Life is all about enjoyment.

If you are served by a beautiful woman, then you think about it, the blessing of Qi people, the enjoyment that can be imagined, at this moment Jing Meng is enjoying the blessing of Qi people and being served by Xiusha.

"Oops. ”

But suddenly, Jing Meng's face twisted, and he complained very painfully: "It hurts to death, it hurts to death, you can't be lighter, it's really, clumsy." ”

Xiusha's expression was full of self-blame, and she was very careful to help Jing Meng cover the quilt.

Huang Xing's voice came from outside the door, and he said loudly: "Senior brother, senior sister has been a princess since she was a child, and she can't serve people, or I will come, I promise that you will be obedient." ”

Jing Meng's face turned dark, and he hurriedly said: "No need, no need, Senior Sister is already very considerate and caring." ”

Huang Xing said disappointingly: "Then what's your strange name?"

Jing Meng said: "My mouth is itchy and I roar. ”

Huang Xing: "Oh." muttered in a low voice, "Master, let me see if you are doing something bad?"

Suddenly, Jing Meng's face turned dark, Xiusha's face turned crimson, and she threw the quilt on Jing Meng's body so angrily, she really covered her face together, how could she dare to stay for a long time, and leave quickly.

It's so enjoyable.

It's a good day.

Jing Meng couldn't help but have some fantasies, if only Xiusha could take care of herself like this all the time.

Thinking ....

Thinking...

Thinking that it was indeed not beautiful, Suo Guanqing's face squeezed in stiffly, he watched himself gritting his teeth, staring at arrogance, sneering at the corners of his mouth, and disdain at the corners of his eyes.

It's nothing to himself, but what is disgusting is that he actually saw him looking at Xiusha affectionately, and he seemed to find that Xiusha was also smiling and affectionate.

They looked at each other.

They embraced.

They seem to be going to... Kissed.

"How can it be. ”

Jing Meng bounced up from the bed, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, glanced at the pale moonlight on the ground, sighed softly, and fell down again.

"Sleep," Jing Meng whispered.

"Yes, sleep," Jing Meng replied softly.

Talk to yourself, ask yourself questions.

The mind was groggy, Jing Meng felt that he was asleep, but he seemed to feel that he was lost, the surroundings were gray, and he blinked his eyes.

There seemed to be a shadow flickering in front of me.

A lot, a lot, I can't help but be a little curious, my hand tries to lift, groping forward.

But in the touch of the fingers, there was indeed a trace of brilliance from the gap in the palm, and I was overjoyed, and I hurriedly raised my steps and walked forward.

"Uh...."

Jing Meng's expression suddenly froze, and he saw the overwhelming number of guards, all of whom were wearing red armor, and they looked at them in a neat array, and their expressions were solemn and solemn, as if they were preparing for a crusade against dissidents.

Jing Meng's eyes widened and swept around, but he didn't see a single general.

"Hehe..."

He smiled playfully and said softly, "You can't be waiting for me, right?"

Thinking like this, Jing Meng couldn't help but take a step forward, looking at a venerable armor stomach with a very majestic face, and suddenly a wave of pride rushed up when he looked at it, if he could master such an army, then wouldn't the world be mine.

But blood armor is still blood armor.

They were still majestic, and they didn't even look at Jing Meng.

Jing Meng understood that he wanted to be their leader, and that was just the beauty of his thoughts.

smiled lightly on his face, and didn't care, anyway, this was in a dream, so he didn't need to be angry, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the face of the blood guard.

His brows were indeed furrowed, and he asked softly: "Like, it seems that they hate each other." ”

What kind of thing is it, that venerable blood guard is simply hateful, their eyes flickering left and right, they are very uneasy about the two sides around them, and they are even more wary of the front and back.

Jing Meng was stunned and whispered, "Won't such an army overturn the sky?"

"Boom..."

I don't know if it should be an auspicious or evil word to praise Jing Meng, in short, the prediction was very accurate, and it exploded with a sonorous sound, and in an instant, all the blood guards pulled out their knives.

"Kill..."

Unambiguous, before the kill, if the front can get away with not dying, then kill the left and kill the right, a point in the four sides, live one, the one who survives, the knife returns to the box, sits cross-legged, and the fallen body is indeed directly melted into a faint breath and converges into the body of the victor.

It all seemed to happen between lightning and flint, and the bloody blood that had been broken was instantly quiet.

If it weren't for the fact that a large piece of the originally dense martial arts arena was empty, Jing Meng would almost have thought that nothing had happened.

It is the victor who is alive.

