Meng Mei's expression suddenly moved and she wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by her companions around her. "Calm down!" Bai Ling'er looked at Meng Mei with a surprised expression and said hurriedly. Then Meng Mei calmed down and said lightly: "I'm sorry..." Her voice was very light, as if she seemed extremely weak under the rapid wind.
"Don't worry, they are not a life-and-death battle, they are just ordinary exchanges. We are just audiences..." Bai Ling'er gently stroked Meng Mei's back, which gradually eased Meng Mei's nervous and worried mood.
However, the people next to them did not have such a good heart. Looking at Meng Mei, who is also one of the Ten Saints Sons, was fascinated by Meng Hui Qin. Therefore, they naturally had no good feelings for Meng Hui Qin, which was rumored to be against the heavenly talented Meng Hui Qin, so they saw Leng Xiaoran's sudden exchange this time was to attack this man in black who seemed to be pretending to be limited.
But this was not the case in the air. The Phantom Spirit Sword just brushed Meng Hui Qin's waist and ribs, just a wound. Dreaming back to Qin Natural was like nothing, flashing his body, and instantly dreaming back to Qin to avoid it, nearly a thousand meters away from Leng Xiaoran.
"Why don't you take full advantage of your strength? With your strength, I can't hurt you." Leng Xiaoran's indifferent voice.[
"Why do you have to do your best if you are not fighting life and death? You and I are not enemies, why do you need to do this?" Meng Huiqin said with a smile, wiped away the red bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: "It is indeed the most amazing Shui Saint Son in thousands of years. It is just a few scratches. He pours spiritual power into his body through this place to hurt my internal organs..." Meng Huiqin narrowed his eyes at this time, then his eyes lit up. Looking at Leng Xiaoran, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, very frivolous.
Dreaming back, Qin casually covered up all the lights around him, making it impossible for people outside to see what was happening inside...
"What is he going to do?" The golden spear was puzzled at that time. Judging from everything just now, Leng Xiaoran's strength must be stronger than Meng Huiqin's desire. So Meng Huiqin's doing this would not have much advantage for him. After all, Leng Xiaoran's strength is very strong, and no one has truly detected Leng Xiaoran's true strength.
Meng Mei looked at the black sky covering the sky with great worry, as if it was a mountain of tai, about to press on Meng Mei's heart. A irresistible oppression made Meng Mei's eyes dark and soft.
"Mengmei..." Before falling to the ground, Mengmei felt as if someone was calling her name, and then she lost consciousness.
In the dark sky, no one knew what the two men did and said. They only knew that when the black sky fell, two figures, one blue and one black, left with no injuries...
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Half a year later, an incident that alarmed the Holy Clan put Meng Hui Qin in a desperate situation. The old people in the clan learned from some information that some secrets from Meng Hui Qin were leaked. Almost half of the elderly decided to kill Meng Hui Qin and photographed the masters in the clan going to kill Meng Hui Qin while traveling.
Later, I heard that Meng Huiqin resisted very hard, injured all the experts sent, and then absconded.
At that time, the Ten Saints were in the training before the training.
Most of the Ten Saints seemed unfamiliar with this name that had not been heard for a long time. However, Leng Xiaoran's face changed, and his gloomy face looked so terrible. Meng Mei also changed her face and trembled all over her eyes and couldn't believe it. Then she saw Leng Xiaoran's expression and hurriedly explained: "I won't do this when I go back to Qin. He can't rebel. There must be any misunderstandings..."
Meng Mei knew that everything was good for the Holy Clan, but the punishment for those who rebel clan was very severe. Now that the old people have decided that Meng Hui Qin is a person of the rebel clan, the clan will chase Meng Hui Qin without any effort.
"I'll go out first, you can continue training. If anyone asks, I'll go to a place to cultivate my mind." Leng Xiaoran said silently, then signaled to Meng Mei with eyes, and then Meng Mei followed Leng Xiaoran out.
"Xiaoran, Hui Qin is not such a person, I believe him." Meng Mei said firmly.
"I know, but I don't know why this happened? I will go to investigate this matter. If he is really a rebel, then I will not show mercy. If he is not, I will try my best to save him." At this time, Leng Xiaoran's expression was very solemn, not as calm and silent as usual.
Meng Mei nodded sadly. The saint who has no strength, even if his identity is noble, is still just a decoration. Meng Mei knew that Leng Xiaoran's right to speak in the clan was not as great as that of being valued, so Meng Mei looked at Leng Xiaoran and then said softly: "Be careful all the way..."
