"Shooting stars. ”

Meng Jiangnan was actually rushing to answer, although he only said two words, but this did not prevent Yu Wenxia from showing a ghost-like expression.

Zhou Xiaomeng stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

Probably because the number of times I can see Meng Jiangnan taking the initiative to speak is less than the number of times I see ghosts.

The fifth Xiaolou's eyes flashed, and he said, "What meteor?"

Meng Jiangnan said: "It's not just a meteor. ”

The fifth small building said: "Is there anything else?"

Meng Jiangnan said: "There seem to be two more things. ”

The fifth small building said: "Which two?"

Meng Jiangnan said: "It's the same as a butterfly." ”

The fifth small building was suddenly stunned like a lightning strike, and muttered, "Butterfly?"

These were two unrelated words, and the fifth Xiaolou only felt a little familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, as if she had seen it somewhere, and even the name of the remaining thing was already lingering on her lips, but she pondered for a long time, and finally did not say a word.

There was a sudden silence in the carriage.

Yu Wenxia couldn't help but say, "What about one more thing?"

Meng Jiangnan had opened his eyes at this time, and his sword-sharp gaze was firmly staring at the short sword in front of him, and said, "Sword!"

The short sword was in the hands of the fifth Xiao Lou, and it had always been by her side, and no one else could use this short sword.

She frowned and said, "What's the relationship between the three?"

The memory in her heart is like window paper, she can only see the vague outline of the memory reflected in the window paper, but she can't see the true face of the memory behind the window paper.

Meng Jiangnan's gaze slowly moved up, then stared at her eyes, and said, "It's okay." ”

The fifth Xiaolou seemed to be a little angry, and said, "It doesn't matter, why are you saying it?"

Meng Jiangnan said lightly: "Not now." ”

The fifth Xiaolou immediately said, "Will there be one in the future?"

The corners of Meng Jiangnan's mouth suddenly flashed with a very mysterious smile, and he said slowly: "There are butterflies and swords, and the meteor will never be too far away."

Each sentence is not very related, but it seems to have some strange connection.

The fifth Xiaolou thought for a long time, then let out a long breath and said, "Where did you know these things?"

Meng Jiangnan said: "In a dream." ”

The fifth small corridor was stunned, and said in a long voice: "Dream?"

In the last sentence, Meng Jiangnan said very slowly, and said slowly: "These three will eventually meet." ”

He didn't go on to explain, he had closed his mouth and his eyes, as if he had never opened his eyes or spoken.

He only says what he wants to say and only does what he wants to do.

After saying what he wants to say, he will never say another word, and when he finishes what he wants to do, he will never do another action.

He always did.

Fifth Xiaolou lowered her head and looked at Aji Jian, she couldn't tell if there was some deep connotation hidden in this sentence.

I thought that Meng Jiangnan would be able to draw out the hidden memories in her heart, but I didn't want him to just say a few seemingly meaningless words.

She looked up at Yu Wenxia again, hoping that he could help her.

Yu Wenxia nodded.

He's nodding? Does he understand?

The fifth Xiaolou glared at him, shocked and anxious, and said, "Do you understand what he said?"

Yu Wenxia nodded again.

The fifth Xiaolou immediately continued: "What do you mean by this?"

Yu Wenxia sighed, seeing that she was so anxious, she could only explain: "Meng Tianshi released the news a few months ago, saying that a meteor would cross the sky over Jiangnan County in half a month. ”

The fifth Xiaolou was taken aback and said, "He can also predict meteors?"

Yu Wenxia shrugged and said, "Otherwise, how could he become a Great Zhou Heavenly Master." ”

The fifth small building said: "The butterfly"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly turned her head to look at the sisters who were about to fall asleep, and muttered, "Ten Thousand Butterfly Villa"

In the Yongchun Valley of Wandie Villa, the most indispensable thing is butterflies.

The sword is in the hand.

Half a moon will never be too long.

Yu Wenxia said: "It seems that this Ten Thousand Butterfly Villa, you have to go to it." ”

Fifth Xiaolou smiled, her smile was a little bitter, at this time she seemed to be able to smile bitterly, she suddenly realized that this time was really dangerous, she had just been involved in a fight, she almost didn't lose her life, and even the injuries she suffered had not been healed and she was about to be involved in another dispute.

But she had to go again, and she seemed to have some kind of indescribable premonition, only that there should be a crucial memory hidden in her heart.

Yu Wenxia looked at her gloomy face, and couldn't help but feel a little tingling in her heart, and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"

The fifth Xiaolou smiled at him reluctantly, and lowered his head again, smiling and smiling that he didn't want to take care of you.

The carriage had gone far away, and suddenly quietly turned into a path.

The trail is densely wooded and weeds are a foot high, and it is evident that few people come to such a place.

