I have a portable space

After finishing speaking, the girl grabbed the middle-aged man and ran away. She didn't notice what happened to the middle-aged man, but Tang Jia did notice, her face was full of horror. Compared with Tang Jia, Meng Zhe's face didn't change at all. As an expert in controlling strength, how could he not know what would happen if he slapped him.

I saw that only the head of the middle-aged man was relatively complete, but his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his original appearance could not be seen at all.

"Meng Zhe, are you still chasing him?" After Tang Jia recovered from her surprise, she turned to Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe shook his head: "Forget it, she didn't really do anything bad, it's all because of her personality, so your character needs to be tempered!" Meng Zhe said to Tang Jia with deep meaning in his words.

"Um, ahem, I'll forget it, I feel pretty good now!" Tang Jia was embarrassed, and waved her hand to refuse.

"You're welcome, I'm such a generous person, I'm sure I'll be much better after training!" Meng Zhe said with a serious face.

"I know you are generous, I really don't need it, I feel pretty good now, I don't need to change anything!" Tang Jia's face was full of helplessness.

"Walk and talk, you really don't need it?"

After sitting on the rock for a while, Meng Zhe stood up and walked forward.

"No need!" Tang Jia's face was full of resolute rejection.

"Okay, I get it. It's a pity that someone doesn't want a place that can improve your strength. It's a pity!" He said so, but his eyes kept looking at Tang Jia intentionally or unintentionally, clearly talking about her.

Tang Jia breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Meng Zhe's promise, but after hearing what Meng Zhe said later, he held his breath in his chest, unable to breathe out, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood, this one was very uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, is your aunt here? You look so ugly!" Meng Zhe asked with concern.

"Get lost~ you're just here!" Tang Jia kicked Meng Zhe with a black face.

Meng Zhe dodged in a flash, and asked with undiminished concern on his face:

"The coming of your aunt will affect your mood and make you feel uncomfortable. One of them is that it will make you feel irritable. Your current situation is quite similar. Do you want to take a break? After all, I am a very warm person. What a warm man!" Meng Zhe also put up a pos.

Being teased like this, Tang Jia didn't cheer up, but became more angry:
"Meng, Zhe~"

"Ahem, I'm here!" Meng Zhe stood upright, with his hands clinging to the seam of his trousers, and his face was serious.

"Listen to me, I, no, yes, come on, big, aunt, mom~" The latter sentence was said directly in a roar.

"Okay, okay, I can hear you, you don't have to shout so loudly." Meng Zhe covered his ears and hurriedly admitted defeat.

"Hmph, don't you know that girls are the least attractive?" Tang Jia's face was sullen.

"Yes, yes, I understand. I've never been in a relationship. I've never been in a sedan chair before. I'm still an idiot in everything!" Meng Zhe could only follow Tang Jia's agreement.

"Yeah!" Hearing what Meng Zhe said, Tang Jia didn't feel any better, and just agreed lightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhe put away his playful mood, his face was full of worry.

"It's okay, let's go!" Tang Jia shook his head lightly.

"The girl's mood is really strange. The front is still fine, but after a while, she immediately becomes silent. That sentence is indeed true, girls are fickle!" Meng Zhe looked puzzled.

Meng Zhe didn't think about his status in other girls' hearts, so he joked with them like this, and didn't think about what would happen to the girls' mood.

In this way, the two walked back to the inn in silence. During this period, Meng Zhe wanted to speak many times, but he didn't speak because he didn't know what to say.

"We're here, go and save her first, I want to go back to my room to rest!" Tang Jia said suddenly, her face was indifferent.

Meng Zhe nodded: "Thanks for your hard work!" After speaking, Meng Zhe entered the room.

Meng Zhe didn't know that as soon as he entered the room, Tang Jia rushed into his room and covered himself with a quilt. During this period, the girl's crying was heartbreaking, making those who heard it sad and those who saw it cry.

After Meng Zhe entered the room, he frowned because he found that someone had been here before.

He first took a look at Lin Yingtong's situation, and when he realized that her soul was missing again, his aura immediately exploded.

"Dong Yiming, our beam has formed!!!" Meng Zhe's face was so gloomy and terrifying that Xing'er who was behind him trembled.

She had never felt so helpless like now, as if standing in front of her was not a cultivator at the refining period, but a jazz demon god who had killed many people.

It wasn't until there was a creaking sound from the house that Meng Zhe came to his senses and withdrew his aura.

Meng Zhe didn't hold back either, but first gave Lin Yingtong the Three Souls he had just obtained from Dong Yiming back into his body.

Xing'er opened her mouth, originally intending to say that she was here to help, but she swallowed her words after seeing Meng Zhe's face.

After sending Lin Yingtong's three souls back, Meng Zhe lost his breath, with an unconcealable exhaustion on his face.

"Meng Zhe, take a break. I also know that sending the soul back to its place is very sad. Don't force yourself!" Xing'er took a hot towel to help Meng Zhe wipe off the sweat from exhaustion.

"Thank you!" Meng Zhe took the towel, wiped it carelessly, and then returned the towel to Xing'er.

Xing'er smiled, and helped Meng Zhe carefully wipe the part where Meng Zhe didn't touch, but where there were still Chinese characters on it.

During this period, Meng Zhe didn't react at all, and Xing'er didn't brush Meng Zhe rudely. Maybe it was because of this reason that Meng Zhe didn't say anything.

There is a saying that goes like this: "Do as the Romans do." Meng Zhe did the same.

Xiang Mengzhe needs to learn a little bit through his own eyes and the sacred stone, but Xing'er doesn't have this trouble. Their hidden ability is to extract the information left by history through moonlight.

The surrounding environment can change with the passage of time, but the moonlight will not, they have always recorded the information left over from history.

It can be said that Xing'er understands those etiquettes better than people on Earth, and it is not limited to regions.

"You've worked hard. I'm going to Jiuyou Difu to find Dong Yiming's troubles. Can I trouble you to take care of Lin Yingtong?" Meng Zhe motioned Xing'er to stop working and listen to himself.

"Don't worry, I will protect her to the death!" Xing'er's face was full of determination.

Meng Zhe nodded in satisfaction: "Thank you!" After speaking, Meng Zhe walked out of the room with a murderous look on his face.

"Dong Yiming, are you ready to meet my wrath?"