Chapter 291: The Past Remains to Be Settled

It is also a means of falling asleep silently, and Meng Juntong has nothing else to do except lament the supernatural use of Liu Chengfeng's dream technique.

Do what she can do, Meng Juntong remembered Liu Chengfeng's last words, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious, what can she do, does she really have to do it like he said, to dominate the rivers and lakes, dominate the world?

Even though it was her mother, she was already a strongman who had achieved the first integration of the Central Plains countries in the ages, but she had not achieved great unification, and now the chaotic war years are intensifying, is it possible to force her Meng Juntong to become the first emperor of the ages.

Meng Juntong went around Bishun City for most of the time, and did not find the tea shop where Liu Chengfeng was before.

There was not even a reference, and Meng Juntong sighed more and more at the difference in the dream realm between the two.

Liu Chengfeng said that he still has a hundred days to live in the world, and on this day, he will try his best to deal with the target who is hunting Shaohua, but this is not a long-term solution.

For people, this kind of thing is that the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows. If this batch dies, there will be the next batch that will emerge, and everything in the world is difficult to control.

When I returned to Bizhan Building, it was already late at night.

Bizhan Building has already hung up a wooden sign for closing, and no longer accepts any guests.

As soon as Meng Juntong walked into the house, he smelled a strong smell of blood in the air.

Immediately, a hint of foreboding arose in her heart, and she immediately strode upstairs.

As she walked down the aisle, she almost collided with Bai Yu who came out with a copper basin.

Looking down, the basin was full of blood.

"Master, are you back?" Bai Yu was taken aback, but when he saw that it was Meng Juntong, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Juntong hurriedly asked, "Who is injured?"

Bai Yu said: "It's Sister Xiaoxia, she ......" Bai Yu thought about it and didn't know how to describe Luo Xiaoxia's injury, and finally just said very vaguely: "She is very seriously injured." ”

Meng Juntong stretched out his hand and gently patted Bai Yu's shoulder, signaling her to pour water first, and she had already walked into the house.

Xiang Ming turned his head to look at Meng Juntong who walked in, and his originally frowning brows stretched slightly.

"You're back. Xiang Ming didn't ask where Meng Juntong went.

Meng Juntong nodded, but his eyes were staring straight at Luo Xiaoxia, who had just wrapped and treated the wound, and her entire face was wrapped under a thick white cloth.

"How can it be injured like this?" The duel between the masters of the rivers and lakes, even if it is a life-and-death battle, there are few people who greet their faces, and they want to take people's lives, the three places of eyebrows, throat, and heart are enough, but looking at Luo Xiaoxia's appearance, she was obviously hurt by her face, or she was shaved off her face.

"It's complicated, I'll talk to you later when I have a chance. Xiang Ming stepped forward and handed his eldest brother a handkerchief, which was for Xiang Yun to wipe his sweat.

This heroic man of a hundred battles did not change his face in the face of the extremely vicious madman, but at the moment, he was only helping Luo Xiaoxia deal with an injury, and he was sweating profusely.

After handing over a towel from Xiang Ming, Xiang Yun thanked him and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Big brother, how's it going?" Xiang Ming asked nervously.

Xiang Yun's expression was slightly relieved than before: "The residual poison has been removed, and with your Ning Xiang Pill, the injury will not hurt Xiaoxia's vitality, which can be regarded as a great luck." ”

"What about Sister Xiaoxia's face?"

Hearing this question, Xiang Yun was still silent.

Although Ning Xiangdan is the top healing elixir in the rivers and lakes, there is also a saying that flesh and bones are white, but if such a large piece of flesh and blood is cut off from the cheeks, if you want it to grow, it must be the same as before, even if it is really difficult.

"It's okay," Luo Xiaoxia, who woke up from a coma, happened to hear the conversation of several people, and said slowly: "Even if you return him with your life, it doesn't matter, let alone this face." ”

Xiang Yun's face immediately swelled with anger: "When did you owe him? Why do you want to risk your own life." ”

Luo Xiaoxia was silent and closed her eyes silently, obviously not wanting to respond to Xiang Yun's question.

Suddenly, Xiang Yun got up and handed the Qingfeng Sword in his hand to Meng Juntong: "Meng Juntong, thank you for the sword." ”

Meng Juntong was about to say you're welcome, reaching out to catch the sword, but he didn't want Xiang Yun to withdraw his hand slightly, avoiding Meng Juntong's hand to catch the sword.

Isn't this Yun Gongzi greedy for the Qingfeng Sword, a divine weapon that is not weaker than the red-faced hero?

Xiang Yun hugged his fist towards Meng Juntong: "Miss Meng, there is a reluctant invitation below." ”

Those present, including Xiang Ming, were slightly stunned, he had never seen his eldest brother so solemn.

"Brother Xiang Yun, what's the matter, you say. Meng Juntong didn't doubt it, because in Xiang Yun's body, she couldn't feel the smell of evil thoughts and desires, and the other party would definitely not occupy her Qingfeng Sword, Meng Juntong was sure.

Xiang Yun slowly spoke: "I want to borrow the Qingfeng Sword from you for another three days." ”

"Big brother!" Xiang Ming guessed what Xiang Yun was going to do, and hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him.

Xiang Yun waved his hand: "Ah Ming, eldest brother never cares what you have to do, and you don't care about eldest brother." ”

Xiang Ming wanted to speak again and again, but finally gave up.

"You're going to find Qin Ying?" Luo Xiaoxia asked.

Xiang Yun's eyes were calm: "I will go to see him, but I won't do anything with him." ”

"If you don't do anything with him, what are you doing with a sword?"

Xiang Yun's hand holding the Qingfeng Sword became tighter and tighter, and the green tendons on the back of his hand jumped suddenly.

"There's an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, and I'm going to meet him. ”

"People from the Heavenly Demon Palace?"

Luo Xiaoxia had already guessed who Xiang Yun was going to meet: "Are you sure you can beat him?"

Xiang Yun smiled bitterly, how could anyone in this world dare to say that he was 100% sure that he could beat that person: "To win or not to win, you will only know after fighting." ”

"Brother Xiang Yun, you ......"

"Miss Meng, don't worry, if you win or lose, you will be sent back to you. ”

"Brother Xiang Yun, I didn't mean that. Meng Juntong hurriedly explained, and then she asked, "Is the person you want to see called Lu Weilou?"

There was silence in the middle of the room, and everyone stopped breathing briefly at the name of the name.

After a long time, Xiang Yun spoke up: "Yes." ”

"Don't go," Luo Xiaoxia sat up from the bed suddenly, because the movement was too violent, the wounds on her face were torn apart, and blood appeared on the white cloth strip on her face again.

Xiang Yun hurriedly pressed her, at this moment, the flesh and blood on her face had not yet grown, and the slightest movement would cause the blood to flow endlessly.

"You're going to die. Luo Xiaoxia said in a trembling tone.

Xiang Yun helped Luo Xiaoxia deal with the wound, and said in a cold tone: "He really owes us too much, this year has passed, more or less, you should settle some accounts with us." ”