Meng Chuanqing had never heard of god-killing at all, and he couldn't think of the identity of this person even if he wanted to break his brain, because he was too serious, tilted his head, and didn't say a word, in the eyes of the god-killing god, it was a posture of "I can't see you", and he couldn't help but feel angry when he saw this: This hairy boy dared to despise me! He stared at Meng Chuanqing a few times, and saw that he was dressed decently and neatly, and he was dressed as a Jianghu person. It's just that his steps are too weak, his breath is too weak, and he seems to be a fledgling mediocre boy.

Thinking of this, the god-killing couldn't help but sneer in his heart: Since you are so ignorant, let me teach you a lesson!

was about to have a seizure, but he heard Meng Chuan's words: "Sister Feihua may be waiting for me, disturbing the seniors, I will leave first." He saw that the god-killer was angry, and he took the opportunity to get out.

How could the god-killing god let him leave easily, and sneered: "It's here, do you still want to leave?"

Meng Chuanqing's expression remained unchanged, "What do you mean by this, senior?" secretly defensively, thinking: This person's temper doesn't seem to be very good, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with.

The god killer said: "It's been a long time since anyone has played with me, so it's better for you to stay and be a companion with me." After speaking, his right hand was raised, and an iron chain rushed out from behind him. The iron chain was like a snake surging, swift and swift, and quickly entangled towards Meng Chuan. Meng Chuanqing's reaction has always been flexible, and in the face of this lightning chain, he has no power to dodge, and in the blink of an eye, the chain is tightly wrapped around his waist.

The god-killing of the year used this technique to trap countless disciples, and now he is repeating Meng Chuanqing's old skills, on the one hand, he is playful, and on the other hand, he doesn't like Meng Chuanqing's attitude towards him. At this time, seeing that Meng Chuanqing had no power to fight back, he was even more proud, staring at Meng Chuanqing, looking interested and playing with others.

Meng Chuanqing looked at the iron chain around his waist, and there was a black line on his forehead: This trick, he had already seen it in the Flying Dragon Inn Inn, but at that time it was eight iron chains that entangled him, and now although there is only one, he is probably not able to get out easily if he is injured. He shook his body and tried to break the iron chain with internal force, however, as soon as he mentioned Qi Yungong, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he couldn't help but snort softly.

When the god killer saw this situation, he was surprised in his heart: it turned out that this kid's breath was not too weak, but because he was injured internally, he didn't even see it, and he was really hidden. Seeing that Meng Chuanqing was still forcibly exercising his skills, he couldn't help but think to himself: This kid is not afraid of death? If he forcibly performs his exercises, his meridians may be broken. He said in a deep voice: "With your little ability, you dare to compete with the old man, it's really beyond your strength." If you can break the iron chain with your internal force, the old man will not be embarrassed with you and let you go. ”

Meng Chuanqing also knew the fate of his forcible luck, but after trying a few times, he didn't dare to act rashly. He stood there quietly, unmoved on the surface, but in his heart he eagerly hoped that Feihua would find him. The god-killer seemed to know what he was thinking, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't expect that girl from Feihua to come to save you." You're afraid you don't know my identity yet, do you?"

Meng Chuanqing looked up at him and asked, "Haven't asked for advice yet?" Still calm, calm, without a trace of panic.

The god of murder praised in his heart, and said: "The old man is the master here - the god of killing, if you are from the rivers and lakes, you must have heard of the name of my disciple Yi Xiaochen." ”

When Meng Chuanqing heard this, he sighed in his heart: It turned out that this old guy turned out to be the master of the evil emperor, no wonder he was so powerful. He smiled and said, "I have heard of the great name of the evil emperor, but I don't know that he also has a master. I don't know where you offended your seniors and let you treat your juniors like this?"

The god killer said: "Since you know, you must also understand that I have the final say in everything about this evil yin sect." If I want to keep you for three days, I will never dare anyone take you away the next day. Even if Feihua's girl has great ability, she doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me. If you want to get out, you still have to rely on your own ability, and if you blindly want others to save you, you are not qualified to gain a foothold in this Jianghu. ”

Meng Chuanqing snorted lightly and said, "After a lot of preaching, it seems that you know how to educate people very well, not to mention what kind of infamy and failure the evil emperor you taught. As far as I know, the current head of the Evil Yin Sect is a man named Shang Yuluo, not a trapped beast like you. ”

"You!" the god killer was furious, and his right hand suddenly issued a palm, and hit Meng Chuanqing, and said, "That woman." It's just that he has an incomparable sword. If I hadn't been trapped here, who would have been my opponent in the whole world?"

