The night outside the cave was dark, and the occasional sound of insects and beasts crawling could be heard, which added a touch of tension to this quiet night.

Meng Li came to the cave twice, but he didn't have the opportunity to see the path when he came, but fortunately, he went down the mountain once from here, and he could also judge the location of this cave. The location of the cave is located in the depths of the Weedy Mountain, which is a deserted place, and there are often wild beasts, but fortunately, the cave is hidden enough that there is no doubt that the beasts will find it.

At this time, there is a bonfire in the cave, and there are piles of dry firewood next to it, and the faint light of the fire brings warmth to the cave and light to the cave.

By the light of the fire, Meng Li took a serious look at the situation in the cave for the first time.

To Meng Li's surprise, this little-known cave turned out to be more open than he imagined, and the stone walls were smooth, as if there were traces of artificial excavation.

In the corner of the cave, the skeleton of the black tiger has been discarded, and the skeleton of Sen Bai has some dry and hard tendons, which looks miserable.

Seeing this skeleton, Meng Li couldn't help but think of the experience of-for-tat with the black tiger, if it weren't for the change in mentality brought to him by that experience, he would never have been able to escape from Meng Huaiyang's hands tonight.

"Old friend, you saved me again!" Meng Li held the knife in one hand and stroked the blade with the other, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was caressing his lover's warm little hands.

In less than a moment, the middle-aged man had returned, and when he came back, there was already a basin of blood in his hand!

"Come, absorb this basin of blood. ”

The middle-aged man put the wooden basin on the ground and pointed to the blood in the basin to Meng Lidao. It was as if he was going to invite guests to dinner, and he looked like he was generous.

"Again?"

Looking at the basin full of blood water on the ground, Meng Li smiled bitterly, although he didn't drink it directly, but using blood water to treat his body's weakness still made him a little unacceptable.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Of course you can refuse, but with your condition at this time, you will have to stay in bed for at least three days to recover, are you sure you want this?"

"Then let's absorb it!" Meng Li smiled bitterly and inserted his already weak hands into the basin, the situation forced him, he couldn't care so much.

The blood lines of the four dragons' veins exuded a faint red glow, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, greedily devouring the energy in the blood.

The blood gradually shallow and then completely bottomed out. The middle-aged man obviously had an excellent grasp of Meng Li's state at this time, and the blood in the basin was just enough for him to fully recover, and there was not a drop more.

Call!

Meng Li breathed a long sigh of relief, and then thanked him.

The middle-aged man said: "It's just a gesture, if you want to thank it, then thank the owner of this pot of blood! After all, it is also a life." ”

"A life?" Meng Li was shocked, glared at the other party and said in a panic, "You can't give me human blood, right?"

The middle-aged man glared at Meng Li, and said dissatisfiedly: "In your eyes, am I such a cruel person?" I went out to do some errands just now, and on the way back, I met a mountain deer, so I took this basin of blood. ”

"So that's the case!" Meng Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then his expression darkened, and he sighed: "The mountain deer on this weedy mountain is very spiritual, and the residents of the village can't bear to hunt and kill, and often feed each other with food, but I didn't expect that one of them died because of me today!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said: "Don't be the posture of a little daughter, I have been buried in the mountain deer, and I have not been a barren mountain." ”

Meng Li smiled bitterly: "Master is really kind-hearted!"

"Then you still have to say. I don't know if the middle-aged man heard the helplessness in his words, but showed a touch of pride after being praised.

Seeing the middle-aged man's tail about to rise to the sky, Meng Li understood his character a little, his master was actually a megalomaniac who liked to show off, and he was praised by others, and he didn't know what to be happy about.

Meng Li, who learned of his master's weakness, immediately "took advantage of the victory to pursue", and said with a hippie smile: "The apprentice worshipped the master, but he still didn't know the master's name, with the master's demeanor, he must be very famous in the rivers and lakes, and in the future, the apprentice will become famous, and report the name of the master, wouldn't it add glory to the master?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be tickled by these words, and Mei Zizi said: "The apprentice has a heart, but the name of the teacher is too loud in the rivers and lakes, and mentioning it for no reason will hurt you." You just need to remember that your teacher's surname is Yan, and that you are a loose cultivator with no sect or sect, and that's enough. ”

Meng Li's mouth pursed when the other party was not paying attention, and he was very disdainful of this set of rhetoric, what kind of reputation is too loud to mention will suffer, is it possible that he still thinks that he is a peerless old demon who is rumored in the rivers and lakes? I'm afraid that I don't have any fame, so I'm ashamed to say it!

