The sword light traveled for nearly a hundred miles, and at a glance, it was full of deep ravines left by the terrifying sword light.

Mo Ziang was completely dead, not even a single corpse was left, the corpse was broken and the arm was broken, and blood was spilled.

"Brother Zhou Meng, this, is this dead?" Murong Yanran's eyes were a little confused, in just a moment, the situation changed drastically, Mo Ziang, who was originally arrogant and arrogant, died, and was killed by Zhou Meng, who no longer had a trace of combat effectiveness.

At this moment, Zhou Meng has lost his strength, and on the more than sixty bones in his body, the strands of demonic qi that are permeating him have completely disappeared, and with one knife, he has consumed all the demonic qi he has accumulated.

"Whew, yes, Yanran, ride the Cloud Beast and go. Zhou Meng smiled indifferently, and the next moment, his body became weak, and he fell directly into Murong Yanran's arms, and the Sorrowful Screaming Knife in his hand also automatically returned to the ring.

Seeing this, Murong Yanran hurriedly exclaimed, shaking Zhou Meng, sighed his snort with his fingers, and let out a deep breath, it should be a coma caused by the loss of strength, and then picked up Zhou Meng with difficulty, climbed up the Cloud Beast with difficulty, slapped the horse into the air, and disappeared into this battlefield with high fighting spirit.

Zhou Meng's consciousness seemed to be in chaos, at a glance, it was all dark and boundless, there was no light, and in his mind, a vortex appeared, which instantly sucked Zhou Meng's consciousness into it.

Ten breaths before killing Mo Ziang, he was almost certain to die, and the unwillingness in Zhou Meng's heart seemed to inspire the Great Emperor Diagram in his body, emerging from his body.

The Great Emperor, holding the knife, the tip of the knife is downward, and the cold light flickers slightly on the back of the knife.

"Ninety thousand miles. ”

A voice that seemed to come from outside the sky, eternal, the emperor moved, the tip of the knife was violently raised, and a ray of cold light filled the entire heaven and earth in an instant.

Wow, the sword light was like a sharp arrow, bursting out in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it had been rampant for thousands of miles, and everywhere it was swept away, it was all destroyed.

"The sword intent, the world, the sword is ruthless, rampant for 90,000 miles, extinguished, it will destroy all living beings, if it is not destroyed, it will be necessary for all living beings to bow down and be vassals, Emperor Erben!"

This paragraph, like a divine word, seemed to be blessed on Zhou Meng's body, and at that moment, he seemed to see the sword light in the sky, rampaging for 90,000 miles, which was so familiar.

Hmph, the sword flashed, and in an instant, it killed Mo Ziang.

This memory has been playing repeatedly in Zhou Meng's mind, over and over again, like the trajectory of life, after countless times, it is so clear that it seems to have become a part of his body.

Oh, Zhou Meng sat up, sweating profusely, panting violently, his body was wrapped in thick gauze, oozing red blood, and when he got up suddenly, the pain involved couldn't help but make Zhou Meng grin a little.

"Eh, Brother Zhou Meng, you're awake!" Murong Yanran, lying on Zhou Meng's lap, was already asleep, her face was a little haggard and tired, there was a bloodshot in her eyes, and it was obvious that she hadn't rested well.

Zhou Meng took a deep breath, nodded, rampant for 90,000 miles, kept popping up in his mind, and now he can already use this knife technique, and Zhou Meng feels that this knife technique seems to be his own thing, and there is a feeling that it is connected to his blood.

"Yanran, how long have I fainted?" Zhou Meng patted his somewhat dizzy head and asked weakly.

Murong Yanran raised her delicate face and counted it with her fingers, but it made Zhou dream of Qi Fei in the palace, these two people are really alike, and they can't help but smile.

"Brother Zhou Meng, you have been in a coma for five days. Murong Yanran muttered, it was very cute, and in Zhou Meng's eyes, her heart, which had been silent, suddenly beat a little.

"Eh, five days? I've been dizzy for five days?" Zhou Meng smiled awkwardly, his eyes didn't dare to look at Murong Yanran anymore, at this time he found that Murong Yanran was too beautiful, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion surging out of his heart.

And Murong Yanran didn't feel anything, just looked at Zhou Meng with a smile, and suddenly, she asked a little confused: "Brother Zhou Meng, what is this, why is it a little hard to tie up?"