Meng Chuanqing raised his hands to resist the god-killing blow, and the strong force forced him back several steps. He tried his best, blocking him with his arms, almost clenching his teeth, barely holding on. When the god killer said the last sentence, he suddenly exerted force in his hand, and an even stronger force struck Meng Chuanqing again.

Meng Chuanqing couldn't stop it, but he was trapped by the iron chain again, and he couldn't get out, so he could only watch the force hit him. At this moment, he was almost on the verge of life and death, his mind was extremely nervous, his internal breath was a little disordered, and he couldn't help but instinctively exude a faint murderous aura.

The god-killing spirit felt this slight murderous aura, and was stunned: "Heavenly Demon Murderous Aura, what is your relationship with Lou Zhongcong?"

Meng Chuanqing saw that momentum coming, and he couldn't retreat and dodge, he looked down at his waist, and suddenly had an idea. He stooped down suddenly, dodging the god-killing blow, and at the same time his body spun in a large way, and stood on the ground with dexterity.

Although his waist was wrapped in chains, he was not unable to move, and this flexible strain made him a little dumbfounded. He continued to ask, "Who the hell are you kid, why do you have the murderous aura of a heavenly demon?"

Meng Chuanqing's heart moved slightly: Sure enough, it turns out that the strange internal force in my body is the murderous aura of the Heavenly Demon. No wonder I get so lethal every time I faint. He pretended not to know and asked, "What kind of heavenly demon murderous aura? You are bent on killing me, are you not allowed to be angry? Once I get angry, the murderous aura is very heavy." ”

"Hmph! Don't be ashamed!" the god-killing god was once again provoked, and gathered all his strength in his right palm to launch the final blow. "I don't care who you are! as long as you have the murderous aura of the Heavenly Demon, you are my enemy!"

Meng Chuanqing didn't expect that the god-killing would suddenly become angry because of the murderous aura of the Heavenly Demon, and hurriedly raised his qi to defend himself, but he felt a shock in his heart, and he couldn't exert his strength, and his heart was shocked: Oops! The time that Lian Lian said was just up, and that strange internal force was impacting his heart. The medicine she gave has been eaten, and without medicine, I am afraid that it will be difficult to support it anymore.

Meng Chuan's heart was sad and desolate, and he was caught off guard, and was hit by this powerful force, right in the chest. The powerful force shattered the iron chains, threw Meng Chuanqing far away, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was unconscious.

The god killer refused to let go of Meng Chuanqing, and his right hand was full of energy, splitting the iron chain on the ground into four sections, turning it into a sharp sword, and stabbing at Meng Chuanqing. At that moment, a long sword stabbed in from outside the house, shattering the chain with two strokes.

Shang Yu jumped into the house, caught the incomparable divine sword, pointed at the gods, and said coldly: "God killer, have you promised me anything, don't you want to regret it?"

Feihua, who followed Shang Yu and came in behind, saw Meng Chuanqing's condition, and exclaimed, "Meng Gongzi!" and hurriedly squatted down to check his injuries, "Oops! His breath is so weak." Sister, hurry up and save him. ”

The god-killer snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you dead yet?" again urged the iron chains on the ground and wrapped them around Meng Chuanqing.

Seeing this, Shang Yuluo waved the incomparable divine sword in his hand and pointed at the iron chain, but unexpectedly, the iron chain seemed to be alive, and it was wrapped around the sword body several times, and it was firmly fixed. Shang Yuluo's expression did not change, his palms rested on both sides of the hilt, and with a force, the sword body was like a spiral, turning violently, the sword light flashed, and the iron chain turned into fragments and flew out.

Shang Yuluo took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his right hand slammed into the hilt of the sword, and the sword took off with strength, and stabbed at the god-killing god. Unable to dodge, the Divine Sword stabbed him in the right shoulder, accompanied by a wail.

Shang Yuluo restrained the god-killing with an incomparable divine sword, and then went to check Meng Chuanqing's injuries wholeheartedly. As soon as she probed the pulse of Meng Chuanqing, her heart was cold: the injury was too serious!

helped Meng Chuanqing up and began to help him heal his injuries, however, the true qi that entered Meng Chuanqing's body sank into the sea like a stone and disappeared. In this way, not only Meng Chuanqing's injury will not improve, but he will also consume his strength in vain.

In desperation, Shang Yuluo had no choice but to stop, watched Meng Chuanqing fall down again, and sighed: "Perhaps, this is the will of heaven." ”

Feihua's nose was sour, and she asked, "Sister, is he hopeless?"

