Meng Yi stepped into this lonely peak, the road of Doosan still exists, the 10,000 years have not left much mottled on it, and the sea of stones covered by the ice clearly records some illegible words.

The Flame Eater has long ceased to cry, and when it comes to this world, it knows everything, and the seeds that bury its soul have grown, and it naturally has a general understanding of this world.

Meng Yi still held Mo Yan's hand, and the two climbed for two hours to reach the top of this 10,000-foot high Doushan Mountain.

It seems to be commemorating, but also like silent mourning, when Meng Yi saw a brilliant attic appear in front of him, he didn't have any unusual expression, and even lowered his head unconsciously, this is the memory of the deceased, the memory of this world.

Mo Yan glanced at Meng Yi in surprise, in the past two months, although the two of them didn't talk much, but her opinion of Meng Yi had changed fundamentally, the thief might only be his outermost thing...

"Come in, master, I feel a strong call." The childish voice of the Flame Eater sounded in his head.

Meng Yi was silent, and once again pulled Mo Yan towards this gorgeous palace, and two big characters were written on the majestic gate, "Doosan." “

"You're here..." Suddenly, a hidden voice sounded without warning, and Mo Yan shivered.

Why did Mo Yan feel that he had a trace of soul trembling just by saying a word, why?

"Yes, I'm coming, bringing your people." Meng Yi's respectful deep arm, the Flame Eater Worm rolled down one by one.

"But there's something about the man next to you that I hate it." The old man said with a little dissatisfaction.

"She's my friend, that's all." Meng Yi said lightly.

However, Mo Yan was shocked in his heart, no wonder he felt uncomfortable when he heard the old man's words for the first time, the old man didn't expect to have such a great disgust for the breath on her body.

"Okay, in that case, I won't be reluctant, do you know who I am, or what is this world?" The old man's voice sounded again.

"I know that you are the supreme ruler of this world, which was destroyed by the Upper Three Realms hundreds of millions of years ago

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Destroying the world. Meng Yi said lightly.

"Very good, it's basically like this, a long, long time ago, maybe a million years, there were originally four worlds sharing a single origin, but then for some reason, the other three realms joined forces to destroy my world and completely sealed my people under this ice that spread for millions of miles." The old man was born with extreme vicissitudes, and his tone was extremely sad.

"So before you died, you planted the seeds of hatred in all your tribes, and as long as one race survives, there is hope for your hatred, am I right?" Meng Yi said with a slightly moved face.

"Maybe, but I didn't expect it to be the Flame Eaters who completed this task, you should understand, I appreciate your qualifications." The old man didn't care about the strangeness in Meng Yi's words at all.

"Is the master-servant relationship also a phenomenon peculiar to your world?" Meng Yi still ignored the praise in the old man's words.

However, the old man didn't care about Meng Yi's little impoliteness, and still patiently explained: "Exactly, this is a phenomenon unique to our demon world, and there is no other world at all. “

"Okay, I regret the fall of the demon world, and I also sympathize with your plight, but senior, do you know, I can't fulfill your request, and I don't have the strength to achieve it, I'm just an ant." Meng Yi directly picked out the topic, indeed, as he said, the upper realm, that is almost not the world he can imagine.

However, the old man was not angry, his tone was still kind, "Listen, child, I am not forcing you to do this, but please believe that you will always face similar problems in the end, because your fate is destined to be so. “

"Maybe this is just wishful thinking on the part of the seniors, but despite this, please rest assured that I will definitely take care of the Flame Eater and ensure that your people are not destroyed." Meng Yi said with an unchanged expression.

"This sentence makes me very happy, as a reward, I think there are still some things in the demon world that satisfy you, please enter the inner hall." The old voice said with a little relief.

Meng Yi was overjoyed, he really couldn't refuse such a benefit, so he thanked Mo Yan and walked towards the inner hall.

"She'll stay." The old man still seemed to have a bit of a grudge against Mo Yan.

"She's my friend

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。 Meng Yi said with a little dissatisfaction.

"The word friend is too broad to be convincing, and besides, it's very merciful for me to have her here." For the first time, the old man made an impatient voice.

"Okay." Mo Yan said indifferently, "I'll stay." “

"Senior, she's my woman, I believe this reason should be enough, right?" Meng Yi suddenly said something coldly that made Mo Yan stunned.

Is it humiliating, Mo Yan looked at Meng Yi angrily, but there was no trace of a smile on the young man's face, his eyes were clear and transparent, and the anger that had just risen suddenly dropped suddenly.

"Is that so?" The old man asked in disbelief.

Meng Yi didn't answer, and suddenly an arrow flashed in front of Mo Yan, and at the moment when the beauty was stunned, he kissed Mo Yan's fragrant lips.

"I'm really sorry, I'm not worried that you're here alone, after all, the old man doesn't like your breath very much, if it is" Meng Yi's voice followed, which made Mo Yan, who was stiff, stretch a little.

"Now believe it." Meng Yi let go of Mo Yan and said to the old man.

"Well, barely, since it's your woman, I believe it won't be against you, so it's okay, she can also choose a gift in it, remember, it's just one." There was a little kindness in the old man's voice, as long as the people who helped Meng Yi were his friends, this was the unchanging law.

Even if Meng Yi didn't agree to his request, fate is always fate, and the final result is still the same.

Meng Yi pulled Mo Yan into the so-called inner hall, Mo Yan's expression looked very unnatural, and he kept wiping his lips with his hands.

"I want to kill you." The grievances in Mo Yan's heart were really difficult to discharge, and he said to Meng Yi beside him.

"But I guess before you can do it, the old guy will slaughter you." Meng Yi looked at Mo Yan with a wicked smile and said.

Mo Yan's face moved a few times again, but he still couldn't help but not burst out, and said, "Count yourself lucky." “

Meng Yi didn't answer, just smiled, but Mo Yan's little hand was still held in the palm of his hand, in the lonely world, maybe this can be regarded as a mutual comfort, in the past two months, this has become a habit.

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