Agarwood seemed to be threatened by Zhou Meng, and took Zhou Meng to find the Silk Tower.

In fact, he took Zhou Meng to the side of the tattooed clock.

The sheep enters the tiger's mouth, and life and death are unpredictable.

With a wave of his hand, he let Agarwood let Zhou Meng go.

"It seems that you people in Lidu are not all stupid, and you are quite capable of bending and stretching." Zhou Meng said.

After Wen Zhong turned around, Zhou Meng suddenly laughed: "My God, this is the princess of Lidu? Why do you look the same as Jiang Que!"

Wen Zhong seemed to be injured, and the blood scab on his face had covered most of his face.

"The eldest prince of the capital has entered the period of tribulation, and his whole body is covered with scabs. After the son-in-law was thundered by the sky, she also began to scab. Therefore, this blood scab still has a certain relationship with the Heavenly Tribulation." Zhou Meng said idly.

Wen Zhong was unhurried, and when he came to Zhou Meng's body, he was slightly attached and held Zhou Meng's throat: "Do you know your current situation?"

"What's the situation? The situation where your neck is in your hands."

"Aren't you kidnapped by the Meizu Rose Lord? Why, the Lord of the Roses thinks you can't do it, so I'll throw you here?"

"No way? You're saying I can't! That's absolutely impossible for you! Do you know the situation? The person who united with Li Xuanling to leave Wei Xiao saved me. Moreover, there is also your second son, Zhuohua, who has now abandoned evil and followed good. Look at you, follow Lidu, what good fruit there is. Why don't you come and take refuge in my Dingfeng Sect. Our female cultivators of the Dingfeng Sect are held by the wonderful character god, and they have not disfigured their faces for ten years, and your face may only be saved by me in the Dingfeng Sect."

Wen Zhong gently stroked Wei Lian's face, "Indeed, good skin."

"You're still in the mood to touch other people's faces, aren't you afraid, Wei Lonely is in the Spirit of Heaven, see you!"

Zhou Meng's words, when he first said it, were full of ridicule, and the further he went, the tone couldn't help but become more and more indignant. In the end, the momentum of the declaration of war was actually spoken.

Wen Zhong was so frightened by Zhou Meng that he shook his hands, "What? You hate me?". z.br>

"If it weren't for you, would Wei Lin have died?"

Zhou Meng's eyes were full of bloodshots.

Face Zhoumeng herself didn't expect that under such a working condition, she didn't think about how to please the tattoo clock, and thought of a perfect way to get out, but chose to vent her anger.

This kind of behavior is too irrational.

But if you want to live, it's up to Molong.

Mo Long: "Outrageous, Wen Zhong actually has no hatred for you, which makes it difficult for me to do it."

Zhou Meng: "Agarwood, suck the hatred of agarwood, she was deceived by me just now."

Mo Long: "This little bit of psionic energy is not enough for you to escape. You have to make Wen Zhong angry now, her anger is worth it!"

"Wen Zhong, what are your feelings for Wei Lian? She's just your meeting in the water, isn't she? So, you kill her, and you don't care?"

Zhou Mengmeng knew what kind of weight Wei Xiao had in Wen Zhong's heart.

"I didn't kill her! I've always thought that I'm the only one in the world struggling. The appearance of Wei Lin made me realize that there are still people like me, who have to think about everything and weigh all the gains and losses. For the first time, I felt that I was not alone."

"Then you killed her!"

"I didn't kill her! It was Ji Cang, who hacked her to death with the Heavenly Tribulation."

"Are you there?"

For some reason, the tattoo clock was silent for a moment.

"Are you there?" Zhou Meng asked.

"I'm here."

"Why did you watch Zhou Meng being killed by the thunderstorm? Why didn't you use your body to keep the thunder tribulation out of Wei Lian's body? Why are you ......?"

Wen Zhong stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Meng from continuing.

But Zhou Meng is not interested.

She has already seen Wen Zhong's guilt towards Wei Lone, and it seems that Wen Zhong has no general feelings for Wei Lone.

So now, here comes the way to live.

"If I

Yes, I won't let her die. I'd rather I die than let her die."

Wen Zhong looked back in surprise, this surprise seemed a little weird, "Why? Is it because she is the future sect master of the Fixing Wind Sect? I know that you are decent people, and you have always liked it, and the big picture is important."

"Definitely! I protect her because she's my best friend." "I thought your best friend was Zhuang Xiang."

"Is this what Wei Lin told you? When Wei Lin and I met, Zhuang Xiang was still taking a bath in Ji Lanzong, and when we were struggling in thousands of reincarnations, Zhuang Xiang was just a small episode. Later, we became close friends with Zhuang Xiang, but before Wei Lin and I were, we didn't have the friendship you see."

Wen Zhong sneered, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, you killed Wei Lian, and sooner or later, I will take revenge on her."

Mo Long: "Are you looking for death, or are you trying to survive! Give you a chance and you won't be useful! If you say that, won't she strangle you to death?"

Zhou Meng: "Don't talk yet."

"Is she so important to you?"

"This kind of relationship is something that a wild sect like you won't understand. We are family and comrades-in-arms, and I want to tell you that I have kissed Wei Lian."

"That's enough. Then if you take revenge, you should also go to Jicang."

"You have to be clear, if you hadn't attacked the Dingfeng Sect, Jicang wouldn't have caused the Heavenly Tribulation. We are now enemies. Or, you'll kill me now."

