In the wee hours of the morning.

Many monks, under the leadership of the pavilion master and deputy pavilion master, returned to the Bloody Pavilion.

The first thing is to judge merit and reward.

And the monks who died in battle were as if they had been forgotten, and no one would remember them, and they died in vain.

The Lord of the Blood Bath Pavilion stood on top of the blood-colored monument and said in high spirits: "Brothers, tonight can be described as a bumper harvest for all members. ”

"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"

"It's all an opportunity given by the Pavilion Master."

"Haha, happy revenge, life is like this!"

While many monks were tired, their hearts were extremely excited, slowly repairing their injuries while waiting for the credit to be credited to the token.

Then, the white-faced beautiful man began to give credit, and his fingertips floated streams of light into the tokens of the monks below......

It is worth mentioning that there is no mistake in who killed how many.

A point of light was integrated into Zhao Fan's token, and the message of one hundred and ten merit points appeared in his consciousness, which symbolized that in addition to the participation reward, there was still a person in the camp of the lord of the great country who died in his own hands, that is, the head given by Mei'er.

It didn't take long for the credit to be distributed.

The white-faced beautiful man's voice clearly came into the ears of the monks below, "I am in the Blood Pavilion, and the number of kills of the Lord of the Five Forces ranks second. Although it didn't reach the first place, all those who went tonight received an additional 80 credit points. ”

As his voice fell, a large number of points of light emerged, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and drilled into the tokens of many monks.

Zhao Fan stroked his token with his fingers, and couldn't help laughing to himself: "It's only been a day, and I've been lying down for two hundred and one merits." ”

Then, the Lord of the Bloodbath Pavilion waved his sleeves, and the overwhelming wine jar and the flesh of the Yuan Beast manifested, "This is the best throat burning wine and fresh fire devouring beast in the Ten Thousand Fire Territory, how about it?" I didn't do you any wrong, did I? ”

"The best soju wine? Isn't it the one with a hundred yuan stone altar? ”

"I've wanted to drink this wine for a long time, and when I heard that after I entered it, my throat felt like a fire was burning!"

"O Fire Eater! Feed on fire, although the ranks are all Xuan Rank, but its body shape is as big as a mountain, and its flesh is so delicious that it can't extricate itself, a catty, it is worth a hundred yuan stone. ”

"Yes, moreover, the Ten Thousand Fire Territory has a limited hunt for fire devouring beasts, so many people snatch their scalps every day in order to buy it, and if they come a little late, they may be sold out!"

"The Pavilion Master is bleeding profusely!"

"With such a pavilion master, this life is worth it!"

Many monks picked up the finest throat wine and the meat of the fire devouring beast and feasted on it.

Zhao Fan is no exception, anyway, he eats and drinks for nothing.

I have to say that the meat of the Fire Devouring Beast is indeed as delicious as rumored, and it can basically be included in the top three ingredients he has eaten. And the best throat wine, the impact on the body, is like a waterfall, seal the rank to drink, refreshing!

"Little brother."

Mei'er hugged a wine jar and came over to sit down beside him, "How boring it is to drink alone, how about drinking?" ”

Zhao Fan tilted his head and smiled: "Sister, you appreciate your face, it's an honor to be here." ”

"The mouth is so sweet, it's different from those coarse people who don't understand the amorous feelings." Mei'er opened the cover, raised her chin like a man, poured a big sip, and then touched the altar with Zhao Fan and drank again.

The celebratory open-air feast lasted for more than an hour, and it was not until the Fire Eater and the Superb Throat Burning Wine had eaten and drunk all the time that many monks got up and returned to their quarters.

At this time, Zhao Fan was walking side by side with Mei'er.

In his heart, he was very puzzled.

Could it be that this Mei'er is really like what the Titan Storm Bear said, she has taken a fancy to him or wants to use herself to practice Meigong?

But there's no reason.

First of all, Zhao Fanchang's appearance is mediocre, and among the monks in the bloodbathed pavilion, there are crooked melons and cracked dates, but there are a lot of handsome and beautiful men.

And his strength is at the bottom of the late stage of the Xuan Rank, even if the other party wants to cultivate Mei Gong by absorbing men, he has to focus on those with relatively high ranks!

