"Plop!" there was a loud bang.

Ling Ming crawled out of the cold pool in embarrassment again. The body was red from being hit by the waterfall, which was something that the Wolf Tooth Pond had become accustomed to.

Ling Ming glanced at his wet red back, and from time to time he felt some burning sensations emanating from his body being eroded by the cold water. Looking up at the torrent of the waterfall, since Grandpa Mengjiu led him here seven days ago, he told him that this time he had practiced under the waterfall before, and he wanted to use the waterfall torrent to train his body and exercise his balance, and then through the impact and stimulation of the cold water, he would force out the medicinal Hua that had not been absorbed before and was hidden in various parts of the body, and he would refine and absorb it.

Ling Ming could vaguely feel that his body was constantly strengthening every day, but it didn't seem to have an obvious effect, and it seemed that he was almost on fire.

"But the balance is still too bad, fortunately, there are no murderous things in this cold pool," Ling Ming thought a little jokingly.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a girl in pink silk satin squatting, looking at him with a smile with a pair of cute big eyes.

"Meng'er, why are you here, you're not..."

"Why, I'm not happy to see me, I dislike Meng'er" Qianmengdai frowned slightly, and said dissatisfied.

"No! No, it's too late for me to be happy, it's just that I'm * on my body now, and Meng'er is looking at it like this, I..."

Qianmeng also realized that something was wrong, and immediately turned around and stood up, but the two pinks on his face couldn't hide it.

With two milky white hands behind his back, Qianmeng said in an ethereal voice: "Brother Ling Ming, Meng'er is here to ask you to eat, in addition to the necessary daily medicinal porridge, Meng'er has made some side dishes today, Brother Ling Ming must try it."

After saying that, Qianmeng left as if fleeing.

"Hey!

"This little girl, why are you running so fast," Ling Ming muttered.

"Forget it, let's stop here today, it's good to practice one by one, it just so happens that Meng'er is cooking today, but I can't live up to this little girl's heart" Thinking of this, Ling Ming picked up his shirt, changed his clothes and ran towards the direction of the hut.

Under the purple peach tree outside the house, it is the season of peach blossoms. Breeze through the petals.

As soon as Ling Ming came back, he was hurriedly pulled to the table by Meng Jiu and said:

"Ming'er, come and eat vegetables, today this is a dish cooked by Xiao Meng'er, I am not allowed to eat vegetables even after I was killed, I said that I can't wait until you come back, this little girl."

Meng Jiu spoke with a hint of sourness, which not only made Ling Ming laugh dumbly, it turned out that Grandpa Meng Jiu still had such a cute side.

Then, Meng Jiu said to Qian Meng, who was still blushing a little at the table

"Come, Meng'er, take out the moon spirit wine that grandpa I hid in the house, it's rare to be able to eat the dishes made by Meng'er by the light of Ming'er, I'm going to have a good drink today, don't say that your elf doesn't know where my wine is hidden."

"Well, okay, Grandpa Nine," Qianmeng replied playfully.

Then when Xiao Qianmeng passed by Ling Ming with a small jar, he quietly said to Ling Ming, "Brother Ling Ming, wait a minute, you have to drink more Moon Spirit Wine, although this wine is strong, it has a mild medicinal nature, and it has a significant effect on the body, especially the improvement of mental power, and Grandpa Nine is usually reluctant to drink it."

Ling Ming also nodded quietly.

It's just that this little trick can be hidden from Meng Jiu, but Meng Jiu seems to be in good spirits and ignores it.

This meal has been eaten for a long time, Qianmeng's craftsmanship is very good, when Ling Ming praised Qianmeng, Qianmeng collapsed and jumped, and his little face was excited as if he had smeared honey. Grandpa Mengjiu also ate very happily, and Ling Ming, the moon spirit wine, didn't know if it would help his spiritual power at that time, but this wine was absolute, Ling Ming swayed back to his cabin with the support of Qianmeng, and fell asleep, this was also the first time in two or three months that he really slept, and he slept very sweetly.

At this time, the lights in the Dream Nine Room were still bright.

A black-robed Taoist appeared out of thin air and knelt on one knee.

"The Moon Spirit General--Cang Worship the Nine Saints!"

Dissatisfaction appeared on Meng Jiu's face, and a coercion directly pressed the black robe to move, and then turned his back to the black robe

"Cang?"

"One of the nine generals of the Moon Spirit Clan, but even if it is one of the nine generals, it is too rash to break in like this, it is inevitable that the old man will not be in his eyes, even if the Moon Lord sees me, he will be polite to me."

The black-robed Taoist knew that he was wrong, and immediately said:

"Please let the nine saints calm their anger, the villain knows that he is wrong, but the order of the lord, the villain does not dare to delay, and please the nine saints look at the face of the moon lord and spare the villain"

"What is the matter with the Moon Lord," Meng Jiu asked as he withdrew his coercion.

"This is Lingjian, please Nine Saints" The black-robed Taoist respectfully presented Lingjian.

After watching Ling Jian for a while, Meng Jiu's expression gradually became solemn, and then he said

"Reply to your master, just say that I will come back in a few days, and I will elaborate when the time comes"

"Yes!"

Then, the black robe disappeared into the night.

Meng Jiu looked up at the window and muttered:

"Has the Lost Land been restored..."