With such thoughts in his heart, he said with another set of rhetoric, complimenting: "Master is so good, he must have mastered the exercises very powerful, I don't know what to teach the disciples." ”

At this time, Meng Li was extremely flattering, and compared with the authentic horse legs, there were only three things, serving tea, handing water, and hammering legs.

Speaking of teaching martial arts, the man surnamed Yan was embarrassed, and said: "The famous swords on the rivers and lakes are romantic, and people's development of swordsmanship far exceeds other exercises, I originally wanted to teach you swordsmanship, but these two times I saw you out of the knife are all if you have divine help, I want to have an extraordinary perception of swordsmanship beyond ordinary people, I don't force it, just let you choose it yourself." ”

Learning a knife or learning a sword, this question Meng Li never thought about, and the moment his mother handed him the wooden knife, the answer was already doomed.

"I want to learn the knife!"

The man surnamed Yan laughed and said: "Choose well, my son, I should sharpen my mind with a knife, dare to love and hate, and be vigorous." ”

Meng Li was surprised: "Doesn't Master want me to practice swords?"

"Practicing swords?" The man surnamed Yan said disdainfully: "Three-foot Qingfeng, no more than two fingers wide, as thin as bean sprouts, if you want me to say that this is what girls practice." ”

"But Master, you didn't say that just now!" Seeing that his master was inconsistent, Meng Li was dumbfounded.

"Master, didn't you say that the famous sword is romantic?"

The man surnamed Yan snorted coldly and said: "The famous sword is romantic, but it is also obscene, under the guise of heroes and beauties, I don't know how many of them are doing dirty deeds of hooking up with women from good families." ”

Meng Li said again: "You just said that the swordsmanship is superb, far superior to other exercises?"

The man surnamed Yan said: "There are a lot of top swordsmanship, but it doesn't mean that there are not many top swordsmanship, and it's not bad to learn swords from me." ”

Meng Li looked at his cheap master who patted his chest and was arrogant, his face was incredible, when he was asked to choose just now, he still had a word of "hello and hello and me", why was he so excited when he heard that he abandoned the sword and learned the sword? I can't wait to say all the big words about the world's boasting of sword skills.

The more Meng Li thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the more suspicious he became when he looked at the other party's eyes. This surnamed Yan can't just be a fake who likes to talk big, right? After hearing that he chose the knife technique, he bragged about the knife technique, so that he made himself yearn for it, so as to worship it blindly?

Sensing Meng Li's suspicious eyes, the man surnamed Yan frowned and said, "What kind of vision are you, is it possible that you have doubts about the teacher's sword technique?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Meng Li hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I just heard what the master said, the apprentice's blood is boiling, it's just that I've been with the master for so long, and I don't see the master's saber, so I'm curious." ”

The man surnamed Yan suddenly said: "I understand, you are afraid that my major is not the sword technique, and it will delay you!"

Meng Li secretly said a good excuse, but he just smirked and didn't explain. His actions made the master more convinced, and he snorted coldly and lifted the black robe on his body.

"Ignorant boy, see what this is?"

He stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and Meng Li realized that there was a weapon hidden under the other party's black robe. But when he saw what was on his waist, he smiled.

What he thought was a weapon, not a sword or a sword, was a scabbard that resembled a stubborn stone!

"Why only scabbards?

If there is a scabbard, there will inevitably be a knife, this is an eternal truth.

The man surnamed Yan held the scabbard above the scabbard and said proudly: "This is my knife." ”

There is no knife in his hand, but there is a knife in his heart, and if he inserts a knife into the scabbard, the position of his false grip at this time is the position of the hilt.

His movements did not stop, but the impression left on Meng Li was fixed at this moment. On him, Meng Li seemed to read four words: the world is the enemy!