One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Meng Guiwen was alone at this time.

A day ago, she and the senior brother separated.

After all, they have disappeared for several days, and they still have to go back and report.

Of course, Liu Junhao was taken away by Er Zhu Yuxun.

When Er Zhu Yuxun was about to leave, Meng Guiwen handed Er Zhu Yuxun a black lotus flower with gold borders.

"If you don't want him to die, then take good care of this lotus flower. If you want him to die, nourish this lotus flower with spiritual power. When this lotus flower blooms and withers, it will become a lotus flower seed. Remember to give it to me." Meng Guiwen opened his mouth.

Er Zhu Yuxun held the lotus in his hands, and looked at Meng Guiyi again.

Junior sister Meng actually said so many words to him.

"Junior Sister Meng...you..."

It's just that Er Zhu Yuxun hadn't said the moving words, and Meng Guiwen left without looking back.

How can I say that this Liu Junhao is also a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, although his aura is messy, his state of mind can still be used by his ancestors.

So Meng Guiwen is now going to the Penglai Empire alone.

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Meng Guiwen took out the map of mountains and rivers and looked carefully at the location of the Penglai Empire.

The Longyuan Empire is next to the Tiandao Temple, and the Longyuan Empire and the Penglai Empire are connected together, and there are two small countries buffering between these two empires and the Yun'an Empire.

Of course, it is not easy for these small countries to be among several great empires.

Even if they are vassals of other empires, they dare not resist another empire.

Meng Guiwen glanced at the map of Jiangshan before putting it away.

Looking at the map, it should be almost there.

Meng Guiwen was standing under the eaves of a town temple.

The sunlight above the head is strongly blocked by the eaves of the temple.

She glanced back, this is the temple dedicated to Furong Valley.

It is called Furong Temple.

Of course, like in the Yun'an Empire, there are mostly Taiqing Temples.

Although in their eyes, Fanchen is closer to them.

But in the eyes of mortals, the five great fairy gates are equivalent to the existence of the fairy world to them.

And whether there is a higher place above the fairy world, then they don't know.

Just when Meng Guiyi was staring at the word Furong Temple in a daze, she heard footsteps.

The footsteps were soft.

Even heard the familiar crackling sound.

Meng Guiwen looked back at the steps leading to the temple.

The first thing that caught her eye was a black umbrella.

White hair drifts under the black umbrella.

The person who looked like snow on the top of the mountain appeared in her sight.

He was holding a duck in his hand, and a black kitten was walking at his feet.

Meng Guiwen looked at the person coming, but did not speak.

The other party didn't speak, but when they stepped up the last step, the forest blew wind.

The wind blew their hair.

The Immortal Granting Bell on Meng Guiyi's right ear also shook slightly, making a crisp sound.

It was quiet between the two of them, only the ringing of the bell and the rustling of the surrounding trees as the wind blows by.

The shadow of the temple under the sunlight drew a line in front of the two of them.

Black and white are distinct, like a moat between them.

Meng Guiwen's eyes moved from Yu He's body to the line, and when she was hesitating whether to step over it, Yu He moved.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked from the sun into the shadows, and stood side by side with Meng Guiying.

Meng Guiwen looked up at him.

He gently put away the black umbrella, and then said: "Your side is very good, you don't need an umbrella."

Meng Guiwen heard the words, but bowed his head and remained silent.

"Miss, long time no see."

-

The capital city of Penglai Penglai City is very prosperous.

If the Longyuan Empire is the most powerful of the nine empires, then the Penglai Empire is the wealthiest among the nine empires.

Especially the Penglai Imperial Palace, looking from a distance, is shining brightly in the sun.

There are many travelers from overseas in the city.

They are dressed in strange clothes, which are completely different from the clothes of the local people.

It was the first time for Meng Guiwen to come to Penglai City.

As soon as you enter the city gate, you can feel that there are completely two worlds inside and outside the city.

But her attention is not on these.

After all, within ten days, Hua Yuanyue really became the new empress of the Penglai Empire.

When Hua Longyue became the new emperor of the Penglai Empire, her father was assassinated by Hua Longyue's elder brothers, and her elder brothers and imperial sisters were plotting against each other.

The entire Penglai Empire was turned into a miasma, and the common people were in dire straits.

At that time, Hua Yuanyue didn't like her identity, and she didn't want to admit that she was the nine princesses of the Penglai Empire.

But she didn't want to see the suffering of the people.

In front of Meng Guiwen was a bustling street, and the faces of these mortals were full of smiles.

But in her eyes, it was a desolate Penglai city.

When Hua Longyue came back, she became the new Empress of the Penglai Empire.

Obviously she was the one who drove away the evil cultivators, but those common people threw the things in their hands at Hua Longyue.

They loudly questioned why Hua Yuanyue abandoned them for nearly a hundred years and ignored them.

Meng Guiwen still remembers an old woman looking at Huayuanyue with muddy eyes full of tears.

"Cultivators are just cultivators, you are always on the clouds, you are not used to eating whole grains, and you are not used to riding in a rolling ox cart.

You can't see the sufferings of the mortal world, but you only want to cut off the mortal relationship and long for the ascension. We also knelt in front of the temple and begged bitterly. Have you ever heard of it? "

At that time, Hua Yuanyue should have a hundred words to explain, but she didn't say a word.

One person takes all the blame.

She is the Empress of the Penglai Empire, a genius in the world of cultivating immortals, and a big sister who gives candies to children on the side of the road.

During those 20 years, Hua Yuanyue traveled the entire True Wind Continent.

Perhaps at that time, only she knew what the mortal world needed.

Meng Guiyi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the desolate scene in his eyes disappeared instantly.

In front of him is still the bright capital city.

Meng Guiwen had never seen such a sight before.

Naturally, she couldn't understand Hua Yuanyue's thoughts at the time.

If it were her, without the realm of cultivating immortals, let alone their wealth, they would probably be dead.

The world of cultivating immortals has paid so much, and never let the mortals know why.

Like his own master, who sacrificed his body to the sword, how many people in this mortal world remember him?

Even if she knows that the duty of an immortal cultivator is to protect the common people in this world.

But it is absolutely impossible for her to be as uncomplaining and regretless as Hua Yuanyue.

So she can't do things like protecting the common people.

Only to those who can do it.

And what I can do is probably how to protect these people who can protect the common people.

In the words of ordinary people, she actually has a little bit of being worthy of the status of a cultivator.

"I used to fantasize that I would become number one in the world." Meng Guiyi said suddenly.

It's just that she never thought of paying for the world.

Yu He beside him didn't expect that Meng Guiwen would suddenly say this to him?

"What about now?" Yu He asked her.

"Probably living well." Meng Guiwen was a little uncertain.

If you say this, you will probably be laughed at by others.

How can a person not even live well?

But no one knew that her wish was to die well.

"It's a great ideal." Yu He's tone was gentle and flattering.

Meng Guiwen tilted his head to look at Yuhe, not knowing why he said this was a great ideal.

But she accepted Yu He's words.

Being able to live well is indeed a great ideal.