Those victors absorbed the nutrients of the fallen people, and their breath became more condensed, and Jing Meng seemed to sense a hint of edge from their cold bodies.

His brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this really a dream?"

"Whew..."

I don't know if it's my own breath or the breath of the wind, I just feel a cold face, my eyes are slightly flowered, and the Blood Guard Corps that was erected in front of me just now disappeared in an instant.

But this martial arts arena really didn't calm down.

Suddenly, a lot of stones of different shapes appeared.

Jing Meng glared and asked with a smile, "What are you doing here, building blocks?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang, I don't know where the power came from, the neat stones on the martial arts arena actually all moved a step towards the center, and some of the stones that were closer to each other slammed together, and suddenly the stone droplets splashed, as if it was very tragic.

"Uh..."

The corners of Jing Meng's mouth twitched, and he laughed and said, "What is this for?"

I couldn't help but look like I was watching a play, but after three minutes of staring and waiting, blinking, and waiting for another three minutes, six minutes had passed, and the stones still didn't react at all.

Jing Meng glanced at his lips and said, "It's not bloody." ”

"Whew..."

Jing Meng felt the wind move again, but this time he understood that his eyes were wide, and he was reluctant to blink, staring at the martial arts arena with a big star, and he really saw that the white mist was rising, and all the stones were covered in it.

When the wind blew and the fog cleared, the stones were all gone.

At this moment, there was indeed a giant on the martial arts arena, to be exact, a huge skeleton, and there was a snowy long knife stuck in the ground beside him.

Jing Meng raised his head, looked at the skeletal face, and asked in a low voice, "What is this for?"

This body seems to have something on its mind.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and he could actually make a sound from his mouth, and he seemed to be pondering, and he asked in a low voice, "Is that right?"

"Heh..."

Jing Meng smiled and said jokingly: "What's wrong with it, do it." ”

The giant was shocked, and his empty eyes suddenly glared at Jing Meng's face fiercely, and Jing Meng's face turned slightly white in an instant, and he took a step back very unbearably.

The giant's skeleton itself was indeed shaken as if it was about to fall apart, but his eyesless eyes were still staring coldly at Jing Meng.

Jing Meng's expression frowned, he snorted, raised his face, stared at the giant's face without fear, took a step forward, and whispered in a deep voice: "Of course, why worry, you can tell the difference between right and wrong when you finish it." ”

The abrupt giant's arm shook, and when he grabbed it, he really grabbed the trembling long knife inserted in the ground.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, Jing Meng felt a roar in his head, and a sense of dizziness rushed to his brain, but when he felt that he was about to faint, his whole body suddenly felt hot, as if blood was ignited, and it was not painful to burn the meridians.

The blood is like this, and the flesh is unspeakable.

The whole body seemed to be being beaten by a small hammer, tempering every inch of cell fibers, so painful, so painful, suddenly I really felt that the bones sank slightly.

"Whew..."

All is calm.

In the dark night, Jing Meng's eyes suddenly opened, his mouth hissed and panted, his fingers twitched, it was indeed stinging and unbearable, and he asked in his heart: "What's wrong, what's wrong." ”

Jing Meng lay on the bed and didn't dare to move at all, so after almost an hour, his fingers twitched tentatively again, and he breathed in his heart, but nothing happened.

His face was suddenly overjoyed, and he subconsciously stood up and said with a smile: "Hehe, is the ghost pressing?"

"Uh..."

But suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked in a lost voice: "I'm okay, I can actually stand up?"

Jing Meng didn't seem to believe it, and hurriedly raised his hand to look at it, it was really good, as if he could really walk, he tried to lift his legs, stretched his waist, and really didn't feel any pain at all.

"Okay?"

Unbelievable, he was seriously injured by a violent bear, and he was inexplicably better, and he was suddenly a little overjoyed, and he clenched his fist and snorted in the air.

Jing Meng's eyes widened, what kind of power is this, it seems to be much stronger than before?

Frowning in thought, "This ...... Is it a breakthrough?"

The earth that I had collapsed before, but now I seem to be back again, and I feel the strength in my muscles and bones, which is even more prosperous than before.

"Huh.."

Jing Meng is overjoyed, what could be happier than this.

But the good times didn't last long, and a sentence suddenly squeezed into his mind: "Black Desolate Mountain Range, plant this seed on the Sun Worship Peak."

The corners of Jing Meng's mouth twitched, the person instantly calmed down, his hand moved inexplicably, and he hurriedly raised it, and looked at it intently, and there was indeed a black seed lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

"This..."

"Isn't that a joke?"

You laugh, you laugh and see?