Chapter 42: The tide of battle turns, and my father suffers a heavy blow
This was the first time that Meng Juntong had been so close to the item left by her mother, and she didn't reach out to catch it for a long time.
The simple sword body does not have complicated patterns, but it does not make people feel monotonous at all, and the curve of the sword body is like a silver arc, like nature. There was a bit of chill hidden at the edge of the sword. If there is a master of the sword, you will definitely be amazed by the wonder of this sword.
Meng Juntong couldn't care about this, she only knew that this sword was once a weapon used by her mother.
"The first time your mother fought, she used this sword. She protected us all. Yunzhu looked at Meng Juntong with burning eyes, she seemed to be saying, what your mother was able to do at the beginning, you Meng Juntong can do the same today.
If you want to say that you can use a sword, Meng Juntong has also practiced behind his father since he was a child. Although he is far inferior to Meng Huaijin in swordsmanship, he is already regarded as having a first-class force value among his peers, otherwise no one would dare to stand up and argue with her after all these years of 'bullying and dominating the market'.
It's just that with that bit of swordsmanship, he can really defend Shaohua Pavilion and repel the enemy, Meng Juntong has several question marks in his heart.
Yun Zhu's hand over the sword was still stretched there, and the fighting arena outside the pavilion had become more and more intense, as if it had approached Your Excellency.
Meng Juntong pursed her lips, since she was a child, she had never been under such pressure.
The Yunzhu Holy Maiden didn't urge her, but just stood there silently and waited. If you want to go to the world, all kinds of pressure will be indispensable in the future, and there will be more and more things encountered, this is just the first level, if you can't even pass this level, what kind of disaster should you talk about.
Finally, Meng Juntong raised his hand, although the little hand was still a little trembling, but after all, it was firmly held on the hilt of the Qingfeng Sword.
"I am Xiao Xiao's daughter, and if my mother was able to pick it up, I can do the same. Meng Juntong said to herself firmly, and just as she held the Qingfeng Sword with her bare hand, the Qingfeng Sword emitted a pleasant sword sound.
Meng Juntong felt the excitement coming from the sword in his hand, the two were like close relatives connected by blood, they finally met after many years, there was no need for extra words between each other, some were just resonance at the spiritual level.
"Let's go! Qingfeng Sword, kill the enemy!" Meng Juntong's voice trembled a little, but he turned around resolutely, held Qingfeng upside down, and rushed out towards the outside of Shaohua Pavilion.
Looking at the figure that turned around and ran out, Yunzhu seemed to be in a trance all of a sudden. It was as if she had gone back to that night more than twenty years ago.
At that time, I was just a girl who would huddle in the corner and cry with her legs in her arms. She still clearly remembered that in the face of so many enemies, Xiao Xiao didn't say a word, and drew her sword and rushed away. Two moments, two figures, seem to overlap quietly in one moment.
Unconsciously, Yun Zhu's eyes were already full of tears: "Xiao Xiao, you wait, it won't be long before your daughter will go to the human world to find you." She's good, just as good as you are. Her voice was soft, soft, as if she were muttering to herself.
It had been more than half an hour before Meng Huaijin came to Shaohua Pavilion, and he joined forces with the remaining five martial god officers to fight the enemy, and successively killed several black-clothed attackers from the other world.
His heart was even more anxious, and he didn't know if Meng Shu had brought someone to intercept that wave of black-clothed people.
Just as he was worried, he only saw several figures rushing towards him from the direction of Shaohua Pavilion.
When he looked at it, it turned out to be Meng Shu and a few people, Meng Huaijin breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the crisis over there had been solved, but when he looked closely, he found Meng Juntong who came with Meng Shu and them.
A lilac dress, with a long ponytail as usual. In his hand, he held a sword upside down, a sword that he was very familiar with, the Qingfeng Sword. There were still undried blood stains on the tip of the sword, and when Meng Juntong was running, there would be blood beads scattered from the tip of the sword.
Meng Huaijin was also in a trance, this figure was too similar.
"Brother Meng be careful," it was just a moment of dismay, Meng Huaijin's defense was empty, and there were two attackers one after the other, directly taking Meng Huaijin's vital point.
Although Bai Mayi found out early in the morning, he was still half late after all, and just pushed him away a little. A sword from front to back, and a sword from back to front, piercing Meng Huaijin's body at the same time.
Meng Juntong, who was rushing over, saw this scene, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Father!"
Bai Ma Yi and Liu Shikai roared angrily, and one person, one sword, one sword, slashed the heads of the two attackers and flew out.
Meng Huaijin's body was so weak that he collapsed.
Meng Shu also shouted and led people to rush into the battle, and all the attackers who had the advantage in numbers were killed and retreated at once.
Meng Juntong rushed to Meng Huaijin's side, knelt down in front of him with a puff, hugged his body and cried loudly: "Father, father, how are you, father!"
Meng Huaijin's face was a little pale, but when he saw Meng Juntong, he still showed a gentle smile: "It's really too similar, Juntong." As he spoke, he raised his hand and wanted to caress Meng Juntong's cheek, Meng Juntong grabbed Meng Huaijin's hand and pressed it tightly to his face: "Father, hold on, I'll take you to Master Yunzhu, she will definitely save you." ”
Meng Huaijin shook his head, no one would know his injuries better than him.
The two swords and one sword came from the front and back, although it was dangerous, it looked like it was passing through the chest, but it was still a few distances from the heart, and the second sword was not so lucky, directly piercing his organs.
They Shaohua is indeed a place outside the square, the people of Shaohua do not fall into the red dust, they can enjoy longevity, but they are still human beings after all. If you are injured, you will be in pain, and you will die.
"Juntong, when you go to the world, you must be careful in everything, and don't always trust others easily. Meng Huaijin was very calm, the depths of his eyes seemed to see someone, and suddenly became more and more tender: "Go and find your mother, she is back in the red dust for you, she has seen through a catastrophe in your life early in the morning, as for what it is, I don't know, she didn't say, I only know that the antecedents of this catastrophe are related to her, and there is no solution, she wants to find a way to replace the catastrophe and block it for you." ”
Meng Juntong was stunned, his eyes falling down like pearls with broken threads.
"I will, I'll definitely find her!"
Meng Huaijin nodded with satisfaction, his eyes gradually blurred: "Xiao Xiao, have you seen it?" My daughter has grown up, and she has come to you. ”
After speaking, Meng Huaijin smiled and closed his eyes.
The Yunzhu Holy Maiden didn't know when she had already stood behind Meng Juntong: "Juntong, go find Luoshu." ”
Meng Juntong looked back at Yunzhu with tears on his face: "Master Yunzhu, please, save my father!"
Yun Zhu frowned, she gently poked out a finger, and a bit of misty white light flew into the middle of Meng Huaijin's eyebrows: "All I can do now is to fix his soul, you must immediately go to Luo Shu and let him send you to the world." Everything here depends on your future creation in the human world. ”