"When my mother was young, she was also everyone's daughter, and later she was defeated, but she was used to living a life of fine clothes and jade food, and she didn't want to endure hardships, so she became an aunt with her father, and Meng Jingluan ranked nineteenth in the family, and became Meng Jingluan's name. How ironic, I have to always remember that this is my humble origin. ”

Meng Jingluan was speechless for a while, although he accused Han Yuan, it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but the sentence "can't stay in Penglai" really touched Meng Jingluan, who used to be a girl in the mountains, almost running over, and frustrating in every way, how could he not be afraid of being driven down the mountain?

After being stunned for a moment, he regained his thoughts, lowered his head and muttered, "That's right, then you, you shouldn't follow Sun Shantian'......"

She suddenly flew forward in two steps, raised her hand to clasp Meng Jingluan's chin and pulled it up, raised her eyebrows, and stared at Meng Jingluan's eyes, the coldness that suddenly shot in her eyes made Meng Jingluan subconsciously dodge, only to hear her hateful voice, "Do you think Meng Jingluan thinks, you don't despise Meng Jingluan, aren't they all thanks to Song Zitang?!"

"Meng Jingluan, Meng Jingluan, when you were in the Qing Cultivation Hall, when you were held in the palm of your hand by Li Zhangjiao, when you were talking and laughing with Lin Hao, Meng Jingluan was like a prostitute Chenghuan that beast, Meng Jingluan didn't work hard, Meng Jingluan stayed awake all night and memorized all the scriptures upside down! But Meng Jingluan's same background is so different! You say, ......" Her hand suddenly increased in strength, and Meng Jingluan, who pinched her sharp nails, was in pain, but her face still had a smirk forced out of anger, "You say...... Should Meng Jingluan hate you? ”

Meng Jingluan didn't know what to say, and her jaw was forcefully lifted, so she could only barely look at her. Inches away, the girl in front of her was not half agile, her eyes were rolling with coldness, her thin eyebrows were twisted, and her rouge lips were tightly pursed, which was almost distorted and demonic.

At that moment, her appearance Meng Jingluan felt endlessly strange, as if she had never known this once cowardly and weak woman.

It is difficult to draw skin and tiger, and it is difficult to draw bones, and you don't know the face but not the heart.

"You and Han Yuan, I don't know how Song Zitang embarrassed Meng Jingluan, why did you stand up and think righteous when Meng Jingluan fought back! Do you just believe what you see with your eyes? Have you ever seen Meng Jingluan in the dark day and night, cautious and thoughtful, but still unable to help himself? ”

She shouted one after the other, and what came to Meng Jingluan's mind was the scene of meeting in the bamboo forest, when Meng Jingluan and Han Yuan only saw Song Zitang's helpless attitude of abandoning pride, and Duanmu Nineteen forced each other step by step.

Therefore, Meng Jingluan naturally chose to help Song Zitang.

But now that I think about it, which is right and which is wrong?

Meng Jingluan smiled bitterly.

"So you hate Meng Jingluan and Han Kite?"

She shook her head and scoffed.

"But it's not all."

"Meng Jingluan, you can climb to your current position, why do you have a doorway in the open and in the dark, after all, it is also your own ability. Do you know what Meng Jingluan is most unaccustomed to? It's just that you obviously have so many breathtaking things, or are you not greedy enough......" She suddenly pinched Meng Jingluan's cheeks and tightened, glaring and smiling, "You know, Meng Jingluan wants to tear your poor and innocent skin with his own hands, so that everyone can see how debauched you are in your bones!" ”

Meng Jingluan has not refuted Duanmu Nineteen's words, because after thinking about it, speaking from her heart, those sufferings she suffered are also true, but she brought up the old things again, and slandered Meng Jingluan like Yingxiu Zhenren, and shouted without thinking about it, "You don't believe it!" Duanmu Nineteen, looking back at what you did, do you dare to say that you have a clear conscience? You only tell yourself, Meng Jingluan is pitiful, everyone can't afford Meng Jingluan, can you do evil without apology? Tang Yue is what you did, that's a living life! Qing'er was tied up, and you also instructed Qinglong to come. There is a sentence that Meng Jingluan has always been puzzled about, but now it makes it clear to you, poor people must have hateful ......"

Syllable.