"Could it be that she has another purpose?" As soon as Zhao Fan's thought arose, he shook his head and dispelled it, they didn't know each other, and they didn't have any intersection in the past, where did they have ulterior motives?

At this time, Mei'er suddenly smiled amorous and said, "Little brother, are you very troubled, why do I treat you so specially?" ”

Zhao Fan was seen through his thoughts, so he nodded awkwardly, "Please explain to my sister, otherwise, I won't be sure......"

"Hmm."

Mei'er didn't make a fuss, and in the next moment, sadness and warmth were staggered in her eyes, "You look like a person." When I first saw him, I thought it was really him. However, twenty years ago, he closed his eyes forever in my arms. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Fan asked in a daze: "That ...... Is it yours? ”

"It's my brother."

Mei'er raised her hand and touched her eyes, and her expression returned to the same as before, "Let you see you smile." ”

Zhao Fan looked at him unexpectedly, and he couldn't imagine that the reason why the other party had shown favor to him from the beginning was that he saw that he looked like her younger brother.

Mei'er sighed and recalled: "When I was seven years old, my sister and brother became orphans. In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, I took my three-year-old brother to hide in Tibet, and was fortunate to worship a prefecture-level force. And my talent, gradually revealed, became a lady of the sky. I thought that all the hardships were coming, but I didn't expect that this would be the beginning of a nightmare. ”

Zhao Fan didn't make a sound to disturb, and quietly listened to Mei'er's past.

"The sect master, in order to consolidate the relationship with another prefecture-level power, decided to marry. And I became the lucky one who was envied by my sister and sister, and I was forced to marry the other party's suzerain. Mei'er smiled and said, "I have no choice, compromise." Besides, there is nothing wrong with a stable life, and the younger brother will also have more resources to cultivate. In the second year of marriage, I discovered a terrible secret, all the beauty is deliberately disguised by the other party. That sect master and his direct bloodline used women as a ding furnace to cultivate and improve! After three years of intercourse, they will reveal their true colors and sacrifice their wives! Scold...... And before me, that sect master's son-in-law had already refined seven wives to death, and I was his eighth meat tripod! ”

"Women for the furnace? Meat tripod? After three years in the same room, you will see you again when you are mature? ”

The corners of Zhao Fan's eyes twitched, but all the exercises linked to the Ding Furnace were extremely evil types, in other words, evil skills.

However, there is no distinction between good and evil in the Metaverse, each has its own position, and there are extremely many ways to cultivate, whether it is between races or between territories, whoever has the biggest fist is right.

Mei'er continued: "The sect master's sister-in-law, after discovering that I knew the secret, took my younger brother who married into the sect as a threat, as long as the younger brother is doing well, I will admit it." As a result, on the night of the expiration of the three-year period, when I was ready to face death, my younger brother didn't know how to know the inside story, rushed into the house, desperately burned the double source, and forcibly destroyed the Ding Furnace Refining Array, and the sect master's son-in-law was also counterattacked because he was interrupted, and his cultivation became my nourishment. However, my younger brother burned too much, his life qi weakened rapidly, and finally, he died in my arms. ”

Immediately, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "I will never forget the scream before he died...... Sister. ”

"Then your ...... skills," Zhao Fan asked thoughtfully.

"It was during that time that I was forced to cultivate by the sect master's sister-in-law for the sake of my younger brother. If I re-cultivate, I am a helpless woman, and I finally reach the quasi-ground level, and if I start all over again, I may not have entered the Tao, and the end will be very miserable. ”

Mei'er said helplessly: "The first time every man sees me, he will have a preconceived idea because of his charm, thinking that I am the kind of snake and scorpion that is both powerful and dangerous and deadly. In fact, I haven't experienced a second man yet, and because of this, I can't improve it anymore. ”

"Ugh."

Sympathy rose in Zhao Fan's heart, "That'...... You think I'm your brother. ”

Mei'er shook her head and smiled, "But you're not him, and you can't replace him, and when you talk about it, your voice doesn't look like it at all." However, I really want to thank you, otherwise, when I think of my brother, I will even blur his appearance in my memory......"