After waking up, Yan Mengmeng found that the old man before was staring at him with a look of surprise.

It's just that I can't come over right away because I still have a little girl in my arms.

This little girl is none other than her only friend Ning Rongrong.

At this moment, she was asleep.

And at this time, it is also night.

Yan Mengmeng, who suddenly thought of something, hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how long has it been now?" ”

The old man didn't react for a while: "Oh...... You're awake, it's been ten days now. ”

"Ten days?"

This time it was Yan Mengmeng's turn to be shocked, and she sat here for ten days?

But I don't feel tired at all.

But I'm so hungry~~~

Wait a minute!

Isn't this the point, so Ning Rongrong has been waiting here for ten days?

For a while, Yan Mengmeng's heart was touched.

A six-year-old child waited here for ten days because she was her friend.

It's really ...... to think about it

"Okay, since you're awake, I have to go and tell the sect master right away, you can wait here for a while!"

"Okay, old man, but can you bring some food? I'm so hungry~~~"

Hungry and had no strength, Yan Mengmeng sat on the ground, indicating that he was about to become a Buddha without eating.

Seeing Yan Mengmeng's movements, the old man responded with a kind smile: "Okay, wait!" ”

Then he put Ning Rongrong beside him and left.

……

Looking at the sleeping face of the cute girl next to her, Yan Mengmeng told herself in her heart: "From now on, you will be my best friend!" ”

……

Within ten minutes, the old man came back, bringing Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, as well as an extremely terrifying-looking old man.

Of course, there's a lot to eat.

This made Yan Mengmeng very happy.

Before Ning Fengzhi could ask anything, he began to gobble up the food while holding it.

As Yan Mengmeng ate, Ning Rongrong also woke up, and a group of people watched Yan Mengmeng feast in this open-air square.

……

"Hiccup~~"

"Ahh Full, full. ”

Saying that, Yan Mengmeng also rubbed her little belly that she had just eaten.

Watching the crowd wait to answer everyone's questions.

Seeing that Yan Mengmeng was full, Ning Rongrong hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mengmeng, you are all asleep...... 7…… 10, it's been ten days! ”

Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was counting the time with his fingers in front of him, Yan Mengmeng laughed "poof".

"It's okay, I just felt something about my martial soul!"

At this time, the somewhat eerie old man suddenly flashed in front of Yan Mengmeng.

Yan Mengmeng was taken aback.

I couldn't help but shout: "Who are you! Do you know that this will scare people to death! It's so scary! ”

The old man's face sank when he heard this.

On the contrary, it was Sword Douluo behind him who suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha...... Rotten bones, look so horrible, don't scare children! Aha......"

That's right, this is the Bone Douluo who was in retreat before, the second Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect.

"Swordsman, you kind of say it again!" The Bone Douluo in front of him suddenly turned gloomily and said to Sword Douluo.

At the same time, he also released his own momentum.

"Why, I'm afraid of you, rotten bones."

Sword Douluo was also completely unafraid, and also responded with an aura.

For a while, the two Titled Douluo on the field were full of aura.

"Okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, let's talk about Meng Meng first!"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, the two of them said, "Hmph! He stopped talking.

"Mengmeng, can I call you that?"

looked at Ning Fengzhi in front of him with a smile on his face.

Yan Mengmeng couldn't help but be a little cautious, you must know that the last time I saw him, he had an expression of wanting to eat people.

"Of course, Uncle Ning."

However, Yan Mengmeng still responded obediently.

"Haha, that Meng Meng, what's going on with your martial spirit?"

"Martial Soul?"

As he spoke, Yan Mengmeng summoned his martial soul and held it in his hand.

"Can you tell us what it is?" Ning Fengzhi looked at the jade sword hilt in Yan Mengmeng's hand and asked.

"That's right! Mengmeng, what kind of martial soul are you! It looks so good! ”

Ning Rongrong on the side also asked curiously.

I saw Yan Mengmeng nodded, and began to explain: "The sword in my hand is called Hanguang!" ”

"Sword? Little girl, can you also call it a sword? ”

Bone Douluo, who was already very unhappy, came to Yan Mengmeng's side again, grabbed her hand holding the light, and said.

"Eh, I said horrible old man, can you not be so elusive, be careful, I lie on the ground and you are ruined."

Hearing the little girl in front of him call herself like this, Bone Douluo was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

Sword Douluo on the side also hurriedly seized this opportunity to mock his old rival.

"Hahaha, horrible old man, no, no, no, I don't want to do it to a little girl!"

The angry Bone Douluo almost didn't mention it in one breath.

"Mengmeng, aren't you a jade brand? How can I say it's a sword? ”

Ning Rongrong on the side hurriedly raised the question that everyone was puzzled about.

Hearing his little princess's words, Bone Douluo didn't care, threw away Yan Mengmeng's hand, and stood aside.

Yan Mengmeng didn't plan to bother with this terrifying old man, and responded to Ning Rongrong's question.

"Well, Rongrong, look."

As she spoke, Yan Mengmeng pointed the light in her hand to the moonlight, and pressed her two fingers tightly on both sides of the hilt. (Corrected)

I saw a transparent blade gradually appear in the moonlight.

The sword is one foot long, just enough to adapt to Yan Mengmeng.

Yan Mengmeng immediately played with a sword flower, and then said to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, look, isn't this a sword!" ”

Looking at the transparent sword in Yan Mengmeng's hand, everyone couldn't believe it.

"It seems that Uncle Jian is right, this is really a sword."

"Of course."

"Humph! It's just a martial spirit, and I'll see you. ”

Disdain from Bone Douluo.

Sword Douluo didn't bother to pay attention to him, came to Yan Mengmeng's side, and carefully looked at this transparent sword.

"Moe Moe, huh? Can you show me your sword? ”

"Oh! Good"

As he spoke, he handed the light in his hand to Sword Douluo in front of him.

As soon as Sword Douluo took the sword handed over by Yan Mengmeng, the originally transparent sword disappeared in an instant, leaving only a jade sword hilt twice as large as just now in Sword Douluo's hand.

The size of the hilt was just right for Sword Douluo's hand.

However, it is a pity that Sword Douluo can't let Hanguang appear.

Even if Yan Mengmeng told him what to do, he couldn't let Hanguang appear.

And as soon as it returned to Yan Mengmeng's hands, it could be easily revealed.

The Sword Douluo was extremely depressed, and he could only observe this sword in Yan Mengmeng's hand.

Even in order to test the sharpness, I tried it myself, but my finger was scratched with a bloody mark.

This shocked Sword Douluo even more, even if it was scratched with blood marks, there was not the slightest trace of blood on the blade.

"Mengmeng, your sword is so amazing!"

"Haha, it's magical! It's called Hanguang! ”

"But why doesn't your sword shine at all? My Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda has a beautiful light! ”

"Well, maybe that's the name of it! Hide the light! ”

"Oh! I see! ”

"Uh-huh!"

"By the way, Mengmeng, the old man said that you blew up the crystal ball before, what's going on?"

Really......

Or do you want to hold me accountable?

The point is, I didn't mean it!

No matter what, it's definitely okay to admit your mistakes first.

Maybe Ning Fengzhi will also put himself on Rongrong's face!

……