Meng Jingluan's words were not finished, Duanmu Nineteen was already furious, and raised his hand to slap Meng Jingluan.

"Shut up!"

A long howl came out, and finally completely tore apart Meng Jingluan's peace with her surface as thin as a cicada's wings, all the grudges in the past were all dug out of the darkness at this moment, so unbearable.

"Tell you to stop Meng Jingluan, Tang Yue was instructed by Meng Jingluan, so Song Zitang will know, and it was also Meng Jingluan who sent someone to tell you, as soon as Tang Yue died, Meng Jingluan wanted to see what Song Wujiao would do with Song Zitang, the niece who took the lead in violating the canon! It's a pity, Tang Yue was saved by you, so do you know that Qing'er is actually Meng Jingluan's person? Meng Jingluan wants her to get close to you, poison you, and send you back to the West without knowing it, but this hoof dares to rebel, then blame Meng Jingluan for being ruthless, all those who betrayed Meng Jingluan, one word, death! ”

I don't know when the sky slowly entered the ink, swallowing up the last wisp of the sun, her facial features were obscure in the twilight, the cold wind suddenly rose at this moment, only to see the purple skirt dancing in the air, hunting and hunting, she grabbed Meng Jingluan's hair, and every word was cold to the bone, "You said that Meng Jingluan is vicious, but you are good at arguing for your own innocence!" Meng Jingluan's idea is not on the table, Meng Jingluan, do you know that after the first battle of the altar, Penglai suffered a big loss. Your junior brother knelt in the east hall for three days to ask for sin, and now he has not gotten up, Li Zhangjiao has been seriously injured in that battle and retreated, and now his life and death are unknown. Woe to the same family, you are more than Meng Jingluan, you are not the demon and demon barrier, what is it!? ”

Meng Jingluan shook his head violently and shouted, "You...... Nonsense! You are talking nonsense! ”

Her slender five fingers slid down the corners of Meng Jingluan's forehead little by little, looking down at Meng Jingluan's almost flustered expression, laughing charmingly, and when the laughter gradually stopped, she slowly spoke.

Meng Jingluan remembered that in Taiping Town, that time was really close to dying, and he was very scared after teaching. It was a good-looking, good-looking man who saved Meng Jingluan, he was a demon, right? ”

"He trusts you so much, I don't know what he will think if he is in your hands?"

Meng Jingluan stared at her in a daze, as if he gradually expected something, and his expression turned into horror little by little, "Duanmu Nineteen, you ...... What are you doing! ”

"Do what?" She laughed out loud, full of joy, "Meng Jingluan wants you to taste the heart-wrenching pain, what kind of taste is it!" ”

Yan Bi tore off the thin red rope around Meng Jingluan's neck, wrapped it in his palm three or two times, and shook it hard.

Click.

It was the faintest sound of breaking jade.

She unfolded her palm, and only a fragment of warm jade remained, and the pale brilliance was like fine sand, which quickly faded.

The piece of jade that Hanama Zheng cherished as much as his life was crushed by her.

Ahhhh

Meng Jingluan subconsciously exclaimed, as if he saw the man's demonic appearance collapse little by little, his eyebrows and eyes like peach blossoms slowly oozing blood, and his smile turned into a painful appearance, disappearing in front of Meng Jingluan.

The old laughter faded away, replaced by a whine that pierced through the eardrums.

Meng Jingluan...... Meng Jingluan killed Hua Jian Zheng!

How can it, how can it!!

The long-held sense of depression is like a broken string at this moment, like a handful of clear water dissolving and dripping ink, the bottom of the heart is occupied by the rapidly spreading darkness, and the thick hatred is almost boiling, and it spreads in an instant, devouring reason, and the sight is full of bloody hideous scenes.

All that was left was the clamor of anger.

She's damned!

I want her to die!!

Meng Jingluan heard the crisp sound of the cloth tearing, and was cut off by this powerful air current, and broke free from the restraints in an instant.

The girl in front of her was reflected in her pupils, from a cruel smile to a gradual retraction, and finally turned into horror and retreated again and again.

However, it was late.

