Introduction: But many times, when you finally know what you want, you find that you have no choice.

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Vientiane is a huge super business empire, its rise is not smooth, Meng Youde offended many people in the early years.

In order to retaliate, his opponent invited a grandmaster with internal strength to punch a strong qi into Meng Zhuo's body, and he had been tortured by the cold for more than ten years, and for a while Meng Zhuo hated to die.

Meng Youde was old enough to have a son, and he couldn't wait to transfer the pain to himself, at that time, the Vientiane Corner he worked so hard to manage had just improved, and he was almost exhausted by his search for medical treatment.

Later, Meng Youde found a master refining potion and temporarily suppressed Meng Zhuo's cold disease.

Over the years, Meng Zhuo has traveled to various states, trying to find a way to eradicate it, but to no avail.

Meng Zhuo was wrapped in a brocade robe and sat in front of Bai Liang, the owner of the original seat got a gift that he could not refuse, and happily changed his seat.

Bai Liang opened a packet of medicinal powder, put it under his nose and smelled it, this is an ancient formula that impacts qi and blood, starting an internal fire to drive away cold, but long-term use has a lot of side effects.

"Master Bai, I hope I can get help from you. Meng Zhuosheng had a face that even women would envy, but his face was too pale, his tone was sincere, and he didn't have the slightest rich man's frame.

Bai Liang didn't respond, his divine consciousness turned into silk, and Meng Zhuo's eyebrows probed into his body, and his brows slowly furrowed.

The devastated world, the huge veined hills were full of black magma, and the colors of ice and fire were torn apart, wreaking havoc on this apocalyptic land even more completely, leaving it full of potholes.

Bai Liang tentatively released a trace of his aura, and those cold or hot breaths were very much like a hungry wolf that smelled its prey and pounced, and the next moment it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and fled in all directions, and the invisible vortex released suction and devoured all those breaths.

The two breaths immediately stopped fighting, and fled like a nest, some rushed to the internal organs, and some frantically pounded into the depths of the blood vessels, trying to escape into the most hidden places.

Meng Zhuo snorted, Yin Hong spread out on the placket on his chest, the black-clothed bodyguard standing in the aisle moved at the same time, Meng Zhuo covered his mouth with a handkerchief, signaling that they were okay.

Bai Liang dispersed the aura and protected Meng Zhuo's heart, countless formulas were churning in the sea of knowledge, the long river receded, and in the end, only one formula of the ancient potion remained.

As one of the giants of the Void Trade on land, Meng Youde is definitely the most low-key one, but it does not mean that the energy of the nouveau riche can be ignored.

At the moment of dawn, a cloud shuttle descended on the sea, startling a boatload of people, and a long bridge was built, connected to the passenger boat, and hung behind.

The two men in charge respectfully met Meng Zhuo, and then went to negotiate with the ship's director.

Meng Zhuo took Bai Liang into the cloud shuttle floating on the sea, and more than a dozen black boxes were neatly arranged in an independent cabin.

The Meng family's resources still surprised him, you must know that many of the medicinal materials he wrote out are difficult to find now, and he can find them all in half a day, or substitutes, which shows the horror in it.

According to Bai Liang's request, Meng Zhuo drove everyone outside, leaving Bai Liang alone inside.

The black boxes were opened one by one out of thin air, and different medicinal materials were grabbed out one after another by invisible hands according to the proportions, and the spiritual fire was ignited on the white hands to remove impurities, and the medicinal materials melted into liquid in mid-air, blending, and changing.

Disheveled!

The black smoke exploded, and the refining failed.

Bai was expressionless, waved his hand to disperse the black smoke, and continued refining.

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It was a sleepless night, Meng Zhuo sat at the table, quietly reading an ancient book, the blazing white light reflected on his handsome face, like a layer of gold dust.

"Brother, did you say that the one surnamed Bai could take out the medicine that cured you?" Armin walked around irritably with his hands behind his back.

"Sit down and have a saliva. Meng Zhuo didn't raise his head: "Master Bai said to give him a day, he should naturally believe him, he is not an ordinary person." ”

"If he hits him in the face, I'll throw him into the sea and feed the fish!" Armin sat down and clenched his fists.

"My father said that people outside call us nouveau riche, we don't want to sit down by ourselves, we should always be decent. ”

Meng Zhuo finally withdrew his gaze from the book and said lightly: "Moreover, the truth is that we can't beat him with a boatload of people combined. ”

Ah Ming was stunned, he already knew that Bai Liang was the one who snatched it at the auction, but he was still unconvinced: "I don't believe that there is anyone who can carry Father Meng's Yuan Magnetic Cannon?"

Meng Zhuo's eyes froze slightly, and that unfamiliar gaze made Ah Ming a little scared: "Don't let me hear this kind of joke again in the future." ”

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Master Bai may be my last hope. ”

"Brother......" Ah Ming suddenly had a sour nose.

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At sunrise, the sea was sprinkled with golden mottles, Meng Zhuo walked out and saw a person standing on the bow of the boat, shrouded in purple gas, and his heart suddenly moved slightly.

He walked over and stood beside Shira. "Sunrise is like a new life, do you say?"

The purple in Bai's eyes dissipated, and he just nodded slightly, then turned around and walked across the long bridge, entered the solo cabin, and closed the door.

Meng Zhuo suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Sunset, twilight was dreary, like an old man in the twilight, Meng Zhuo felt a trace of sadness.

As soon as he was born, he had some things that people need to struggle for a lifetime, but he should have stood on a higher position and overlooked more of the world's scenery, so he was unwilling.

If it is a desperate situation, why give him hope again?