Zhou Meng followed Murong Yanran's gaze and directly saw between his legs, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, this little girl actually put her hands on her "second brother".

"Ah, Brother Zhou Meng, what is this?I've already taken off all the clothes on your body, why are there any hard objects here?" As she spoke, Murong Yanran actually pinched it with her jade-like fingers.

"Ahh

Murong Yanran's face suddenly turned red, she had never eaten pork, had she never seen a pig run? She was also sixteen or seventeen, she was an ordinary girl, she was already married, and now she just reacted, a blush quietly spread across her cheeks, as if she was about to drip blood, and her hands didn't dare to move, and her fingers trembled a little.

"That, that, Yanran, ah! You let go, let go of your hand, hand. With the trembling of Murong Yanran's fingers, Zhou Meng couldn't help it anymore, he had experienced two lives, but he was still an authentic boy chicken, and now he was grabbed by Murong Yanran at the fatal point, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble, this temptation almost made him unable to resist.

Murong Yanran seemed to be confused, her hand retracted like lightning, her head seemed to be buried between her snow peaks, and there was a hint of redness in her ears.

Looking at Murong Yanran's seductive ears, lips and neck, Zhou Meng only felt a heat in his body, a stream of heat gushing out from between his noses, and he couldn't help but wipe it with his hand.

"Blood ......" Zhou Meng was a little stupid, good guy, he quickly wiped it embarrassedly, it doesn't matter if he doesn't wipe it, his face is covered with blood, and his eyes are a little dodgy, and he doesn't dare to look at Murong Yanran.

"This is really a goblin!" Zhou Meng swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to move again.

The two of them were so embarrassed and motionless, and it dragged on for a full ten minutes, Zhou Meng couldn't help it, coughed and said, "Yanran, go get me some water, I'll wash my face." ”

Murong Yanran didn't dare to raise her head, sighed, and ran out in small steps, Zhou Mengcai took a deep breath, shook his head with a wry smile and sighed deeply: "Hey, after two lives, my brother, I have wronged you." ”

The two rested for another day, Zhou Meng's external injuries were almost healed, and the energy in his body had been filled with five or six out of ten, and he already had some combat power, so he rode the Cloud Beast and left the inn.

Above the sky, the clouds were like a quilt that stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky, and the cloud beast walked on the clouds, Murong Yanran sat in front, Zhou Meng sat in the back, his buttocks shrunk backwards, and he didn't dare to approach Murong Yanran at all, for fear that his aggrieved brother would have any ideas.

"Yanran, after sending you home, I will return to the palace, if there is fate, let's see you again. Zhou Meng laughed softly, but there was a sense of loss in his heart.

When Murong Yanran heard this, her mood was obviously low, but she just said yes and didn't speak again.

In just two hours, the Benyun Beast landed in a bustling and lively city, and Zhou Meng and Murong Yanran led the Benyun Beast and walked towards the city.

In the east of the city, a huge mansion is located here, which is the mansion of Murong Yu, the master of the True Martial Sect, and Murong Yanran is the eldest lady of the True Martial Sect, the daughter of Murong Yu.

"Big, eldest miss, eldest lady is back!" Zhou Meng and Murong Yanran had just come to the door of the mansion when they were discovered by a servant guarding the door, and they were quickly surprised, ran down, and knelt down towards Murong Yanran.

"Miss, it's really you, Xiao Xizi greets Miss!" The servant was extremely excited, and then stood up and ran towards the mansion to inform Murong Yu.

Zhou Meng looked at Murong Yanran and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yanran, I have to go, you go home, be careful in the future, I will come to you when I go down the mountain." ”

"Brother Zhou Meng, since you're here, come to my house and sit down before leaving, okay?" Murong Yanran asked expectantly.

Zhou Meng couldn't bear it in his heart, nodded his head, and Murong Yan jumped up with joy, like a child getting his favorite toy.

But Zhou Meng never thought that if it weren't for Murong Yanran's banquet, he would definitely lose the most important opportunity in his life, but after that, he also lost the most precious thing in his heart, and he never found it after a long time.

ps: Ask for collection, ask for recommendation, so many words, the results are so dismal that you can't look at it directly, brothers, give some strength, rush up!

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