The sudden surge of anger woke Meng Juntong up again, but this time she woke up with Bai Yu, who had been in a coma before.

was fed a pill by Meng Juntong, and with the medicinal soup to wash the body, the cold in Bai Yu's body had also been swept away. By now, it's almost recovered.

"Master, there seems to be a fierce battle outside!" Bai Yu saw Meng Juntong sitting in a distance, and said loudly, seeing that Agnis was sleeping soundly, Bai Yu lowered his voice a little and asked, "Master, where are we?"

She had been unconscious when she had arrived at the mansion, so she had no memory of what had happened next.

Meng Juntong made a silent gesture at her, signaling her not to speak, she got up and came to the door, put her ear on the door and scanned out.

The surging anger seemed to have been calmed down immediately after only a moment, and there was not even the slightest unusual movement, so that the ears of a warrior like Agnis were not alarmed.

Bai Yu wanted to get out of bed, but found that he was only wrapped in a thin blanket, and his original clothes no longer knew where to go.

The girl found that the clothes on her body were missing, and her first reaction must have been nervous, but seeing that only Agnis and the master Meng Juntong were in this room, this hanging heart also let go of a little, and she soon noticed that the clothes of the three people were hanging in a carbon basin not far away to bake, which should have been wet in the rain and taken off to dry.

Just as she was about to get up, Aenis rolled over and held her down, muttering an incomprehensible dream phrase that seemed to be spoken in the language of the Western Regions.

Meng Juntong turned his head and said to Bai Yu: "Xiao Yu, you stay in the house, if you hear any movement, wake up Agnis immediately, you two take care of each other, I'll go out and see what just happened?"

There was a trace of worry on Bai Yu's face, but she still trusted Meng Juntong very much, and she nodded and agreed at the moment.

Meng Juntong heard that there was no movement outside the door, so he quietly pushed the door and left the house.

The rain outside was still heavy, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be more dense than before, and her mental power couldn't even reach fifty paces away.

She didn't expect that the thunderstorm would have such a big impact on her mental power, and now she has no way to use martial arts, if her spiritual power can't be used anymore, then it will be too passive, after all, her original identity is a Shaohua Dream Weaver, and her spiritual power is her biggest barrier.

Fortunately, in Bai Ze who has a spiritual rhino chain right now, she can forcibly bless Bai Ze's spiritual power, and act as a Dao True Realm cultivator, it is estimated that with her own Dao cultivation to bless Bai Ze's Dao cultivation, she can barely reach the level of Xiao Dao Zun.

Out of the room, Meng Juntong glanced at the old woman's residence before, the lights over there were off, and the lantern in front of the door was not there, obviously the old woman left the house and went somewhere else.

The anger just now seemed to have risen from a point, but the distance was beyond Meng Juntong's perception, and when she entered the room and was perceived by her, it was already a scattered feeling, so she was not sure which direction it came from.

Meng Juntong gently brushed her eyes with two fingers, and suddenly a layer of misty white light covered her eyes, and then everything in front of her became much clearer, as if she had suddenly entered day from night.

When Meng Juntong's eyes saw the courtyard pavilion not far away, her gaze stopped at the two-story building.

Compared with the whole house, the small building seems to be a little out of place, both in style and temperament, it seems quite abrupt.

When he came in before, Meng Juntong's mind was full of white feathers, but he didn't pay too much attention to that pavilion, but now it seems that this is really quite noticeable.

She suddenly remembered the little martial arts master who had arrogantly asked to live before, and at that time he mentioned that he wanted to live in that small attic, and the old woman said that the small attic was the residence of the owner of this mansion.

Suddenly, a slight but somewhat hurried footsteps sounded in the darkness, and Meng Juntong hurriedly covered his figure.

I saw the old woman running out of the kitchen towards the attic with a lantern in one hand and something in the other.

On the old woman's body, Meng Juntong smelled a strong smell of blood, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

This old woman is indeed not simple, when she was carrying water for Bai Yu before, this old man who looked so thin that he was skinny and skinny was able to casually carry two buckets of water with nearly 100 catties each.

At that time, Meng Juntong and Aynis were both suspecting that the old woman was a hidden martial artist.

Meng Juntong restrained his breath and cautiously kept up with the old woman.

The old woman really ran to the attic and threw the object she was carrying into the house, and her hoarse and low voice showed anxiety: "Childe, how is my young lady!"

A man's extremely tired voice came from the room: "It has stabilized, alas, why today." The sky thundered the ground, but when I was trying my best to shield the thunder with the enchantment, I was afraid that this time I would have to damage the cultivation of nearly one Jiazi. ”

The words of the people in the building made Meng Juntong listen to it really, she couldn't help but be a little surprised, a Jiazi's cultivation, said that consumption was consumed, and listening to the person's tone, it didn't seem to care much, what kind of monster lived in the building, is it still a Yuanying Daozun, or simply a land immortal.

Just as Meng Juntong was thinking, in the attic, the man's voice sounded: "Since Your Excellency has been here for a long time, why don't you show up and hide, it seems that our master's family is not well entertained." ”

Meng Juntong was taken aback, she had already tried her best to hide her breath, and it stands to reason that she shouldn't be exposed.

As soon as she heard the man's words, the old woman's thin face immediately showed a hideous and terrifying look, and she turned her head to look behind her.

"Hahahaha. A sniper laughter sounded in the night sky, Meng Juntong hurriedly looked over, not far away, on a piece of tiled eaves, a sturdy man seven feet tall and carrying a wide-backed tiger head knife on his shoulder, was carrying a wine gourd and looking at the attic.

"When the gentleman said this, it seemed that my guest did not know how to be polite. ”

The old woman was fierce at the moment, and the corpse qi that Meng Juntong had felt on her body before was suddenly stimulated.

"Sure enough, it's a ghoul," the tiger head knife man tilted his head and poured himself a sip of wine, wiping his mouth: "Some people in the town say that there are people here who raise ghouls to haunt them, but at first I didn't believe it, but now it seems that there is really such a thing." ”