Shang Yu said: "I can't save him, I can only resign myself to fate." ”

Feihua listened, a little guilty, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, I'm sorry, it's all me." If I hadn't taken the initiative to bring him to see Miss Yan, this wouldn't have happened. ”

"Did Shang Ci know he was coming?" Shang Yuluo asked.

Feihua said: "When I went in to find her, she was practicing at a critical juncture, and I was afraid that she would go crazy, so I didn't bother her." Originally, I planned to let Meng Gongzi stay for a while longer, and let them get together when Miss Yan had dinner, but I didn't expect ......"

When she came out, she didn't see Meng Chuanqing, so she looked around, and just at this time Shang Yuluo came back, so she told Shang Yuluo about the cause and effect. After Shang Yu heard this, he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and hurried to the lobby, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't prevent this tragedy from happening.

"Since she doesn't know yet, don't tell her. Shang Yuluo thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Don't tell her, is this good? In case ......" If Meng Chuanqing is really hopeless, won't they even see each other for the last time.

Shang Yu said: "At this time, if Shang Ci knows his situation, she has no intention of practicing again, and she may even go mad." She looked at Feihua and warned: "You must remember, you must no longer make decisions to tell her the truth, with this lesson from the past, you must not commit it again, otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable." ”

Feihua nodded and said, "I see, sister." ”

"As for Meng Chuanqing...... Shang Yuluo looked at Meng Chuanqing and said, "Send him back to Wulin Village! ”

The next day, at dawn, a carriage stopped outside Wulin Village, and a figure carried Meng Chuanqing out of the car, put it at the door, knocked on the door, and then drove the carriage away.

After a while, the gate was opened, and the gatekeeper of Wulinzhuang stretched out his head, "Who?" After seeing Meng Chuanqing on the ground, he was a little surprised, "Second son?" stepped forward to probe his nose, and stood up with a stumbling and rushed into the courtyard.

For the subordinates of Wulin Village, although Meng Chuanqing made a mistake and was expelled from Wulin Village, he was once the master of this place after all. Although they didn't dare to have anything to do with Meng Chuanqing openly, they were still extremely concerned about it secretly. When the janitor found that Meng Chuanqing's aura was very weak, of course he didn't dare to take the initiative to carry him in, but went to inform the owner of the village as soon as possible.

Meng Fanchen was very surprised when he learned that Meng Chuanqing had fainted outside the door, and with a puzzled mood, he rushed to the door. As soon as he probed the injury, he found that Meng Chuanqing only had one breath left.

To save or not to save? Meng Fanchen hesitated.

If he is not saved, he will definitely die, and it will not be too cheap for him to be relieved so easily? Now, he has been ruined in the rivers and lakes, and his former best friends have left one after another, and it is when he is most sad, if he dies like this, then all the previous plans will not be in vain? Since he is bent on giving birth to the child, then of course he, as the father of the child, cannot die! After the child is born, he still has to bear! Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that he was expelled from Wulin Village by me, and now that he is seriously injured, I am still willing to save him, this may not be a good thing for me to revive my reputation? Thinking of this, Meng Fanchen smiled secretly in his heart, picked up Meng Chuanqing, and entered the house.

The news that the second son was seriously injured soon spread in the village. After Sang heard about it, he threw down the work in his hand and hurried to Meng Chuanqing's room, and saw that Meng Fanchen was healing Meng Chuanqing's wounds, and he was very surprised: Doesn't he hate Chuanqing very much, why do you want to save him at this moment?

Subsequently, Meng Chuanwen and Sang Youwei also rushed over with a worried face, and the last person to enter the house was Meng Chuanxin from the Xihua Courtyard. In the past few months, she has been living in the Cherishing Flowers Courtyard, planting flowers, watering, and being content. seems to be calm and indifferent, but there is a lot of sadness hidden behind it, and the rumors and rumors of everyone did not defeat her, but stood calmly, with the child in her belly. For four months, the lower abdomen is not very obvious, and outsiders can't see it, and they won't know how seriously she treats this child.

On the day Meng Chuanqing left, she asked her to beat the child, and after she went home, she thought about it for a long time and was always reluctant. In her heart, this child is like a little teaser, how could she bear to abandon him before he was born? Chuanqing has gone through so much, such a difficult journey, life and death are uncertain, and he and Shang Ci have come to that point, there may not be a chance to have children in the future, now, it is better to leave him a queen, and he is worthy of the spirit of his biological parents in heaven. After much thought, she decided to give birth to the child, and if she didn't want to pass on the love, she would raise it alone.

This child, his fate, from the very beginning, was already predestined.