The devil attacks me every day

This dead pig's attitude of not being afraid of boiling water obviously angered everyone in the Zhuang family.

The disciple who was the first to slander Meng Shu put on a posture of being furious and about to rush up to beat Meng Qi'an every second, and shouted angrily with his hips on his hips: "Meng Zhao! You

Don't talk about it here, kill for your life, if you kill Mr. Beichuan today, you don't want to get out alive today!Come on, let's kill him for North

Mr. Chuan is dead! "

Everyone was already aroused, and seeing Meng Qi'an ignore what they said, they were even more angry.

"That's right! It's only right to kill people with their lives, and the certification materials are all there, so what are you waiting for?"

"kill him!"

"Meng Zhao, let me tell you, you don't even think about getting out alive today!"

"Who do you not want to let out alive?" A deep male voice came from outside the door, and then a pair of white boots stepped in.

The hem of the snow-white clothes and the dark blue cloak drew an arc in the air, and he walked step by step into the brightly lit, but dark as an abyss lobby, approaching

Surrounded by the crowd, a lonely young man.

"Why did the eldest son come back?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"...The one who came back to pick up the Second Young Master to Wan Ting seemed to be traveling with the man surnamed Meng."

"So what about traveling together?...It's just a stranger, the eldest son won't take care of Meng Zhao's affairs, right?"

Some people dismissed this, "Cut, how is it possible. Even if Zhuang Beichuan doesn't deal with him, Zhuang Nanhai, they are all from the dealer.

Can you still help an outsider? "

"...Maybe then, Zhuang Beichuan... is too arrogant."

"What are you talking about? How many benefits have you received from Mr. Beichuan, and you forgot all of them when you turned around?!"

"..."

Meng Qi'an turned his head in disbelief, looked at Zhuang Qing's face, and seemed to be asking him what his intentions were.

Zhuang Qing's expression was always soft, even when he looked at Meng Qi'an.He doesn't seem to be facing a 'murderer' who killed the Zhuang clan

, but just an ordinary teenager.

Zhuang Nanhai looked at the face that was exactly like his own, and seemed to read a trace of unusual stubbornness from his expression.

Even though the dream was long gone, Zhuang Nanhai still hoped that someone would help Meng Qi'an.How many times did he want to find out Huai Xianjun in his dream?

Falling in front of everyone, in the end there was only one young man, who escaped the assassination of Huai Xianjun and was regarded as a murderer, facing the slander and hostility of the whole family

.

"Mr. Meng is a friend of Nanmu. He was invited to Taoxi Village in Qiongshan, where there are 'common zombies'. There are indeed several buried corpses on display on Qiongshan Mass Burial Mound.

Hidden for a long time, but just died, another person at the foot of the mountain controlled the zombie with a Xun.All kinds of visions are unusual, so the matter of Zhuang Beichuan needs careful attention.

Make a decision after careful inspection. "

He glanced at the clansman who had been inciting everyone to slander Meng Qi'an, and then looked away expressionlessly, "If you don't care about it, deal with Meng Gong first."

Son, without telling the truth, the people sent by Bai Lufei are probably already on their way. "

Meng Qi'an was even more puzzled.Zhuang Qing is not related to him, why should he speak for him?

Even Meng Qi'an was deeply puzzled, and the group of Zhuang's clansmen who clamored to execute Meng Qi'an on the spot were even more puzzled, as if a pot exploded immediately.

"The eldest son has not been in the clan for a long time, so it is normal to have doubts about it."

"What is the role of the eldest son helping Meng Zhao now? A member of the Zhuang clan, or a disciple of the Wan Ting Sect?"

"I've only heard of witches, but I didn't know that even men can deceive people. Meng Zhao and the eldest son have been walking together for only two days, and they have already made the eldest son do it for him."

It speaks, powerful, powerful! "

"Are you saying that because you forgot who his sister and mother are?"

"Hahaha, that's normal."

The navy blue clothes set off the paleness of the young man's face.He clenched his back molars tightly, and the sword light flickered in his eyes.

"Then let's fight."

The sword in the young man's hand shone coldly, buzzing about to move.

He has been engraved as a murderer today, if Zhuang Qing can't change the situation even if he speaks for him, then let's fight!fight can kill one

The way to survive, stay here, and wait until the people of the Meng family come.But he has never been needed by the Meng family. If he dies, it will poke Meng's back.

It's gone, Meng Shi wished that he would die sooner!

"He wants to escape!" Someone shouted, looking at the spirit sword in the young man's hand in panic.

Countless magic weapons and swords attacked Meng Qi'an, but before they touched Meng Qi'an's body, they were blocked by a layer of water film formed in front of him, stiffly

Sheng retreated a few feet.

Meng Qi'an's body leaned back in an extremely soft posture to avoid layers of attacks.

Soar.

The crowd came again, and the spirit sword in Meng Qi'an's hand turned into several phantoms to protect him airtightly, and several flying swords surrounded him with cold light

, the crowd receded again.

A century-old Taoist, a thousand-year Taoist.The Zhuang family also produced a natural born supreme Zhuang Qing, and everyone in the hall couldn't take down this man with many cards.

A boy with unique skills.Recalling that although Zhuang Beichuan had good talent, he could still succeed in forming an alchemy, and the possibility of dying at the hands of Meng Qi'an increased a bit.