The moment the strength returned, Meng Jingluan flew up and buckled straight to her throat, and then fell to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall. Hearing the heavy sound of falling to the ground, and then seeing her struggling to run, Meng Jingluan actually laughed. The black fog was thick in front of her, and Meng Jingluan flew up with a kick and kicked her in the chest, followed by another kick, kicking in the lower abdomen. Take it all at a time and leave no stone unturned.

The terrible screams and the blood splatters that burst out can undoubtedly relieve the pain of the heart that grows wildly, intertwines, entangles, and tightens like vines.

So, that's what it's like to be in control?

The pleasure that she had never had before was like drinking Gu poison, which made Meng Jingluan tremble with excitement, looking at the enemy kneeling at her feet, as weak as an ant, her life and death all depended on Meng Jingluan's choice.

And Meng Jingluan wanted her to die.

The power of the crazy flow in his body was condensed outside, turned into an air current, and coiled in the palm of his hand more and more rapidly.

Kill!

Meng Jingluan seemed to see that under the instant killing, the girl's body was cut off at both ends, and several zhang blood flowers flew up, killing her on the spot.

However, when Meng Jingluan really threw out that instantaneous kill volley in the air, and the beam of light was almost an inch, it was blocked by a sword blade.

After the two forces collide, a huge air flow roars, and the fan surface generally spreads out in all directions.

Meng Jingluan didn't want to think about it, he roared, and with the palm wind, he swirled towards the figure behind him, but the man didn't move, just waiting for Meng Jingluan to approach an inch away, raised his hand and clasped Meng Jingluan's shoulder, and with a turn of strength, the two of them swirled, and Meng Jingluan's whole person was pressed against the thickest locust tree in the center of the courtyard.

When Meng Jingluan calmed down, the strength on his wrist gradually increased. Meng Jingluan shook his head, gradually sobered up, the black fog disappeared in front of him, and he looked up at people again, but he was like falling into an ice cellar in an instant.

A wide robe was lifted by the wind, and under the bun was a slightly pale face, the phoenix eyes were burning, and the clear eyebrows and eyes were condensed at the moment, overlooking Meng Jingluan.

"Division...... Master? ”

From the ruthlessness of the right talent, it gradually converged, and finally turned into disbelief and confusion.

The force of the wrist being clenched becomes more and more intense, bringing a clear sense of pain. His bony fingers were covered with green tendons, but his face was terrifyingly indifferent.

It was the moonlight wide-sleeved robe that he was wearing, with a high bun, a slightly pale cheeks, and a light blood-colored lips, made into a thin line. There was a strange coldness in the eyes of the long and narrow phoenix.

And behind him are people Meng Jingluan knows well.

Han Yuan's heroic face was pale at the moment, seeing Meng Jingluan's eyes frightened and worried, Ning Xun'er clenched her clothes tightly, bowed her head and said nothing. Qing'er's hair was unkempt, her clothes were untidy, and her face was full of tears.

Meng Jingluan only felt a tightness in his chest, but his thoughts were clear in this pain.

Yes. It should be the master that Qing'er went to invite, but Bisheng saw the scene of Meng Jingluan's attack on Duanmu Nineteen.

Meng Jingluan looked at them one by one, and finally returned his gaze to the master in front of him, trying to see something from his expression, whether it was anger or resentment, but he couldn't tell it.

He slowly retreated, and at the moment when he withdrew his hand, Meng Jingluan almost lost his strength, but he still stared straight at him.

The master did not scold Meng Jingluan, he didn't say anything, and his expression was still as plain as water. It's just such an indifferent and silent appearance, but it is the most terrifying for Meng Jingluan.

At that moment, he was so strange that it seemed that he had never met him.

Han Yuan frowned, but still walked over to Meng Jingluan, his expression was complicated, and he stopped talking a few times, and finally said, "Shocking water, even if Duanmu Nineteen's heart technique is not correct, how can you ......?"

Meng Jingluan didn't know how to answer her, and smiled slightly bitterly for a long time, "Han Yuan, do you believe Meng Jingluan?" ”

- What Meng Jingluan did was to be cornered and have no way to retreat...... Do you believe Meng Jingluan?

Han Yuan didn't dare to look at Meng Jingluan's scorching gaze, and pinned his head to the side, Meng Jingluan saw that the master took two steps back, turned around and walked to Duanmu Nineteen, who had already been beaten to the coma by Meng Jingluan, sighed lightly, and slowly raised his palm.