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However, things are not that simple. Leng Xiaoran's wisdom is so magical, but in the face of the anger of the entire holy clan, it is also very small. Someone has long noticed that this Shui Saint Son was by Leng Xiaoran's side with the excuse of protecting the Saint Son, and was always watching Leng Xiaoran.
Half a month passed, Meng Mei still didn't hear Leng Xiaoran's reply, and heard the news that Leng Xiaoran was being monitored, so Meng Mei gradually lost confidence and patience. After several days and nights of confusion and repeated thinking, Meng Mei finally went to find Meng Huiqin as if she had lost her mind.[
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"Where are you? I know you are not a person from the rebel clan. As long as you rely on my identity as a saint, you can definitely get the old people in the clan to remove your crime." A murmuring voice echoed in Meng Mei's heart. The black figure shuttled between the jungle like a ghost.
When those tribe members who were looking for Menghui back to Qin easily avoided like phantoms, Meng Mei's strength was naturally inferior, especially in terms of invisibility. "These are all taught by you. You are better than me, and you should not be caught by these garbage." Meng Mei's heart was very sure in her heart, trying to calm herself up. Sometimes that sentence was a famous saying, a woman in love was stupid. This was in the eyes of others, especially Leng Xiaoran.
In fact, Meng Mei knew everything, but she was persistent and not as fragile as those young ladies in the boudoir who were afraid of life and death. She was impulsive and cowardly, and was a pig's trick. The heroic figure she showed at this time might be dizzy even if Leng Xiaoran was dizzy.
However, at this moment, what was Meng Huiqian doing?
Within ten miles of radius, there were people who wanted to kill him. Meng Huiqin was also a little stunned. When did the Holy Clan be so tough? Why did he kill him? Meng Huiqin was not very clear at this time. At this time, the cold face of the man in black who was in the dark was full of mockery. "The original home suddenly turned into a murder prison..." He shook his head slightly, remembering the words Leng Xiaoran said at that time, and the strong mockery suddenly appeared.
"No matter how powerful and harmonious the family is, it will eventually have a dark side. Or the stronger the power, it will become darker. Maybe the Holy Clan is relatively simple." Meng Hui Qin pinched a tender bud beside him, then smiled and flashed. A figure appeared on Meng Hui Qinyuan. He looked around with a gloomy gaze, and then said softly to the back: "Escape. It is indeed a person who gathers the best bloodlines of the two major families. With our secret help, we have not yet grasped Meng Hui Qin. This disaster is the one that deserves to be killed." A murderous intent is like a sharp flying knife, instantly cutting the lush green buds around him into pieces.
"Hmph." He snorted coldly, and then the figure left.
After a while, Meng Hui Qin's black figure slowly appeared from the shadow, looked around in horror, and curled his lips.
"Who are they?" Meng Hui Qin knew people very well, so he eliminated the people from the Holy Clan for a hundred years at the first time. "It seems that there are also detailed works within the Holy Clan." Meng Hui Qin looked at the meter of sunshine above his head in silence, "Ah" sighed, and then slowly left.
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At night, moonlit night marks, a figure stands on an isolated mountain, silently looking at the lonely moon in the sky, with a lonely back, but I don’t know how arrogant and unruly this behavior is.
For some reason, Meng Hui Qin felt a little sad, thinking: "Being hunted by the most powerful family in this world, the so-called world has no place for me, so where can I go? The Qin family had been destroyed a few years ago, and I was already alone. If I hadn't had her in my heart, what's the point of my existence in this world?" The smiling face was filled with despair.
"I hope I can see you again before I die..." The reluctance in my heart was like drinking poison to quench thirst.
Several figures suddenly appeared around Meng Qin's body. He looked at the god-like boy with caution and said coldly: "Since you are seeking death, then hand over your head." The responses echoed in the lonely night, but seemed extremely ironic.
"When will the Tiandi Qiankun family have you living treasures?" Menghui Qin said to these guys with a smile. However, this joke made the killers around him tremble in the hearts of the killers, "Hmph, what Tiandi Qiankun..." The leader seemed to be hiding in panic. For this reason, Menghui Qin said, "I have to hide it from me, a dead person. It seems that your family is asking for so much..." Menghui Qin felt a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he blasted and hit the fragility in the hearts of those people around him step by step.
While the killers were stunned in their spirits, Meng Hui Qin launched an attack, like a shadow and a figure, appearing even stronger under the moonlight. His strange footsteps stepped in the hearts of everyone, as if they were walking into the lost embrace. The killers' hearts were sinking at this time, knowing that the opponent's attack was in power. If they could not pull back the disadvantages, then the eight of them would not leave the opponent.
"Fight for life with death," the leader roared.
The eyes are like swords, the sword light is like the moon, the moonlight is like blood, and the blood light is like shadow...