Lu Yanzhi raised the corners of his lips, and the folding fan in his hand lifted Meng Xi's chin.

Meng Xi was stunned, her face was even more red, and she looked up at him, trying to see what he was thinking.

Lu Yanzhi brought his face closer, so close that the noses of the two almost collided, and their breathing was staggered.

He said softly: "I did save you, and I think you also know that I know Na Mo Qi." To tell you the truth, Mo Qi is a god general, who has fought for the peace of the god world for many years, and has been awarded the title of 'Yong' by the little father himself. The things you stole are the relics of his dead wife, and it is natural for him to want to kill you, but I don't see him kill you. ”

Seeing the renewed hope in Meng Xi's eyes, Lu Yanzhi smiled coldly, stepped back, and said, "Although you are the lowest spirit god, you still bear the name of 'god'. If Mo Qizhen kills you, you will not be guilty of killing gods. So, amorous Fluttershy, I can't see him kill you and taint his reputation as a brave general. ”

His soft words seemed to be whispered by a lover, but what he said was so heart-wrenching.

After hearing his words, Meng Xi suddenly lost all his strength and sat down on the ground. Her big bright eyes were devoid of brilliance at this time, and I thought that maybe it was despair.

When I thought she would give up, she grabbed the hem of Lu Yanzhi's clothes again, and said in an almost begging tone: "No, if you don't want to tarnish his reputation, just take me to a place where no one is there and hand it over to him, why take me to heal, and be so good to me!" You tell me you just don't want me to pester you, not disgusted with me, okay......"

By the end, she couldn't stop crying.

In the end, Lu Yanzhi still didn't answer her, and turned around and left directly, behind him was Meng Xi's hoarse cry.

I am very puzzled why Sister Meng Po is obsessed with repaying her kindness. Since he doesn't need her to repay the favor, then she just leaves, and continues to be her Jiangyang thief, happy and happy, why bother to repay the favor.

Meng Xi didn't know how long he cried, and he cried until it was dark, and then he reluctantly stopped crying.

"Look at your appearance." A sneer came from behind Meng Xi, startling her to look around.

I saw someone before her, it was a woman in black, with gorgeous hair draped behind her, but her face was not old, like a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old. The birth is not very stunning, but it is very attractive, revealing the vicissitudes of the years with a smile. She walked closer, and the silver bells on her wrists and ankles made a pleasant collision that was intoxicating.

Meng Xi finally saw the comer, she opened her arms and ran towards the comer, hugging her tightly. And the woman in black didn't push her away, letting her hold herself.

"Master, Xi'er is so uncomfortable!"

Meng Xi's cry came again, and the woman immediately pushed her away as if she was frightened, and even made a blocking gesture, just about to say, "Don't come here, or I'll kill you!" "That's it.

Seeing this, Meng Xi was even more aggrieved, and she said pitifully: "Master, isn't Xi'er as precious as one of your clothes?" ”

I looked at the woman in black again, only to see the word "Butterfly" floating next to her, and at the same time, she glanced in my direction, and my heart trembled.

Seeing that her accusation was ignored, Meng Xi followed Dieyi's gaze, but saw nothing, she said pitifully: "Master, what are you looking at?" Why don't you look at me, you're so sad now! ”