A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

"It's the Sword Heart Sect."

In the eerie silence of the two, Meng Xianjue spoke first.

Cheng Weiwan happened to use a burnt dagger to pry out a stone that had been embedded in Meng Xianjue's flesh at this time, and the blood and mud flowed out together in an instant, leaving a bloody pit, and Cheng Weiwan fell down. Take a breath.

Just looking at it made him feel pain, but Meng Xianjue didn't say a word, and even managed to analyze who the enemy was for him with a clear head.

Behind Meng Xianjue, Cheng Weiwan's movements paused slightly, his gaze complicated.

"...The uniforms of Jianxinzong's disciples are different from those of other Tianlu sects. When they fell down just now, it was very easy to distinguish..." Meng Xianjue paused a bit when he spoke, as if he was in pain and was enduring That severe pain.

"Why are they attacking us?"

Meng Xianjue tilted his head, and the tenderness in his eyes was incomparable, and there was even a warm spring in them—in the scene of artillery fire and flames raging.

"It's not attacking us, it's probably just attacking me."

Cheng Weiwan was startled.

With a slip of the hand, the knife prying the small stone accidentally cut his hand, and the bright red and faintly golden blood flowed out, dripping onto Meng Xianjue's back, which just happened to heal a small piece of the hideous wound.

Sensing something was wrong, Meng Xianjue turned around and saw the small cut on Cheng Weiwan's finger at a glance.

He gently grabbed Cheng Weiwan's hand and put the injured finger in his mouth, with reproach in his eyes.

It means that Cheng Weiwan was too careless.

It only took a moment for Cheng Weiwan to feel the warm touch on his fingers, as if there was a ball of fire that instantly burned from the soles of his feet all the way up, burning through his skull.

He stammered: "Why, why did the Sword Heart Sect attack you? It was because of the incident of the Yuren Clan, the death of Venerable Kaiyuan, or...or because, as the four major sects, none of the Sword Heart Sect can attack you." There is resentment in your heart when you join the ranks of the Three Saints?"

With a smile in his eyes, Meng Xianjue looked at Cheng Weiwan's embarrassed look, took out Cheng Weiwan's fingers, wiped them gently, and fixed his eyes on the small pink-white hole, saying: "Maybe there are, But the main reason is obvious, I am a ghost cultivator."

Cheng Weiwan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Hey, are you two alright? I'm about to lose my hold!"

Cheng Weiwan snapped back to his senses, immediately withdrew his hand, hid behind him, glanced at Ling Siyao, and found that the situation over there was indeed critical, and Ling Siyao had no strength left, but he was very brave and clever , the artillery fire became more and more fierce, and a strict human body tracing behavior was carried out on Ling Siyao.

Ling Siyao's hair was about to be burnt, he raised his head tremblingly, and condemned Cheng Weiwan with a ferocious expression.

Cheng Weiwan was straightforward, but luckily Meng Xianjue's wound had already been healed, so he bandaged Meng Xianjue, squeezed out the remaining spiritual power on his body, and sent a protective barrier to Ling Siyao from afar.

In an instant, he turned to Meng Xianjue and asked, "Can you get up?"

Meng Xianjue, who was just about to stand up by himself, calmly relieved the strength from his legs, pretending that he had tried several times but failed. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Weiwan helplessly.

Cheng Weiwan instantly thought of the little dog that got wet in the rainy night and hid alone in the corner.

In Cheng Weiwan's memory, Meng Xianjue was like an iron man, without pain or injury.But now... it's probably because Meng Xianjue's spiritual power is empty, and he is enduring the torture of ghost energy, and it is difficult to even stand up.

He couldn't believe it when he saw those beautiful eyes...

Cheng Weiyu couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth, and stretched out a hand to him: "Get up."

Meng Xianjue was slightly taken aback.

Slowly lowered his head again.

It seems to be unwilling.

It was this fragile appearance that hit Cheng Weiwan's fluffy and soft heart hard.

Without further ado, he seemed to have completely forgotten how Meng Xianjuechu stood up tenaciously just now when he was injured.

And Meng Xianjue grabbed Cheng Weiwan's hand, stood up with difficulty, and said, "Thank you."

On the other side, Wu Zhong hid in the Mingyue Building on the Sea to heal his injuries, but he kept an eye on everything that happened outside through the jade plaque. It was a little strange to see his master fell to the ground after only suffering such a small injury.

He has seen what his patriarch looked like when he became ruthless. He was really able to fight the enemy to the point where there was nothing left but a life. All flowed out from that hole, and Meng Xianjue was able to pick up those messy things, stuff them back, hold the pen, and continue fighting.

But now this look... is really rare.

Cheng Weiwan, Meng Xianjue, and Ling Siyao ran for a while, but found that they hadn't escaped from the range of the artillery fire. What's more frightening was that the three of them were exhausted and unable to escape.

Panting heavily, Cheng Weiwan pulled Ling Siyao and Meng Xianjue behind a rock, watched the trajectory of those spiritual missiles vigilantly, and said, "They seem to be tracking us purposefully."

Ling Siyao also had a feeling for a long time ago: "I just wanted to say that these missiles can accurately find where I am, and once I stop moving, they will rush to your side. It seems that the first choice is to really destroy you. ..."

Meng Xianjue suddenly interjected: "It's not us, it's me.

"If that's the case, I suggest you," Meng Xianjue paused just right, "put me here, and you won't have any trouble."

Cheng Weiwan directly ignored Meng Xianjue's words, and said to Ling Siyao, "What's the situation outside Tianlu now?"

Ling Siyao understood.