He, he wants to use his own internal strength to save Duanmu Nineteen, the woman who just killed Hanama Zheng and has a heart like a snake and scorpion?

How can it be?!

Meng Jingluan forced the sourness that suddenly rolled in his heart, passed by Han Yuan stiffly, rushed over in two steps, stopped between the master and Duanmu Nineteen, raised his eyes and said to him, word by word, and shouted, "If the master wants to save her, kill Meng Jingluan first!" ”

Master's slightly raised hand stiffened, and then slowly put it down.

"Get out of the way."

Meng Jingluan only felt that his eyes were hot, and a thin layer of water vapor quickly rose, and he shook his head and did not move.

"Meng Jingluan once taught you, how to treat people?"

Meng Jingluan bit his lower lip fiercely, only to feel that his chest gradually rose and fell due to excessive emotions, but his eyes were still looking at him exactly as they were.

How to treat people?

Kindness and generosity are human beings, and so are heinous sins. Isn't it the case to do good, so bend yourself and achieve it, Duanmu Nineteen's hands are still stained with the blood of Meng Jingluan, who he regards as a close friend, how can he forgive!?

But Huajian Zheng is a demon clan, Meng Jingluan doesn't know if his life is like a mustard in the eyes of his master?

"Yes, the disciple is at fault." Meng Jingluan laughed, responded in a low voice, and immediately shouted, "The disciple's mistake is that he should have killed this kind of scum a long time ago, and he shouldn't have polluted the master's eyes!" ”

"Shocking water!" Han Yuan and Ning Xun'er broke off at the same time, but they couldn't stop Meng Jingluan from blurting out the words.

I don't want to argue anymore, and I can't argue with it.

"Go down the mountain!" The master turned around fiercely, thinking that the anger could no longer be hidden, and he shouted, "Immediately!" ”

Han Yuan's body trembled, and he knelt on the ground suddenly, "You can't teach it!" ”

Ning Xun'er's little face turned pale with fright, and she knelt down closely, "Ask the master to take back the order, and ask the master to think twice!" Shocking water, she ...... She must be ......."

Qing'er stepped forward in two steps, almost kneeling on the ground, holding her master's white gauze and green clothes with both hands, at this moment she was more embarrassed than Meng Jingluan, her hair was scattered, her eyes were red with tears, and tears continued to flow to her emaciated jaw and drip down.

"Zhangjiao, the fault is in Meng Jingluan, they are all Meng Jingluan's ghosts, and they are all shocking to ...... that day"

"Shut up!"

Meng Jingluan almost subconsciously stopped drinking, intercepting Qing'er's choked words, that filthy and dirty scene, that is, rotting in the heart forever, and not daring to let it be revealed to others.

Everything that is entwined is like a fine net, gradually encompassing everyone, and the more you break free, the tighter the entanglement.

"Oh my God, you...... Look at Duanmu Nineteen! ”

The first to break the deadlock was Xun'er, Meng was stunned, didn't know what was going on, and subconsciously turned around with everyone.

"Apprentice, get out of the way!"

A figure in a purple skirt leaped up, almost attacking Meng Jingluan when he blurted out that loud shout, it was Duanmu Nineteen, who was beaten unconscious by Meng Jingluan first, but at that time, she had completely changed her appearance.

The eyes flashed bewitching blue, narrowed into a long line, and the lips were red, almost blending with the cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows, and it was impossible to tell whether it was beautiful or hideous.

The wrists on the sleeves flew, and the ten fingers poked out inch-long nails, white and terrifying, like eagle claws at the moment, and in an instant, with a fierce wind, it went straight into Meng Jingluan's chest!

Laugh at.

There was a slight tearing sound from the pierced flesh.

Her poignant and sharp long laugh resounded among everyone, "Since you all care about Meng Jingluan so much, then Meng Jingluan wants her to die alive in front of you!" ”

Immediately with the force of his palm, the sharp claw took a piece of flesh and blood from his chest, Meng Jingluan only felt numb for a moment, and suddenly he was overwhelmed by the surging pain, and even the screams were difficult to breathe, and the blood spurting out of his chest flowed like a spring, gurgling down.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and Meng Jingluan's figure shook two steps and suddenly fell down.

It turns out that this is the end.

After that, everything is empty.