Zhuang Xiang's eyes are very similar to those of a Tibetan mastiff, usually not completely open, as if he despises everything in the world, and when he draws his sword, people will hallucinate the roar of a lion.

However, in the face of Wei Lone, Zhuang Xiang was calm.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere," Zhuang Xiang said alarmistly, "your face is familiar." ”

The junior brother who followed beside him knew that Zhuang Xiang had never been to Jilan Mountain, and Wei Lin had never been to Jilan Mountain, they must have met for the first time, but Zhuang Xiang said that he and Wei Lin seemed to know each other, which must be an illusion.

"Senior brother, this is Wei Lin of the Dingfeng Sect, who has not long been an adult, and has participated in the lecture for the first time."

Zhuang Xiang's brows furrowed slightly, "In my dream, I saw you. ”

Wei Xiao was drenched in cold sweat, he never thought about the eighth day of the ninth month, Zhuang Xiang could still leave an impression.

"Senior Brother Zhuang said with a smile, how could we recognize each other when we met for the first time?"

Zhuang Xiang looked at Wei Lian's face carefully, and was very sure that he had seen her in his dream on the eighth day of the ninth month. There was another man in the dark, with her.

The junior brother on the side saw that Zhuang Xiang was a little angry, and did not understand, and whispered behind Zhuang Xiang: "Senior brother, it's time to invite someone to move in." ”

Zhuang Xiang realized at this time that his scrutinizing gaze might be rude, turned sideways slightly, stretched out his hand, made a "please" gesture, and invited Wei Lin to enter.

Wei Lin was not afraid of Zhuang Xiang, took out the calmness and calmness of a crocodile, led the team past in front of Zhuang Xiang, bowed and saluted without losing courtesy, and said, "Senior Brother Xie Zhuang receives." ”

"You know, my surname is Zhuang?"

"The name of Zhuang Xiang is like thunder."

"How do you know that I am Zhuang Xiang?"

Wei Lian's heart palpitated, as if no one had introduced him yet, "I heard that Zhuang Xiang of Ji Lan Sect is like a cold jade, with a solemn temperament, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation." ”

After all, Wei Lin didn't forget to mention Zhou Meng, "The reason why my sect visited at night was because my junior sister was naughty, and she took the money we stayed in the inn and went by herself. It is estimated that he was attracted by the new things in the realm of the Jilan Sect, and he forgot the time, so he has not returned to the team yet. I took all the disciples to move in, and I also wanted to ask, how should I respond when my junior sister comes back? ”

Zhuang Xiang replied, "I'll answer it." ”

The Jilan Sect sent Zhuang Xiang to greet the guests, but it was really full of sincerity.

"Senior sister has a stubborn temperament, if you are offended at that time, please bear with me." Wei Lin finally explained.

After Zhuang Xiang nodded, Wei Xiao hurriedly took his disciples to settle down.

According to Wei Lian's conjecture, Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue may go to the foot of the mountain to rest first, and if they can't find the team the next day, they will come directly up the mountain.

When Zhou Meng took Cheng Xue to Ji Lanzong, it was already the middle of the night.

The air was extremely cold, and the gates of the Ji Lan Sect were covered with a thin layer of ice.

Zhou Meng was about to knock on the door, and a pair of doors floated in front of him.

Shanglian: "What's the matter with visiting the office late at night?" ”

The next link is empty, a brush hangs in front of him, Zhou Meng lifts the pen, looks at the top of the brush inlaid with this circle of gold edges, and the gold edges are engraved with two small seals: "Ji Lan".

"That's a good pen." Zhou Meng praised, and then wrote on the next couplet: "The distinguished guest is here, open the door." ”

Shanglian: "Dare to ask who is the distinguished guest?" ”

Zhou Meng waved his hand: "Dingfeng Sect." ’

Shanglian: "The distinguished guests of the Dingfeng Sect have moved in, and they dare to ask who the distinguished guests are." ”

Cheng Xue looked at it and said, "It's Senior Sister Lonely, they must have already gone in." ”

"This couplet can't understand people!" Zhou Meng said angrily.

Mo Long: "This couplet is not smart enough at first glance. ”

Zhou Meng: "You two are half a catty, don't say anything." ”

"Senior Sister Meng, how can we say that we can let the couplet in?" Cheng Xue asked, he was worried about Zhou Meng's wound, and the effect of the pill might be over soon.

