Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

Meng Xing used all his strength to accelerate.

The air was broken and the space was distorted.

He didn't even know what he was talking about.

Ye Yunyun looked at her husband tenderly. She didn't expect that it was the first time she was held by her husband. Even at this time, it felt good.

Long live the emperor stepped forward, and a figure blocked his way.

Li Yao flipped a coin in his hand and said calmly:

"This road is blocked."

Long live the emperor sneered:

"By you?"

The administrators stood silently behind Li Yao.

Li Yao glanced at Meng Xing who was walking away and said calmly:

“This is not his world alone.”

. . . . . .

Bureau of Safety, Director's Office.

Taoist Zhang touched the soul tablet in front of the altar with trembling hands.

Shattered one after another.

Whale bird.

Little White Dragon's.

Of each senior administrator.

Li Yao's.

Finally, the moment Zhang Xiaoyi’s soul tablet was broken, Zhang Laodao was shaking violently all over.

In a trance, he saw a young Taoist priest wearing a green Taoist robe, cloth shoes and looking lazy appear in the office.

The young Taoist scratched his head and bowed deeply to Zhang Laodao:

"Master, I'm not very skilled in martial arts. Hahaha. If I had half of your spiritual skills, I could hold on for a while longer."

Taoist Zhang reached out his hand to touch, but felt nothing, and tears streamed down his face.

. . . . . . . .

"Thank you, sir."

Meng Xing said nothing, holding Ye Yunyun quickly, jumping in the air while holding Ye Yunyun.

Ye Yunyun tightly grasped Meng Xing's collar:

"I'm sorry sir, I was standing next to Guo Lei, but I couldn't save him."

Meng Xing trembled violently, ignored Ye Yunyun, and accelerated madly.

In his eye sockets, the white flames quickly disappeared in the strong wind like tears.

In a trance, he returned to high school.

The little fat boy chased after him and called him big brother.

He still remembered the distressed look in the little fat boy's eyes when he just awakened his S-level talent.

He thought of many people.

I think of Su Manman's hard struggle in the old city, working four jobs for a few dozen dollars and being bullied by gangsters.

I remembered what Li Yang said, "Happy New Year" while sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

He thought of Wang Xu, who refused to be promoted to senior hunter for the sake of a few students.

There is also Wang Yang, the first hunter of the Hunter Guild.

Du Yangming, the kind-hearted doctor, is getting married soon, right?

Is the bride-to-be waiting for him to return?

He has met many people over the years.

These people are either selfish, fearless, cruel, or unruly.

Those people in his Hunter Guild were obviously pitiful people who were trying desperately to survive in the troubled times.

In the end, he still died.

Meng Xing always thought that these people were NPCs, but when they died, his heart somehow hurt so much.

If he could do it again, he would never steal Huang Jie's fruit tree, and he would never create a hunter's guild.

He would honestly accept his fate and become an ordinary farmer.

Build a greenhouse, and when it gets bigger in the future, maybe I can let Su Manman be a cashier, Huang Jie be a security guard, and Ye Yunyun be a manager.

Meng Xing shook his head and drove away the unrealistic thoughts.

If it happens again, he doesn't want to meet these people.

Landing in a forest, Meng Xing placed Ye Yunyun beside the forest and murmured:

"Just wait for me, I will definitely find a way."

Ye Yunyun lay obediently against a tree:

"Sir, can you call me Yun Yun?"

Meng Xing didn't hear clearly what Ye Yunyun said, and turned around and rushed towards Changbai Mountain.

Just as he reached mid-air, Meng Xing's body stopped and he looked at the ground in disbelief.

Ye Yunyun was lying in the woods, with a satisfied smile on her pretty face, but she had also lost her voice.

Blood continued to flow from her lower back, and the corrosive force had already invaded her internal organs.

"No, don't do this, don't do this."

Meng Xing returned to the forest and trembled as he tried to grab Ye Yunyun:

“You, you...don’t...”

The mask of the Weeping Ghost King fell from Meng Xing's face, and white flames dripped onto the ground like tears, causing a sea of ​​fire.

Meng Xing opened his eyes wide, his vision completely blurred by tears and he could not see anything clearly.

"you you....."

Meng Xing lost his voice, his eyes filled with fear.

This was the first time he felt afraid since coming into this world.

Meng Xing climbed up tremblingly and placed the mask of the Weeping Ghost King in Ye Yunyun's arms.

Looking at the motionless woman, Meng Xing fell to the ground again. He couldn't believe it and tried to shake Ye Yunyun again:

"You, don't die!!"

Meng Xing looked at Changbai Mountain, his numb eyes gradually turned into resentment:

"Long live our emperor, long live our emperor..."

. . . . . . .

There are corpses everywhere on Changbai Mountain, and no one knows where the Long Live the Emperor has gone.

"Long live the emperor! Come out! Fight me!"

Meng Xing roared like crazy.

He looked around blankly, but saw nothing but corpses.

Meng Xing had lost his spirituality and was unable to locate the direction of "Long Live the Emperor". At this moment, he felt as if he had punched cotton, with endless anger and hatred unable to vent.

One hunter raised his hand tremblingly.

When Meng Xing saw that there were still people alive, he ran over immediately.

Her name is Zhang Qian. The mask on her face was broken and there was a hideous bloody hole on her chest.

Zhang Qian pointed in a direction:

“It...it went to Baishan City.

It...it said it had the same smell as you."

Meng Xing suddenly thought of Bai Mo.

Bai Mo also ate the devil fruit!

Zhang Qian suddenly grabbed Meng Xing's hand, her eyes white and unfocused:

"President... my... my master's death... was it your plan?"

After saying this, Zhang Qian tilted her head with her eyes still open.

Meng Xing silently covered Zhang Qian's eyes and quickly headed towards Baishan City.

. . . . . . .

When Meng Xing arrived at the Guo family villa, he was hit by a strong smell of blood.

Walking into the main hall, he saw the Emperor gnawing on the thigh of a maid.

In the corner, Bai Mo was holding little Guo Yi and trembling like a sieve, looking at "Long Live the Emperor" in horror.

When Meng Xing arrived, Bai Mo regained his composure, lifted the child up slightly, and begged Meng Xing to save the child.

Meng Xing looked at Guo Yi in Bai Mo's arms expressionlessly.

The child saw Meng Xing and cried for Meng Xing to hug him.

For Meng Xing at this moment, this was a decisive blow.

Meng Xing was filled with hatred and anger, which turned into:

"Don't kill them."

Long Live the Emperor wiped the blood from his mouth, grinned, and revealed his bloody fangs:

"Give me the souls of the Phoenix, and I will not kill them."

When Meng Xing saw Bai Mo and Xiao Guo Yi, his rage disappeared without a trace, and he felt as if all his muscles and bones had been drained away.

My brother is dead. Can’t I protect his woman and children?

Long live the emperor,

"I swear on my honor that you give me the soul of the Phoenix. I will never touch anyone who smells the same as you."

The smell is the same, it's a devil fruit.

Meng Xing nodded.

He agreed.