Zhuang Qing couldn't do anything to the clansmen, but he couldn't do anything to stop Meng Qi'an either.He looked at the young man who was getting closer, the navy blue clothes and the flying

The hair band was gradually stained with blood, one piece was red and the other was blue, and the meticulously combed ponytail was slightly scattered, mixed with blood and sticking to the boy's fair face.

Zhuang Qing remembered the first time he saw Meng Qi'an.

In the flickering candlelight, the young man stood in the pool of blood of corpses, quiet but eye-catching, low-key but proud.He wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve

His eyes were not as innocent as those at that age, but with unfathomable sternness, as if he was used to such scenes.

The boy quickly flew to his side.Zhuang Qing didn't know what he was thinking, so he formed a wall of fire to block the young man, and the next moment he

Holding the young man's wrist, a wave of spiritual power overflowed, directly sending the young man out of the hall full of swords and swords.

The crowd in the hall was surging, weapons clashing and clanging were mixed with human voices, and the voices suddenly rose up, scaring the three young men who were hiding outside the house with crazy eyelids.

Jump.

Shu Liuming almost stretched his head a few meters, stared wide-eyed at the lively hall, and kept pounding Zhuang Nanmu with his elbow, "Hey, hey

Hey, Nanmu Nanmu, why is your brother so hard? "

Zhuang Nanmu was cowardly and worried about Meng Qi's safety, so he said anxiously: "It's a miracle that my brother can agree to help us go... When will he

Mind other people's business! ...What the hell is going on, why are there fights? "

"Oh, I really want to help!"

Yuan Songshu stood aside, looked at his friend who was about to move, and poured a basin of cold water, "You have not yet achieved the golden core, are you going to save people, or drag them down?"

leg. "

"..." Shu Liuming couldn't refute, but held Zhuang Nanmu's hand solemnly, "Nanmu, you are from the Zhuang family, so don't be afraid.

Rush up and bring him out with your brother——Although Zhuang Beichuan is indeed in debt, Mr. Meng must not be a random murderer, right?

Resisting life is not such a method, is it? "

"..." Now it was Zhuang Nanmu's turn to be speechless.

"Let me tell you the truth." Zhuang Nanmu sighed, "I really have no status in the dealer..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Meng Qi'an flying out from inside.He hurriedly adjusted his posture and stood on top of the spirit sword, and the next moment he soared into the sky, not long after,

Disappeared without a trace.

"Zhuang Qing!!"

"Patriarch! Eldest son, he—"

"My lord, are you crazy?! You actually put the family members' death in order to help a man with a different surname! Meng Zhao committed such atrocities, why did you help him?"

? ! "

"..."

Zhuang Nanmu heard several roars, which made him tremble several times in fright.

What happened? !

Shu Liuming also leaned over his head and pricked up his ears together with him.

Then he heard his brother's deep voice, which was not in a hurry, but with a threat he had never heard before: "Patriarch, I want to protect you in the name of my Zhuang Qing."

It's more than enough for the next person to come. "

·

After Meng Qi'an experienced running away, hiding, inquiring, and confirming the situation, he was finally no longer a frightened bird.

Bailufei's Meng family has already arrived, but the protagonist has escaped.Naturally, he doesn't care how others comment on him, he just analyzes it carefully

Finally, I want to find someone who can definitely help him.

Without much thought, the first person that came to Meng Qi'an's mind was Zhuang Qing.

Although I don't know why this person wants to help me, my sister once told him that when I am in trouble, it is better to ask for help from someone who has helped me than to help myself.

It is reliable to ask for help from those who have helped.

If so, since Zhuang Qing helped him once, it is very likely that he will help him a second time.

After waiting for several nights when the security outside the bamboo was heavily guarded, Meng Qi'an finally took the opportunity to sneak into Zhuang Qing's residence.

He secretly climbed over the wall and lifted the tiles, becoming a "gentleman on the beam".

The air is filled with slightly warm water vapor.There is also a strong smell of herbs in the water vapor, which comes from behind the landscape screen.Meng Qi

Ann sniffled, feeling that the smell was very pleasant.

He tilted his head slightly, looking behind the screen.

In the steaming water vapor, a white figure looms.The man's jet-black wet hair hung behind him, and the ends of it were soaked in the dark green water.Shun

Drops of water slid down the hair, slid over the broad shoulders, and fell on the water above the waist along the straight back.

Tick, tick.

Drops of water slid over his body and merged into the dark green potion, the sound of the water was particularly crisp in the silent night.

Meng Qi'an didn't realize it for a while, but when he recognized this person's back, his heart beat like thunder for some reason.

It's Zhuang Qing.

Gudong.

He couldn't help swallowing.

Zhuang Qing suddenly turned his head sideways, his eyes as deep as ink were filled with coldness, and Meng Qi'an instinctively tensed up, as if he had seen it in Zhuang Qing's eyes.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.

The next moment, Zhuang Qing's killing intent dissipated, and the steaming heat softened his knife-like indifferent profile.

His voice was still unhurried and steady, and he said, "Since you're here, come down."

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Nanhai: ...Meng Qi'an actually looked at another man's naked body.

Meng Qian: Others?

Zhuang Nanhai: ... I don't care if I have small emotions, only flesh compensation is enough!