Zhou Meng thought for a while, and wrote in the next couplet: "Dingfeng Sect, Zhou Meng." ”

Shanglian: "The night god is impassable. ”

"Good for your personal workmanship, handicap! Why can't you pass in the middle of the night! The pronunciation is not accurate, I tore it for you, go back to the furnace and rebuild it. "Zhou Meng wanted to catch the door link, but was stopped by Cheng Xue.

"Senior Sister Meng, don't worry about the door union. Ji Lanzong advocates the god of light Xihe, and rarely moves at night, and it is understandable that the night is forbidden. I asked Butterfly to go inside and find Sister Lonely, and ask her to find someone to bring us in. ”

Zhou Meng agreed.

The two stood by the door, the butterfly flew to the lintel, and when they were about to step over, a cold light flashed, and a butterfly broke its wings.

"Oops!" Cheng Xue felt her vision shaking, and the sense of falling was very real.

Zhou Meng didn't know what was going on Cheng Xue's side, but he saw a cultivator flying out of the high gate, holding a long sword in his hand, about to stab another butterfly.

It's Zhuang Xiang.

He sensed that the butterfly had crossed over and broken into the barrier, and he killed them.

Cheng Xue covered her head, the pain of the butterfly was transmitted to Cheng Xue's soul, and the pain of broken wings made Cheng Xue feel heartbroken.

Zhou Meng took the Ji Lan pen and drew the ink dragon into a long whip, which was thrown directly at Zhuang Xiang's long sword.

Zhuang Xiang saw the long whip coming, turned around to dodge, turned around and chopped, and the long whip was broken into two.

Before the broken piece fell to the ground, it was connected to the one in Zhou Meng's hand.

"Zhuang Xiang! Stop it! Zhou Meng shouted loudly.

The butterfly struggled to fly towards Cheng Xue's side, Zhuang Xiang flew to chase after him, the arrow blade came to Cheng Xue, Zhou Meng's long whip swung up, wrapped Zhuang Xiang's wrist, and turned the sword to the ground: "We are people from Ji Lan Sect, and we are here to participate in the lecture!" ”

Zhuang Xiang flicked the blade of the sword, the long whip shattered, and the blade of the sword pointed at Zhou Meng.

"Oops! There's something to say. We are also guests, how can you have such hospitality? Zhou Meng said in a panic.

"It's you guys who broke through the barrier?" Zhuang Xiang asked.

Zhou Meng pretended to be innocent: "We and the team got lost, and we haven't found the door until now." Seeing that there was no one to guard here, I wanted to go in and find our senior sister and ask her to bring us in. Wei Lian, our senior sister, you know, she has been here. ”

Zhuang Xiang looked at the wound on Zhou Meng's chest, and was wrapped in sackcloth again and again, and blood stains leaked out.

"You have the aura of an evil god in you."

Zhou Meng's heart was shocked, and he no longer dared to underestimate Zhuang Xiang's strength. If he found out the demon god in her mind, would he directly ask someone to cut her off as a guinea pig?

Cheng Xue hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Senior Sister Dream is practicing the dream word formula, and the exercises are somewhat blurry, Senior Brother Xiang can't be mistaken." ”

When Zhuang Xiang saw Cheng Xue, he felt more and more that he had seen these two people at any time, especially the green silk in front of Cheng Xue's eyes, which was really exactly the same as in his dream.

"You know I'm Zhuang Xiang?"

Zhou Meng got off the donkey: "Of course I know, I practice dream words, and I have also entered your dream!" ”

Zhuang Xiang asked: "Dreaming?" ”

"That's right." Zhou Meng flicked his sword aside, with a hippie smile, "Among the dream words I have learned, there is a trick called the Dream Order. If you can do it successfully, you will be able to enter other people's dreams. Some time ago, I heard the name of Senior Brother Zhuang Xiang and admired it very much. I want to make friends, but Senior Brother Zhuang Xiang never goes down the mountain, so I made this decision to make friends with Senior Brother Xiang. ”

"Are you Zhou Meng?"

"That's right! Senior Brother Xiang also knows me! ”

"Yes, blue-faced fangs, bloodthirsty."

