm and said: "You should believe your master, since she desperately fled back, it means that she also knows that the formation in the valley can withstand the attack of the incoming people." ”