Yan Mengmeng threw the potato in his hand to Yong Ling, leaving a sentence: "Don't think about strange things, I have taken a step in advance." ”

Yan Mengmeng meant to let her stop thinking of suicide, but it was not necessarily whether she understood it this way.

Because when Yan Mengmeng just said this, she saw that figure.

As Yan Mengmeng disappeared in a flash, she came to the air outside the city, waiting for the two powerful breaths to come.

However, in a quarter of an hour, two extremely fast figures appeared in Yan Mengmeng's field of vision.

The two also noticed Yan Mengmeng in the air, and then stopped and looked at her suspiciously.

When Yan Mengmeng saw the people coming, she found that she didn't know them at all, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

The two were stunned for a moment, and then responded, "Who are you?" ”

Yes, the two of them have been in the Douluo Palace, and they don't know Yan Mengmeng, and they won't suspect that such a little girl is the Title Douluo they are looking for.

These words made Yan Mengmeng puzzled: "Aren't you from the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

It stands to reason that I'm afraid I've heard of the title of the Wuhun Palace, and I have abolished their last pope, and there are still people who don't know themselves?

Yan Mengmeng felt that this should be unlikely, so she first determined whether they were the Martial Spirit Palace.

Hearing Yan Mengmeng's question, the two were stunned again, and said in surprise: "Do you know that we are the Martial Spirit Hall and dare to block the way?" Call the one behind you called... What..."

"Yan Mengmeng!"

Two: ヾ (???)?

"yes, that's the name."

Yan Mengmeng: (ー_ー)!!

"Okay, you guys wait a minute, I'll call."

With that, Yan Mengmeng turned around and flew back.

The two also smiled with satisfaction.

However, this smile was only for a short moment, because when he saw Yan Mengmeng go away, he turned back again and flew towards them after a few steps.

At that time, their smiles froze, waiting for Yan Mengmeng's next sentence.

Yan Mengmeng saw the stiff smile of the two, and one couldn't help laughing: "Haha, okay, someone called you." ”

The two of them looked dazed, their old faces were full of puzzlement, and their eyes widened and they asked Yan Mengmeng: "Are you fooling us?" ”

Yan Mengmeng looked innocent: "No, didn't you call someone?" ”

"It seems that you are really not afraid of death, little girl!"

The two old guys couldn't stand Yan Mengmeng's teasing, and planned to start shocking her.

In an instant, nine soul rings appeared on each of them? Swirling around each of them with a strange light.

An invisible soul power coercion directly attacked Yan Mengmeng? The two old men planned to give this little girl who didn't know the height of the sky first.

But just when they pressed their souls against Yan Mengmeng, the expression that originally had Chen Zhu in their hearts suddenly turned into surprise.

Yan Mengmeng in front of him didn't move at all? Not even the slightest trace of hair wavered.

As the two of them increase their soul pressure? The surprise on his face grew.

Originally, as soon as they made a move, they were level forty soul pressure, and they were two of them together? This is equivalent to a soul pressure of fifty levels and above.

And the little girl in front of her was no more than eighteen years old, how could she be a fifty-level soul king? Even the peerless geniuses of the mainland can't do it!

Unless......

She has a secret treasure against soul pressure!

As soon as the thought came to mind? The surprise of the two of them suddenly dissipated, and they looked at Yan Mengmeng and said, "Little girl, although you have something on your body that can resist the soul pressure of the two of us, if you don't call the one behind you to come out?" You're welcome! ”

Yan Mengmeng really felt funny when she heard these two people talk? Treasure? The people behind it?

She was speechless.

"Okay, aren't you looking for me, you don't even know me."

While speaking, Yan Mengmeng unfolded her martial soul, and the nine soul rings were put on Yan Mengmeng's body one after another? One color is also more intense than the other.

Until the end, Yan Mengmeng's ninth red ring appeared, and the two were so frightened that they stumbled and almost didn't fall from the air.

"You ......"

"Huh? I am. ”

"Yan Mengmeng?"

Yan Mengmeng: ......

"No, you two old guys' reflex arc is too long, right? Say, why are you coming to me? ”

"Reflection arc?"

"What's that?"

Yan Mengmeng: (ー_ー)!!

"Is that the crux of the matter? Anyway, why haven't I seen the two of you in the Wuhun Palace! ”

"Old man Qianjun."

"The old man subdues demons."

Speaking of this name? Yan Mengmeng remembered? Isn't it the Qianjun in the dream!

Does he really exist?

As for this demon subjugation, uh, sorry I haven't heard of it.

"Got it, so what are you doing here?"

"You're meddling in something you shouldn't be doing."

"Come and lead you to the Martial Spirit Hall to confess."

"Got it, come and get me, okay, let's just start or go through the motions."

"What's that?"

"Go through the motions?"

"Didn't you Wuhun Hall find a reason before you started, why, don't you look for it this time? Don't publicize how righteous and awe-inspiring your Martial Spirit Hall is, and it is high-spirited. ”

"Oh~"

"No need~"

"We,"

"I don't like it."

Yan Mengmeng couldn't wait to kill these two goods, and it was even more uncomfortable to say it than Xue Haizang.

But it's good news, you don't have to do all that whistle stuff.

Then without further ado, let's get started.

I saw Yan Mengmeng standing with his hands in his hands, the light sword under his feet bloomed with a strange light, looking at the two of them, his right hand turned into a palm, stretched forward, and said lightly: "I don't bully the old man, you guys strike first!" ”

The two of them were stunned, feeling that they had been seriously slighted.

They are so convinced, being treated like this by a teenage girl.

Thereupon......

"Wait, how old are you?"

"That's it, how can there be such a young title?"

Yan Mengmeng: ......

"No, two masters, we're in a duel now, do you know the duel?

It's the kind of two people who fight and never die. ”

"Yes."

"Understood."

"So, you shouldn't care about your age, are you?"

"Well, that's right."

"So how old are you?"

Yan Mengmeng: ○| ̄|_服!

"Goodbye!"

Yan Mengmeng was really angry with these two fools, and the good duel atmosphere was made like this by them, and she almost didn't get angry.

Yan Mengmeng turned around and left directly, leaving the two fools to entertain themselves here.

But these two were willing to give up, and when they saw Yan Mengmeng leaving, they immediately followed, and asked all the way.

"What the hell are you."

"How old?"

I really couldn't stand these two, Yan Mengmeng turned around and scolded: "Don't come here, otherwise I'll cut you!" ”

In an instant, the light saber under his feet appeared in Yan Mengmeng's hand and waved it into the distance.

An invisible sword aura flew through the gap between the two of them, and neither of them reacted.

I only felt a strong wind blowing around me.

For a moment, the two of them were stunned in place, and when they looked back, a sword mark hundreds of meters long appeared on the ground.

Obviously, this is the effect of the sword just now.

The thought of the attack passing by them just now made both of them break out in a cold sweat.