“…… That's all hearsay. ”

"But the dream word recipe does not have the spiritual power of the evil god." Zhuang Xiang asserted, "Among the two of you, there must be someone whose soul is not pure. ”

Cheng Xuemian hurriedly explained: "Maybe, it has something to do with the Mohe Bridge?" ”

Zhou Meng immediately thought of a better excuse, clutched his chest and said, "That's right! Mohe Bridge. When we reached the Moke Bridge, we were blocked by a bridge and threatened me with my brother's life and demanded my blood. I tell you, don't tell anyone, my blood is very valuable...... It must be because I fought with that evil bridge that I have a bad spirit. ”

"Uh-huh." Cheng Xue couldn't stop nodding.

When Zhuang Xiang heard the Mohe Bridge, he was a little moved."Senior Brother Xiang, Senior Sister's wound has not healed yet, the pill I prepared may soon be invalid, and it needs to be healed in time, please let us in quickly!"

Although Zhuang Xiang couldn't see Cheng Xue's eyes, he was moved by Cheng Xue's sincerity.

Zhou Meng was secretly glad that he brought Cheng Xue with him, and he was easy to talk everywhere, even a ruthless monk like Zhuang Xiang would be moved by Cheng Xue.

Zhuang Xiang finally relented, "Okay, you can go in." But," he said more harshly, "these can't be brought in." ”

Zhuang Xiang swung his sword and lifted the burden on Cheng Xue's back into the air.

Cheng Xue reached out to protect the baggage, but pounced.

Zhou Meng whipped to pick up the burden, but saw that the burden was stabbed by Zhuang Xiang's sword, and the incense inside fell down.

Zhou Meng immediately put the dream barrier and protected all kinds of flowers and cakes.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say it all? Zhou Meng asked.

Zhuang Xiang said coldly: "Spices, forbidden." ”

"It's just a simple spice, how can you ...... Hey, Zhuang Xiang, what's wrong with you? ”

Zhuang Xiang suddenly staggered, holding his sword and waving it wildly.

After Cheng Xue heard it, she reminded Zhou Meng: "Senior Sister Meng, flower cake, Zhuangxiang pollen allergy!" ”

When Zhou Meng heard this, he didn't panic, but looked up to the sky and laughed: "Yes, I forgot that Zhuang Xiang still has such a problem!" Unexpectedly, I thought you were just allergic to flowers, but it turned out that you were allergic to the flowers in the flower cake! Hahaha......"

"Come, Zhuang Xiang, don't move, don't chop ...... Bring it to you," Zhou Meng snatched Zhuang Xiang's sword, "Let's go, let your door link open the door for us." ”

Zhou Meng pushed Zhuang Xiang in front, went to the door, and said to Zhuang Xiang: "Come, open the door." ”

Zhuang Xiang covered his head, confused, feeling that the whole world was floating with petals, and then said disobediently: "Open the door." ”

Then the door opened. Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue took one of Zhuang Xiang's arms and walked into the Ji Lan Sect.

In order to keep Zhuang Xiang in this half-squinted and half-awake state, the dream barrier was wrapped in a flower cake and hung on Zhuang Xiang's head.

Because of the experience of the eighth cycle of the ninth month, Zhou Meng knew Zhuang Xiang's residence very well, and with Mo Long's guidance, he quickly brought Zhuang Xiang to his White Pavilion.

A white pavilion near the lake, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and perennial snow, the sky and the mountains and water, up and down a white, so named "a white".

"It's so elegant." Zhou Meng threw Zhuang Xiang on the bed, "Let's get a good night's sleep." ”

When he was about to leave, he suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled, and when he looked back, it was Zhuang Xiang's hand that grabbed the corners of his clothes."Stop!"

Zhuang Xiang still had words in his mouth, as if he was looking for some monster.

Zhou Meng pulled, Zhuang Xiang dragged it too hard, he couldn't pull it at all, and in his last anger, he swung his sword and cut off his clothes, and took Cheng Xue to find Wei Lian.

As soon as he walked out of the White Pavilion, the effect of the pill had passed, and Zhou Meng covered his chest, fainting in pain.

Cheng Xue hugged Zhou Meng and sent the only remaining butterfly to find Wei Lian.