Mo Long: "What are you talking about! Are you going to give up on the mission?"

Wen Zhong suddenly hesitated: "If I kill it, what will you think of Wei Lian?"

"Wherever she is, in her consciousness, or in dust, she will hate you. Because you killed her dearest. Of course, if you don't mind, I beg you to do it now, let me accompany her. I'm here today, and I have no intention of leaving."

The tattooed clock is very cold, which does not seem to be the same as the previous tattooed clock.

Zhou Meng remembered that the previous tattoo clock liked to look up to the sky and laugh, and he was stupid with Lichen and Jiangque.

But tonight, she has been calm, and she exudes this kind of widowhood all over her body.

Her hand wrapped around the back of Zhou Meng's neck, pressed Zhou Meng's neck, and let Zhou Meng look at the silk tower.

"I won't kill you, I won't fulfill you and Wei Lian. And I will tell you that your end is near. In the Falling Sky Mirror, there is a mirror image of each of you. Every wisp of your evil thoughts will be imaged in the Falling Sky Mirror.

As long as you are alive, your mirror image will derive, multiply, and grow indefinitely. As long as we can get your spiritual power, we can annihilate you all without spending a single soldier.

When the time comes, there will be only your mirror image and your divisive thoughts left in this world."

Zhou Meng seemed to understand something.

The people of Lidu have released the evil thoughts in the Falling Sky Mirror, and are using these evil thoughts to build an army.

Another point is that these evil thoughts need the spiritual power of the cultivator to support them.

With the spiritual power of cultivators, they will grow and multiply.

It's like uncontrollable evil thoughts that swell in people's hearts.

"If you tell me your secret, aren't you afraid that I will think of a solution to deal with you?" Zhou Meng asked.

"The cruelest thing in the world is not to put death on someone else, but to let others know the cause of death, and then let them, knowing the problem, find a solution, watch them draw water in a bamboo basket, and finally collapse. That's the most enjoyable thing."

Zhou Meng looked at the Silk Tower and asked, "Our evil thoughts, in the mirror world, are imaged. The Falling Sky Mirror, projecting the image into reality, you use our spiritual power to help the reproduction of evil thoughts, then, what power do you use to control the imaging of evil thoughts? What else do you have besides the Falling Sky Mirror?"

"Reaper's men, undead hunters, do you remember? They have been released by you and wandered among men."

Wen Zhong got up slightly, and Zhou Meng suddenly looked

Arrived at the gourd of the poet.

She used this gourd to hold the Falling Sky Mirror, and then fell into the hands of Lidu, but she didn't expect that it was now hanging on the waist of the tattooed clock.

"That was a long time ago!"

"Not long ago, it was last year. At that time, you and Wei Lin were already close friends, right?"

"We both wore a pair of pants when we were kids. You go on, what an undead catcher. What do they have to do with the Thread Tower?" "How do they lure the undead into their trap?"

Wen Zhong smiled slightly, shook off Zhou Meng, waved his hand, and summoned a few of his subordinates, "Take this person down the mountain, go to Wei Lone's grave, look at Wei Lone's tombstone, and then, kill it."

"Wen Zhong, remember, I will definitely take revenge." Zhou Meng finally said a cruel word and was taken away.

Agarwood on the side said to Wen Zhong, "Son-in-law, I thought you were going to tell Zhou Meng all the secrets of the Silk Tower."

"What? Do you think I need to tell her?"

"Zhou Meng probably has an understanding of wood structure. We use wooden rhizomes and vines to control these evil thoughts, and if she finds out, she'll probably really find a way to crack it."

Wen Zhong paused and said, "So, I didn't tell her."

After Zhou Meng was taken down the mountain, he suddenly felt that Wen Zhong was a fool.

has already gone down the mountain, the effectiveness of Meizu's ashes has been reduced, two little minions, where can they stop Zhou Meng?

So Zhou Meng knocked the two minions down, and then took out the Shixian gourd from the waist of the tattooed bell from his sleeve.

"Thrilling, but, worth it."

Zhou Meng went to the agreed place and squatted in the grass to wait for Gong Shiyu.

There had been no movement from her side.

However, Zhou Mengmeng, Wen Zhong has been dealing with himself, and he should not have noticed Gong Shiyu at all.

I don't know if Gong Shiyu has gained anything.

Only Gong Shiyu knows that now, she doesn't have to ask for anything to gain, but how to live.

She just followed the most remote and grassy path.

Along the way, I didn't meet any people from Lidu.

However, it was so remote, on such a quiet path, that she met a person from Lidu in a narrow way.

She is not a brave person, and at this time, there is almost no chance of winning.

It can be felt that the other party's spiritual power is strong, his cultivation is profound, and he will definitely die if he is hard.

The moonlight was obscured by the mountains.

The two had seen each other.

Gong Shiyu's thought of a way was a bit risky, but she could only do it.

"Hey! On the other side, where are you going?"

Gong Shiyu knows the dialects of other places very well, and when he speaks it, he is like a foreigner in the capital.

The man of Thunder responded, "Oh! I'll get here for a little relief! Listen to your voice, you are a female drop! You avoid, avoid!"

"I can't see it tonight! You solve it first, and then I'll go over after you finish it."

"Ah...... Good! It's so late, and you still have to patrol this road, huh?"