Can't?! What do people dare not dare to do for the sake of profit. With your status as a prominent figure in the spiritual realm? Regarding Bai Yousi's words, Fengya disagreed.

pouted, "People die for money, and birds die for food." ”

"Hmm" Bai Yousi Yun was light and light, and he didn't seem to hear the deep meaning of Feng Ya's words.

...... "Do you understand what I mean, hey!"

Looking at the battle situation below again, Bai Yousi retracted his gaze, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?" Feng Ya also followed and asked casually.

"Find the Meng family to act as the head of the family."

"..."Isn't it? This clear-eyed person can't even go! Why are you so special, you went... Isn't it bad luck? Although martyrdom is a romantic thing, but... You can't just send you to death like this, right?

However, even if there was a stomach full of questions, Fengya didn't ask, because Bai Yousi's plain appearance made him feel a lot more at ease for some reason.

At this time, Mencius Shu territory.

Unlike mortal warfare, there are no soldiers, and those here are all miraculous.

The crystal ball in the hall projected the situation on the battlefield, most of the monks of the Meng Su clan died on the battlefield, and the monks under his command did not suffer many casualties. A young man in a pale blue robe looked at with a smile on his face. The smile was not as good as the bottom of his eyes, but a bloodthirsty inky black wanton.

Presumably, Meng Su should be very angry now, right? Don't worry, there's a big gift for you. Don't be so quick and unbearable.

"Brother Shu!!" The girl's bright voice came from outside the door, and Mencius Shu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the gloom just now was swept away, as if he had never had such an expression.

When Jinyu came in, she saw Meng Zishu looking at the crystal ball, with a seven-point smile on his face, which was as dazzling as a warm sun in the cold autumn. Looking at the person in front of him obsessively, he swallowed his saliva, and his little face slid a trace of crimson. He immediately swept away the obsession and walked over.

Brother Shu, who likes to laugh the most!

Meng Zishu watched the speed at which Jinyu changed her face, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she teased, "Yuzu just blushed!" ”

"......" Jinyu's smile froze, her little face immediately turned red, and she looked at Meng Zishu angrily, "No!" ”

"I'm still annoyed, haha"

“…”！ It's so angry, if it weren't for the sake of maintaining the image of a lady, labor and management would have passed with a punch!

Mencius Shu accepted it when he saw that it was good, and changed his posture, "Yu'er, you say, when the matter here is over, where will we go to live in seclusion?" ”

Jinyu smiled slightly: "Brother Shu will go wherever Yu'er goes." ”

In fact, I really want to go to the Mobei grassland~

Hearing this, Mencius Shu raised his eyebrows, still pretending? Forget it, haha, this little girl. In front of herself, she is so ladylike, pure and fairy, and she is no different from a tomboy in front of outsiders. I always think I don't know, alas... Are you stupid or am I not so obvious? As long as it's you, whatever it is, it's what I like.

"That's right, Brother Shu" Jin Yulian moved lightly and walked to the crystal ball, "Why is the situation on the battlefield already biased in our favor, and none of the high-level Meng Clan have been dispatched?" Even if they sent one, the other side would not be so crushed. In another quarter of an hour, the opposite side will be defeated. ”

The war between monks depends on the level of spiritual power, as long as the ability is high, one person can subvert the battlefield.

"Well, maybe, I can't pull away." Mencius smiled, pulled Jinyu over, buried his head in his neck, his eyes flashed with unknown meaning, and looked at the red earlobes of the person in his arms, "Hmm... The medicinal fragrance of grapefruit is strong again, and things here must be done as soon as possible. ”

"Hmm..."

Meng Zishu looked at Jinyu again, and the hand holding her tightened.

……

Ten years ago, Mencius Shu was still an eleven or two-year-old teenager. For most people in the spiritual cultivation world, this age is the age when the spirit has just been introduced into the body, but Mencius Shu is a natural spirit body. As soon as he was born, he introduced his own aura, and when he was two years old, he was already a cultivator of the tenth stage of spiritual cultivation, surpassing most of the monks in the spiritual cultivation world who had cultivated for eleven or twelve years. It's astonishing. As a result, he and Meng Dushen, who is also a young genius (Brother Mengzishu, mentioned earlier), became the key training objects of the Meng family.

At the age of nine, his mother Ye died of illness, and his brother Meng Dushen traveled down the mountain because of the Meng inheritance.

Capture the peak, fight for power, bloody, cruel, dark.

The pressure suddenly pressed on the nine-year-old Mencius Shu, in such a big family, never pampered children, the clan is friendly on the surface, but there is an undercurrent inside, even if it is a nine-year-old child, as long as he survives, he has his own set of survival foundations, not to mention Meng Zishu, the son of the head of the family, who has been amazing since he was a child? Therefore, Mencius Shu supported the Meng family lineage alone, and then somehow, all the many peaks that Mencius Shu struggled to support had problems.

As soon as the position of the master mother became vacant, the clan elders urged Meng Qian to continue the strings day by day. Meng Qianri borrowed wine and pretended to be drunk every day, ignoring this. One day, the side branch rebelled, and the Meng clan suppressed it with all his might. In order to ensure the safety of the young Mencius Shu and not to protect Mencius Shu's resistance, Meng Qian sent Mencius Shu to Qinglin.

When Meng Zishu settled down in Qinglin, he heard the news that the head of the Meng family continued to be the youngest daughter of the Su family, Su Yi, as his wife, and Meng's stability, he was shocked, and kept making noise to return to Yunhe, but he only waited for a letter from Yunhe, Meng Zishu was stunned when he saw it, there were only four words on it, but it was too familiar with the handwriting, which was his father who had respected him since he was a child, Meng Qian.

"Keeping to Yourself"

After reading the book, he was shocked, no matter how carefully he analyzed it, there was only one result, that is, he was abandoned by the Meng family.

No matter how strong Mencius Shu is, he is a child after all, whether he thinks of his deceased mother or secretly sighs that his strength is not enough, and finally sheds a few tears in one silent night after another.

"Mother-in-law...", the voice was extremely low, almost an indiscernible sigh.

Even if he was crying, he didn't allow himself to cry out loud except for the cry just now.

"Why are you crying here?"

The soft and bright voice suddenly remembered in his ears, Mencius was startled, and quickly put away his tears. Some looked at the dwarf grass in front of them in a panic, to be precise, a grass that suddenly glowed in the night.

In just a moment, Meng Zishu had an urge to pull out the weeds and extinguish his mouth. But I suddenly remembered that this was Qinglin, and I still resisted the urge to pull out the weeds.

"Is your mother gone? Yuzu too! ”

Originally, Meng Zishu planned to leave, after all, it was already very strange to accidentally break into this place and find a talking grass, although many demon beasts that had opened their minds could speak, but this grass gave him a feeling that was not like that, but had a sense of affinity. There must be a demon when things go wrong, he is convinced. But this sentence made Fengya, who wanted to leave, suddenly stopped, and the ghost made the god walk towards the grass. Then crouch down and take a closer look.

Meng Zishu felt that this grass was in sympathy with him. And... This grass seems to... I can't move in the dirt... Mencius's eyes darkened when he found this, and this grass didn't even have freedom.

"Are you going to come with me?" Without thinking about it, Meng Zishu said directly.

"Hmm... Can I go to my mother? ”

"Should... OK... I don't guarantee that..."

"Okay! So, I'll go with you. ”