The sound of rain is getting quieter, and the sound of hooves is getting softer.

I don't know how long it was, but the carriage suddenly slowed down, and before the people in the carriage could ask any more questions, suddenly a scream was heard, followed by another scream, and finally even the carriage stopped moving.

The two "poofs" are the sound of corpses falling from the parking space to the mud.

Yu Wenxia clenched the knife in his hand, stood up, and said, "They really caught up." ”

They never left!

The fifth Xiaolou also held the hilt of the sword, and a tingling pain came from her right shoulder and shoulder, which made her frown, and said, "What should I do?"

Now it seems that there is only this choice, but she is also confident, although she forcibly used her sword technique yesterday and caused the wound to collapse, but under Zhou Xiaomeng's careful treatment, she also recovered a little, not to mention that there is a character like Meng Jiangnan who doesn't seem to be easy to mess with.

Zhou Xiaodie was woken up by the screams, shrunk her head and trembled a little, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, why hasn't he come yet?"

"Daddy, he'll be here soon. Zhou Xiaomeng gritted his teeth, wrapped Zhou Xiaodie in a quilt, and then said softly: "You sleep now, and when you wake up, you will be home." ”

Zhou Xiaodie nodded slightly, and said softly: "When I get home, sister, you must take me to see what the sea of flowers looks like at night, Daddy, he has always forbidden me to go out at night."

Zhou Xiaomeng rubbed her head and said, "Okay, I'll definitely convince my father." ”

Zhou Xiaodie closed her eyes and muttered to herself: "I heard Uncle Zhou say that when you look up at the sea of flowers at night, you can see the stars in the sky, which looks like a sea of flowers in the sky." ”

No one continued to answer, because Yu Wenxia had already kicked the car door, and the four people in the car had just escaped from the car.

The forest path was blocked by a large fallen tree.

Zhou Xiaomeng found a few silver needles in the small wooden box hanging on her belt, and her weapons were also silver needles, but she usually used them to save people, and she would not apply poison to the silver needles.

As soon as the three of them landed, they surrounded the carriage, their eyes fixed on their surroundings, and their whole bodies were full of vigilance.

Except for Meng Jiangnan.

As soon as he landed, he headed for the side of the road, apparently trying to get around the trees in the middle of the road and get out of here.

Fifth Xiaolou caught a glimpse of his back as he gradually moved away, and shouted, "Master Meng, where are you going?"

Meng Jiangnan didn't even look back, and said lightly: "Where am I going, what does it have to do with you?"

Now is no time to joke!

Fifth Xiaolou was angry for a while, and she couldn't wait to run over and beat him with a scabbard now, she took a deep breath and said, "The prince is here on Wednesday, do you dare to see death and not save him?"

Meng Jiangnan didn't plan to turn back at all, straightened his robe, and said, "If he dies or not, what does it have to do with me?"

He's still moving forward.

He's not kidding.

Fifth Xiaolou looked at his back and was stunned, then turned his head to stare at Yu Wenxia, and said fiercely: "Yu Wenxia!

Yu Wenxia didn't show a trace of surprise, he didn't look at Meng Jiangnan, as if this matter was natural and reasonable.

He drew his sword from its sheath, looked around, and said, "Don't talk about me, even if my father is here, he won't necessarily save me." ”

The fifth small building said: "Not necessarily?"

Yu Wenxia sighed and said: "If he wants to save people, he can save people, if he doesn't want to save people, even if the emperor is lying in front of him, he will never take a second look." ”

It is a miracle that this person has been able to survive by the emperor's side until now.

The fifth Xiaolou was even more surprised, firstly, he was surprised that this person was still alive and well, and secondly, he was surprised that Zhou Xiaomeng heard the real name of "Yuwenxia", and he didn't even look very surprised.

She didn't ask any further, because she had already seen four tree stumps rushing out of the treetops and rushing towards Meng Jiangnan.

Of course, the stake will not move, there are people in the stake!

But these people prefer to die and want to attack Meng Jiangnan, on one side there are three people around, and on the other side is a person with his back to them, normal people know how to choose, but unfortunately they don't recognize Meng Jiangnan's identity.

Several sharp knives pierced out of the wooden stake, and as soon as they landed, they spun and approached Meng Jiangnan, looking like a spinning top that shimmered with cold light.

Four people approached from four directions, and there were not a few people who died in this move, and there were quite a few, and there were many of them, among whom there were many masters on the word list.

The few people in the stake seemed to have seen it, and the old Taoist priest in front of him, who looked weak, seemed to be about to be gradually broken into pieces by a sharp knife.

It is true that someone will die, but it will never be Meng Jiangnan who will die!

If you don't die, you won't die, and most people only think of this truth at the moment before they die, which can be regarded as the truth.

Meng Jiangnan has already held the sword with his backhand, the white sword!