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Runaway Valley.

In the guest room, Meng Po looked at Wei Ming, who was lying on the bed, pale and unconscious, and asked distressedly: "No real person, no Ming... I don't know what happened to him~"

Flawless withdrew his hand from Mingming's wrist, stroked his gray beard, and said with emotion: "It should be said that it is a blessing in disguise!" Although this young man was injured by my junior brother with the Dafa of Transformation Gong and dissolved his internal strength, it happened to hook his original dark injury, so that the dark injury became a light injury, plus he is still young and well versed in pharmacology, if nothing happens, he will wake up within three days, and he will be fully recovered in about half a month~"

After hearing this, Meng Po secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Weiming's life was worry-free, and she had healed the secret wound brought out of her mother's womb because of the blessing of misfortune, so she didn't say much, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and guarded him.

Seeing this, Flawless Zi didn't mean to disturb, so he got up and planned to leave, Meng Po didn't mean to get up to send him off, just nodded and signaled, and then turned his attention back to Weiming, Flawless saw her like this, and was not angry, stroked his beard, and glanced at Meng Po and Weiming lying on the bed with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, and left with a smile.

Out of the door, Flawless came to the edge of the cliff where he often practiced, and stood there quietly, after a while, Flawless suddenly sighed and said: "It's been about twenty years since we last met~ Since you're here, why don't Dongfang Shaoxia show up?" Or call you... Tour Commander? ”

As soon as the words fell, a black figure with an iron mask suddenly appeared on the boulder on the edge of the cliff, it was Dongfang Xi.

"Young man...?" Dongfang Xi said with emotion: "I haven't heard such a title for a long time~" After a pause, Dongfang Xi continued: "Dongfang Xi... He died in the catastrophe of the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, and he also died in the battle of the Evil Palace a year ago, and now what is standing in front of you is just a nameless lonely ghost~! ”

Dongfang Xi's voice was very hoarse, coupled with the fact that he was injured and weak, and now his voice is no different from the wind blowing dead branches, which was caused by swallowing coals in order to hide his identity from others, he subconsciously touched his iron mask, and this face was also ruined by his own hands at that time.

Thinking back to the beginning, in order to take revenge, he was disfigured and devoured, sneaking into the court, and finally became what he is now, people are not like people and ghosts, and even now, even his own son is almost not protected.

The flawless man on the side was silent, as an outsider, he really didn't know what to say, in fact, when Gu Yuexuan told him about the extrajudicial Thirty Tenten incident, he also mentioned Dongfang Weiming and Dongfang Xi, and even at that time, he thought that it would be better for such a talented and well-natured teenager to worship under the door of Xiaoyao Valley, but Weiming has never had a chance to visit Xiaoyao Valley, and this matter is gone.

At that time, neither Gu Yuexuan nor Flawless Zi had ever thought of swimming, that is, Dongfang Xi, who was actually Dongfang Weiming's biological father, in fact, there was only one person in Xiaoyao Valley who had a little guess about it at that time, but then Weiming traveled everywhere, and Dongfang Xi's whereabouts were unknown, so it was not over at this time.

"Immaculate senior, I... Dongfang Xi has something to ask for~"

After a while, Dongfang Xi suddenly knelt in front of Flawless Zi and said heavily, this may be the last time he will beg for someone with this name, or the penultimate time.

Flawless couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately reached out to help him up, "What are you doing?" Something to get up and talk about~"

Dongfang Xi stopped the flawless movement, shook his head and said: "Dongfang Xi is a junior, and he has asked for a senior, and this gift is well-deserved for the senior." ”

"Ahem~~" Saying that, Dongfang Xi coughed twice, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, he had been caught by the Heavenly Providence City Lord three punches and seven kicks in the defenseless before, and he was already seriously injured, and later used his sword to block Xuan Mingzi's half-move poisonous palm, if it wasn't for the fact that he was fed a life pill before the dawn, and then sent to Xiaoyao Valley in time for treatment, he would probably have seen the real Meng Po by the bridge at this time.

"Immaculate senior, I believe in you as a person, so... I would like to ask you... Accept the unknown as a disciple, for... Teach him for me the principles of being a human being and the way to go in the future. Dongfang Xi said the request intermittently, but after he finished speaking, his breath became even weaker, it turned out that he had been suppressing the injury with internal force before, but at this time, he was about to be unable to suppress it.

Seeing this, Flawless Zi hurriedly meditated, put his hands on Dongfang Xi's shoulders, and used his own internal strength to heal him, and at the same time said: "Back then, you and Li Cangtian came to Xiaoyao Valley to return the secret book of the Northern Shengong, and you had great kindness to this sect, this little thing is nothing, not to mention that this child is very talented and has a very kind heart, even if you don't say it, Lao Dao also has plans to include him in the door wall, but the entry apprenticeship is all voluntary, if he is not willing to worship in Xiaoyao Valley, then Lao Dao is also powerless." ”

"With the words of the seniors, the younger generations will be relieved." Dongfang Xi said with relief: "If he doesn't want to, it means that he can't get the blessings, and the younger generation will naturally not force it." ”

Flawless nodded, and the two of them stopped talking and concentrated on their exercises.

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At the same time, in the unclear room, Meng Po is concentrating on helping Weiming wipe his forehead and cheeks, and from time to time he also reaches out to probe the unclear veins and stomach, there is a hearth not far from the bed, and the stove is hot with medicinal porridge, if he feels that the unclear spleen and stomach are empty, he will use a small spoon to feed a little bit against the corner of his mouth, which is also to prevent the unclear from being in a coma for too long and causing weakness.

After feeding the rice porridge again, Meng Po carefully wiped the corners of her mouth for Weiming, and then looked at him so stupidly, after looking at him for a while, she didn't know what to remember, her face flushed again, and she looked away shyly.

But soon she turned back again, but her expression became a little resentful, as if she was not saying it clearly, and as if she was talking to herself: "Little enemy, I really don't know what kind of sins I created in my previous life, but I let you appear by my side..."

Saying that, Meng Po couldn't help but stroke her unclear cheeks, and said faintly: "You said you would come~ But why did you come so late again, could it be... Is it really my sin in my previous life that made me experience half a lifetime of suffering in this life, and I came to you at this time when I was half old~? ”

Meng Po spoke with grievances, and tears flowed unconsciously from her eyes.

"That's it~ just think it's my own doing! Now that I have come to you, what more can I ask for? Meng Po stroked her cheeks and said gently: "Little wrongdoer~ little boy!" You must wake up, you must not have any problems! Concubine... concubine..."

Halfway through the words, Meng Po stopped, smiled self-deprecatingly, and did not continue.

Looking at Weiming who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, Meng Po's heart moved, she felt it carefully, and after confirming that there was no one near the room, she secretly glanced at Weiming's sleeping face, and then gently leaned on Weiming's chest.

With his cheek pressed against his unspecified neck, he could even feel his breathing, and he looked up and glanced at it secretly, and his heart was filled with a little daughter's joy.

Although she wanted to go further, the faint inferiority complex in her heart stopped her movements.

That's good~ That's good...

Meng Po thought.