Chapter 168, Alive.
"Ah.........h Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info threw herself on the ground, dusty face, at this time, where is she as heroic as before. All that was left was the pain on his face.
Wang Meng's face was covered with sweat, and her hair was densely stuck to her face. The dust smeared the face dirty. Her brow furrowed. His teeth clenched his lips, and he had to hold on like this, the pain of the resistance was really coming. Traces of blood flowed from his lips.
Inside the house, more than a dozen wine jars were scattered on the ground, and there were many pottery shards, which were scattered on the ground, and it seemed that several wine jars had been smashed.
Simon Ba slumped in his chair. He also held a wine jar on the table. Drunken eyes looked at Wang Meng who fell to the ground.
Ximen Ba sneered. "I won't come back until dawn." Isn't it painful?", he said, and poured another sip of wine into his mouth, which ran down his neck and into his collar. But Simon Ba didn't care.
wiped the wine stains on his mouth casually, and looked at Wang Meng who was rolling on the ground with interest.
"Save ........ Help me...... Help me........" Wang Meng stretched out his hand and shouted bitterly at Ximenba. "I....... I'm so uncomfortable........! I'm going to die......."
"Crawl over by yourself!" Ximen Ba said coldly.
Wang Meng heard Ximen Ba's words, but a hint of surprise also appeared in his painful expression. "Jumping ....." she covered her chest, inch by inch, and crawled in the direction of Ximenba. Pottery shards crawling over the ground. Cut her wrist, and a trace of blood flowed out of Wang Meng's arm. Flowed to her crawling every inch. The sharp pottery shards also left a wisp of her blood.
Wang Meng stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and his fingertips touched Ximenba's shoes, but at this time, Ximenba retracted his feet violently. Avoiding Wang Meng's hand, he kicked Wang Meng in the stomach. Wang Meng was kicked by him and flew out. Smashed a chair and several wine jars. Wang Meng rolled a few times, bowing and curled up in place. Trembling all over. My eyes began to turn white. The mouth kept moaning "uh-uh-uh".
Simon Ba stepped on the table. He dusted off his shoes and said, "Who let you touch my shoes.....?" Look for death, you!"
Turning his head to look at Wang Meng who was lying in a pile of debris, Ximen Ba walked over. carried Wang Meng on his shoulders and walked to the back room.
Meng Jingye struggled to sit up again, and carried out the immortal skill. The green light began to drift out from his body little by little, moistening the wounds on his body, and the hideous wounds began to gradually recover, and the flesh buds were also growing visibly. One wound after another began to scar, and the scars on the knots gradually fell off, revealing the delicate powdered flesh.
At this time, Meng Jingye's body was basically recovering. Looking up at the sky, it was already morning.
Meng Jingye got up from the ground. There were rags all over his body, and there were a lot of scraps of paper on the ground that were silver tickets. The original clothes have been torn into strips of cloth by Wang Meng. Although some of them are still hanging on their bodies, they can't cover their bodies anymore. He tore off the rags on his body and flipped through his silver ticket. A large stack of silver tickets. But only a few are good.
Meng Jingye walked along the edge of the forest, although he couldn't find a place, he couldn't stay where he was. Sitting still like this is not Meng Jingye's style. You still have to find a set of clothes first.
At this time, Meng Jingye pushed aside a bush, and an old man was fishing by the lake. Meng Jingye looked around and found that there was no one else around. So Meng Jingye quietly touched it.
Meng Jingye gently hit the old man on the neck, knocking the old man unconscious to the ground. Immediately he began to strip him of his clothes, and put them on himself. It's a little small, but it's better than nothing. Then he put the old man's hat on his forehead and eyebrows.
Meng Jingye followed the main road by the lake and began to look for a way back.
While walking with his head down, he was also thinking about what happened last night, and he didn't expect that Wang Meng would become so powerful. A few years ago, she was a powerless woman, and today. is even more powerful than himself, and there must be an ulterior secret in this. If only I could get my hands on it...... So in addition to my own use, how many such powerful warriors can be made, and when the time comes, where in the world can I not go?
Thinking of this, from the inside. Meng Jingye also unconsciously showed a smile. At this time, Meng Jingye also noticed. I seem to have found my way. So in the direction of the pale, he began to move forward.
When they returned to their house in the Pale Room, they found that many large bags and small bags of things had been piled up in the house. Pale took a bag of things out of the back room and placed them in the hall. Seeing Meng Jingye coming back, he asked, "Just came back?"
Meng Jingye nodded. said: "I'm in some trouble. Have you discussed this?"
Daomu Bowl walked in and said, "Yes." We decided to take a gamble. After all, staying here is not an option. ”
Meng Jingye smiled. said: "That's a good relationship, from today on, we are a family." ”
Pale didn't say anything about it. Just said, "I'll go in and get something." And he hurried away.
Dao Muwan smiled apologetically at Meng Jingye and said, "Senior brother is such a person. It's a little cold, but the big brother is still very good. I hope that Jing Gongzi will not mind. ”
Meng Jingye waved his hand and said, "It's out of the way." It's just a small thing. What's more, I'm the kind of person who would get angry about something like that? I'm not that stingy. ”
Ma Hongyu was carrying a large bag of things and stumbled in from outside. Seeing that things are about to fall down. Meng Jingye hurriedly helped her catch it. Ma Hongyu also pounced on Meng Jingye's body. also knocked Meng Jingye's injured things to the ground.
Meng Jingye helped Ma Hongyu up. The hand seemed to touch something. But Meng Jingye's face did not change, pretending that nothing had happened. Ma Hongyu blushed and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. Instead, he ran out on his own.
"What about Li Qing?" Meng Jingye looked at Ma Hongyu who ran out and asked the knife wooden bowl.
He went to hire a carriage. "The knife and wooden bowl are tidying things up. replied to Meng Jingye.
Meng Jingye nodded. The bag that just landed on the ground. Picked it up. It's big, but it's not heavy!" Meng Jingye piled the bag next to the table. After a little look, there were some clothes in these bags nearby. There was nothing else but the three large boxes below. There doesn't seem to be anything very special anymore.
I don't know why they bring so many clothes. Four people. These clothes are enough for a person to wear. However, Meng Jingye didn't talk much. After all, it's someone else's stuff. (To be continued.) )