He knew that Cheng Weiwan was asking how this part of the original plot developed.

He sneaked into the system space to investigate in a very short period of time and collected some information. After reading it quickly, his face gradually became serious.

Cheng Weiwan's heart stopped for an instant: "What's going on?"

"Wanwan, Tianmen offered a huge reward to Meng Xianjue."

Cheng Weiwan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his Adam's apple trembled.

"To die, or to live?"

Ling Siyao was silent for a long time about the information he had, and finally said: "If Meng Xianjue is extremely uncooperative, he can kill him on the spot and bring him back to Tianmen. The bounty is not low."

Cheng Weiwan's heart was very cold.

Although there is not much in the original book about Meng Xianjue's feelings for Tianmen, but in the early days, those outer disciples respected Meng Xianjue, and Meng Xianjue was patient and meticulous in guiding them, otherwise his prestige would not have been so high.Even when Meng Xianjue was besieged by the righteous people and trapped on the cliff of unrequited love, he was covered in wounds in the battle of trapped beasts, and he could hardly find a piece of intact flesh. He never showed any attack on Xuanwei. sex……

"Who released this news?"

Ling Siyao glanced at Meng Xianjue secretly, and suddenly felt from the bottom of her heart that this child Meng Xianjue was really pitiful.

Cheng Weiwan naturally knew what Ling Siyao meant, so he quietly moved away from Meng Xianjue to avoid being overheard by Meng Xianjue.

But Meng Xianjue discovered the intentions of the two of them, and whispered: "This person can only be Chong Yue, the head of Tianmen, or my master, Master Xuanwei."

Ling Siyao and Cheng Weiwan looked at each other, and did not speak for a long time.

Meng Xianjue didn't care: "One wants to take back the title of 'Mistlock Hengjiang', and the other, without him, just can't tolerate me."

Wu Zhong in the Moon Building on the Sea: "..."

To be honest, he has been with his Patriarch for so long, and he has never seen his Patriarch speak in such a weak tone... It's really not right.

But Ling Siyao and Cheng Weiwan certainly didn't know what Wu Zhong was thinking at this time. They had read the original book, and now they were standing in front of Meng Xianjue, subconsciously bringing Meng Xianjue into a place where he had been betrayed. Fragmented, a pitiful little image of being completely disappointed in the sect and the master.

At this moment, Ling Siyao felt sorry for Meng Xianjue from the bottom of her heart.

Without further ado, he bought three Yirong Pills from the system space with arrogance, and distributed one pill to each person.

But at this moment, Cheng Weiwan realized Ling Siyao's good intentions.

Since those spiritual missiles have the function of tracking, they can solve this problem from the root and directly change their identities.

It is impossible to deceive those spiritual missiles by simple blindfolding methods. The tracking ability of those spiritual missiles is actually due to the fact that the spiritual energy produced in each person's spiritual palace is unique, which is equivalent to an innate mark.

And Yi Rong Dan can not only change the appearance of a person, but also cover up the imprint of a person's spiritual mansion, making these spiritual missiles lose the target of tracking.

Cheng Weiwan swallowed Yi Rongdan without hesitation, and Meng Xianjue followed Cheng Weiwan and put it into his mouth, while Ling Siyao who had just poured Yi Rongdan out of the small porcelain bottle was dumbfounded.

This is too fast.

But Ling Siyao quickly swallowed Yi Rong Dan.

In the nick of time, several spiritual energy missiles that were about to explode in front of them suddenly lost their direction and stopped in mid-air.

All three of them hid behind the rocks, their heartbeats gradually accelerated, and they all held their breath and dared not speak out.

They stalemate for a long time, so long that the world seems to have changed direction.

Those spiritual energy missiles landed suddenly and exploded on the ground.

Cheng Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground in an instant.

Anyway, he saved his life.

But he quickly regained consciousness, turned his head to look at Meng Xianjue: "How about it, are you going back to Tianmen next?"

Cheng Weiwan believes that Meng Xianjue understands in his heart that if he continues to return to Tianmen, then what awaits him is a dead end, but if he changes his course, hides his name, or returns to the ghost sect, and spends his life fighting and killing, he will not die tragically And finally.

As for the development of the plot, anyway, they also found Xuanwei, and it would not be too difficult to dig out the trace of the next reborn person from Xuanwei's mouth.

Meng Xianjue's expression was firm: "Return."

If he doesn't return, how can he completely crush Zhang Chengcan under his feet?If he didn't return, how could he justifiably abandon his teacher's sect?If he doesn't reply, how can he let Quan Tianlu know about the existence of Ghost Sect?

Everyone in Tianmen is waiting for him to go back, waiting for him to die, so why not, he is waiting for the day when he returns to Tianmen, to have a settlement with those people.

But for a moment, he noticed the slight worry in Cheng Weiwan's eyes.

It was a distorted feeling of flying quickly from the dirty ground to the clouds, and the pure rain fell from the clouds, briefly washing away the mud on his body.

Meng Xianjue's heartbeat gradually accelerated. Does this prove that Cheng Weiwan has room for him in his heart?

There was some brilliant light in his eyes.

Cheng Weiwan suddenly closed his eyes and kept silent.

It's too ostentatious to go on the way through the spirit boat. If they attract another wave of this kind of attack, they may not be able to sustain it.

So they decided to travel by horse-drawn carriage like ordinary people. Anyway, this place is not far from Tianmen. If they used ordinary people's way, they would arrive in four days at most.

As for tonight, it is right to find a place to stay while it is still bright.

Together, they set their sights on the small village not far away.