After so many years of painful experience, he learned to suppress negative emotions very early, even if time was short, he should go to see the world more, and the last person left quietly.

All kinds of scenery are worth it in the world.

The not tall figure sat down in front of Meng Zhuo, just blocking the sea in his eyes, and the figure seemed to have insight in his eyes: "It's rare for you to have such a state of mind." ”

Meng Zhuo shook his head and smiled bitterly. "What is the use of a dying person's state of mind?"

"It's taken longer than I thought it would. Bai Liang took out a bottle of potion and put it on the table.

Meng Zhuo looked at the potion lying quietly in front of him, was silent for a long time, and said, "Thank you." ”

He picked up the potion, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth, feeling the coolness of his throat, and suddenly his face became dripping blood.

Bai opened his palms and pointed his thumb at the center of his eyebrows.

Countless streams of air burst out to all parts of the body, burrowing into blood vessels, penetrating into bones, connecting together, and scattering stars.

With his index finger falling, Meng Zhuo instantly felt the nets slowly tighten in his body, and the fish were forced to squeeze together, agitatedly impacting each other.

The three fingers fell one after another, the muffled thunder sounded continuously, and the brocade robe on Meng Zhuo's body burst open one by one, only to feel that his body was light.

Bai Liang frowned, the aura formed a silk net and closed again, refining over and over again, Meng Zhuo became difficult to breathe, his complexion was even whiter than before, and a more secret aura was finally forced out.

The more condensed scorching aura was extremely tyrannical, and the palms of the white hands were pressed, and the aura converged, and the two breaths collided violently, and the tips of the needles were against Maimang, and the annihilation was invisible.

Meng Zhuowa spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Bai Liang's divine sense moved slightly, and he noticed that there was an extremely faint aura on his body, like some kind of spiritual mark, which could not be erased.

"Huh?" In the distant mountains, the figure in a red monk's robe sat cross-legged at the head of a waterfall, his facial features were mean, but the corners of his eyes were powdered, and ugly linear scars were wantonly intertwined on his face.

At one point, he opened his eyes, and suddenly the void was electrified, and the raging waterfall seemed to be still for a moment.

He stood up, his bare soles covered with thick calluses, and walked away from the sea.

He is the worst monk in the world, he once caused turmoil in Kyushu, and now he is going back.

His name is Liufa, and he is a red monk.

After Meng Zhuo woke up, he learned that Bai Liang had left a few bottles of potion and returned to the passenger ship without asking for compensation. He was in a rare daze, his expression on his face did not change, and said, "Let's go back." ”

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It was getting late, and Bai Liang dragged the box out of the port, and the familiar buildings in front of him made him take a long breath.

It's back, Yun'an.

On the road, a young girl was negotiating with a master, and Bai Liang heard that it seemed to be going in the direction of Meizhen, so he stepped forward and said, "Take a seat." ”

The girl sat in the front row of Yuan Suo, there was a peculiar fragrance, Bai Liang looked at the side face that seemed to be a little familiar, and said tentatively: "You also learned from Meizhen Yifu, right?"

The girl nodded, Meifu is the first school in the entire Yongxian County, and only under the Yun'an Mansion, the best students are gathered.

During the conversation between the two, they learned that they were students of the same level, and they were in the next room in the first year, and they were just nodding acquaintances at that time.

Bai Liang was admitted to the Mei Mansion with the highest grades in the town at that time, but later he slacked off, and he fell halfway, and the Red Leaf Academy really didn't have anything to do.

Wu Tongtong studied at a college, studying perfumery, and now it is a popular profession, and the competition is very fierce.

Bai Liang himself learned the popular meta-construction, and he didn't think much about it at the time, but later found out that he wasn't interested in it.

But many times, when you finally know what you want, you find that you have no choice.

When they arrived in the town, the two exchanged fragments and walked down Yuan Suo to say goodbye.

Bai Liang walked to the silent night road, and the three years spent in the town slowly emerged, and the scenes from a long time became clear.

He walked across the bridge across the river and came to a group of buildings, where his second uncle had bought a house in the town, and his cousin Bai Xuze had been living at home since the end of his studies.

"I'm going to the military inspection tomorrow, I don't know if I can pass?" After settling Bai Liang, Bai Xuze said, a little unconfident.

He has a large birthmark on his back that is likely to be brushed off, and next month he will report to an out-of-state college, and if he has the chance, he wants to enlist in the army for two years first.

"Don't worry. Bai Liang patted him on the shoulder, this cousin was a year older than him, but he was a heavy grade when he was a child, and he walked a step faster, but he looked a little weird everywhere.

Suddenly it occurred to me that he also had the opportunity to enlist in the army in the first two years, without him, the tuition fee of Red Leaf Academy was ridiculously high, but Bai Liang's mother strongly opposed it, and in the end he didn't make it.

The two brothers slept in their beds, talking, and the night passed quickly.

The old man was nearly fifty years old, and the physical exertion of the years had made him look even older, and his dark face was covered with weed-like stubble.

He is an authentic farmer, and he has nothing to boast about in his life, the only happy thing is that his son was admitted to Meifu a few years ago, which made him look up a little bit in the village.

It's just that later, Bai Liang abandoned his studies, which made him disheartened, and the relationship between father and son was also very stiff.

"Home. "I haven't seen him for a year, but the old man Bai looks better, and he takes the box in a dull way, his palms are rough calluses, and there are a lot of mud stains on his clothes.

I remember one time when my father rode a petrol truck to pick him up from Meifu, a repair shop master saw him and said that he hadn't seen him for two years, how did he become so old?

The mountain road turns eighteen, the scenery regresses, and the white two can't help but have a sour nose.

I really live up to too much.

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