Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Sword Sect is Nameless!!

"Meng Han!"

At this time, a figure quickly came to Meng Han's side, and dragged Meng Han over, away from Wu Tian.

"Why are you here?" Meng Han looked at Lin Xiao who suddenly appeared, and seemed to be suddenly startled.

"Don't worry about it so much, kill him quickly, this person just wanted to sneak attack you!" Lin Xiao pointed at Wu Tian, his face was not good.

"Kill me?" Meng Han glanced at him in surprise, then looked at Wu Tian on the ground blankly, and said, "You are mistaken, the tarantula attacked me just now, and he saved me...... And I know who he is, and he can't be against me. ”

Meng Han smiled casually, with a calm face.

"You!" Lin Xiao's face froze, and he was inexplicably annoyed in his heart, and shouted: "You mean I'm lying? Would you rather believe him than me!"

"No, I didn't disbelieve you, but...... It's so foggy here, you might be mistaken. Meng Han patted him on the shoulder, smiling, his eyes full of tolerance and understanding.

However, it was this expression that made Lin Xiao even more annoyed - you still don't believe me, think I'm messing around!

"Brother Meng, who is this?" At this time, Wu Tian asked weakly, his face was pale and weak, not like he was pretending.

"This is my good brother, Lin Xiao. Meng Han said with a smile.

When Lin Xiao heard this, his face softened a lot - good brother, hmph, you still have a little conscience!

"It turned out to be Brother Lin, and I am fortunate to be happy. Wu Tian smiled hard.

"Fortunately, I will be lucky......" Lin Xiaopi arched his hand without smiling, and then his eyes suddenly cold: "Give me death!!"

"Poof!!"

Between the lightning and flint, his right hand was a claw, with endless fury and sharpness, directly penetrating Wu Tian's heart!

"You ......" Wu Tian's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Lin Xiao incredulously, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it anymore.

"Lin Xiao, what are you doing?!" Meng Han's face changed drastically, and then his eyes turned red, almost breathing fire!

"He wants to kill you. Lin Xiao looked at him fearlessly, his eyes were calm, and he said firmly: "If he wants to kill you, I will kill him!"

"You!!" Meng Han's face froze, his right hand pointed at Lin Xiao and shook it, as if he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and finally, he showed Tang Seng's expression when he blamed Sun Wukong, and said incoherently: "Good, good, good...... You killed a good person by mistake, but you are still so arrogant...... I misread you!"

At the last sound, he almost roared, and there was pain, disappointment, and indescribable regret in his eyes.

It seems that he can't accept that his good brother, who he trusts so much, would become such a person!

"I'm ......" Lin Xiao's body trembled, he was very angry in his heart, and even very aggrieved, but seeing Meng Han's expression of being more sad than dead, he suddenly panicked in his heart.

His intuition told him that if he didn't explain this matter clearly, he would lose Meng Han...... This good brother too.

"I'll prove it to you!" he finally screamed and turned into a gust of wind and ran away.

"Lin Xiao, you let me down so much!!" Meng Han roared with red eyes, the voice containing anger and despair made the surrounding fog roll endlessly, and then Meng Han lowered his head and buried his head in Wu Tian's corpse, his shoulders trembled violently, as if he was sobbing silently, but in fact, he ......

He was laughing.

Finally killed one!!

Just now, the poisonous spider that bit was under his control, and when Lin Xiao killed someone, he could completely stop it with his speed, but he didn't ......

Because, he came to kill people in the first place.

"Wu Tian!!"

At this time, a tall and thin blue-clothed figure ran out of the valley, and it was none other than the nameless one of the two "black households".

Looking at Wu Tian who was lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground, he was shocked, there were even tears in his eyes, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Tianzun! Wu Tian ...... Wu Tianta...... What's wrong?"

He was hiding in the distance just now, but he actually saw the scene just now, Wu Tian's death really made him very uncomfortable, but at this moment, he was more acting-he wanted to see if Meng Han had seen through their plan and deliberately killed Wu Tian!

He ...... He's dead. Meng Han slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, in the depths of his eyes, there were tears whirling, and there was an indescribable deep emotion, which seemed to be a kind of regret, a kind of self-blame for not being able to protect the younger generations, and an indelible sadness for the loss of the deceased......

What a look that is!

Deep, heavy, hysterical, and shocking!

"You...... You ......"

Nameless was completely shocked, and at this moment, he even had a ridiculous illusion in his heart - in front of him, it was not Meng Han, but ...... Meng Tianzun!!

The scenes in the memory were once again aroused by this look, I don't know if it was an illusion, those memories seemed to be getting more and more real, as if it had really happened......

"Do you think it was really a dream?" At this time, Meng Han slowly raised his head, his reddish eyes looked at Nameless with a touch of exhaustion, a touch of vicissitudes, and a slight sigh.

"You!" Nameless's pupils shrank, his whole body tightened, and an indescribable sense of panic and crisis rose!

He wanted to retreat, but Meng Han stretched out his hand and pressed it directly on his shoulder, making him unable to move!

"Your cultivation?!" Nameless was horrified, Meng Han at this time was not the same as he imagined, that power was like an abyss and a sea, as unshakable as a supreme sacred mountain, just like ...... Meng Tianzun in the dream world!

"Do you really think it's just a dream?" Meng Han looked at him, there was a thick sigh in his eyes, that kind of sigh, as if he was mourning, the former old man had been completely lost and could never come back.

"I!!" Nameless was looked at by this kind of gaze, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he was greatly shocked, coupled with the gradually clear memory and sense of déjà vu, his belief was shaken.

Could it be ...... Is that really a past life?

"Do you really think that a mere broken dream can weave an unheard of world?" Meng Han still looked at him, his eyes were deep, vicissitudes, and disappointed: "I have long guessed that some people would not believe in their previous lives, but I didn't expect that ...... really happened."

After speaking, he let go of Nameless, waved his hand with a sigh, and said in a low voice: "You go, I know this is your plan, but I don't want to kill you...... Although you have abandoned the past and don't even want to believe in the past life in front of you, in my memory, there is still a young man with a long sword and walking alone in the dark......"

"I ...... I...... Who the hell am I...... Ah!" Countless thoughts in Nameless's mind were confused, what was real, what was dream, what was true and what was false, the two outlooks on life were confronting, and it made him have a splitting headache!

"Remember what I taught you swordsmanship? I'm guessing you've forgotten it all. Meng Han's face was like a disappointed old man, and he said lightly: "Now, I will pass it on to you again, and from now on...... You and I are master and apprentice, the love between the two worlds, and the grace is severe!"

"Whew!"

Meng Han's right hand was facing his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a vast and vast sword inheritance came into mind, and it was extremely clear - the Immortal Sword Sutra!

"This ...... It's ......"

The nameless pupils gradually dilated, and when this sword scripture entered his mind, the vague memory of the young man holding the sword in his previous life and rising all the way gradually became clear, and the only loophole he had been using to deny the authenticity of the dream...... Gone.

Because of the exercises in his previous life, he is back!

Silently, tears welled up in his eyes......

At this time, Meng Han didn't know when he had gotten up, dragging his tired body towards the distance, his steps staggering.

"Boom!!"

Nameless knelt down heavily, tears flowed down, and his head slowly hit the ground: "The disciple is nameless, and his will is not strong, which has disappointed the master...... Master, I'm back. ”