He had just rescued him from Aoshuang, but Zhou Meng did not return to the palace. He had to go to another place first. Isn't he afraid that Aoshuang would appear again?
Yuntong was a little puzzled, but he still nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you to avoid Aoshuang showing up again. That guy is very dangerous. I've had sex with him several times before, so be careful."
Zhou Meng nodded: "Thank you, senior brother. By the way, I have something to give you. I originally said I would give it to you when I returned to the palace, but something like this happened on the way." As he spoke, Zhou Meng said:
Lieutenant General Xu Zijie took out the resurrection pill. This round pill still exuded vitality.
Yuntong's eyes were so vicious. When he saw the Resurrection Pill, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but have a trace of shock in his eyes: "This pill contains rich vitality, which makes my heart beat. It is the best pill."
Medicine."
"Yes, this elixir can make the body of a powerful soul grow into white bones. Even if the body is destroyed, it can reshape the body in an instant. I struggled a lot at the beginning, and there was a low-grade Taoist item for me to choose from.
But I think the Taoist weapon will definitely not be as helpful to you as this thing, so I chose it." Zhou Meng said with a smile, and then handed it to Yuntong's hand.
Yuntong received the resurrection pill and was deeply moved. He took a deep breath and said, "Yes, low-grade Taoist weapons are enough to make my heart flutter, but they are far inferior to this pill. I now have a peak treasured weapon, which is the same as Taoist weapons."
The weapon is only a few points apart, but this elixir is a second life, Zhou Meng, thank you!"
As he spoke, Yuntong was about to bend down to salute, but was stopped by Zhou Meng: "Brother, you have saved me several times and given me great opportunities. What are you going to do? Aren't we two brothers!
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"Yes, brother, yes brother!" Yuntong nodded and put the resurrection pill into his arms. He knew that this pill must be hard-won, and the gratitude to Zhou Meng in his heart became deeper and deeper.
, it was he who blocked the terrifying blow of the sky-swallowing python for him and saved his life, and now he gave him such a precious elixir. This friendship went deep into the sea.
Whoosh, two figures soared into the sky with a golden light, and disappeared into the mountains in the blink of an eye. They looked extremely small under the billowing night.[
In a prosperous city, when the sun rises in the east, many people have begun to emerge on the deserted streets, and the stalls and vendors have begun to shout, making it very lively.
And in the east of the city, a gorgeous manor is located here. On the vermilion gate, there are three gold-plated words written on the black plaque: Murong Mansion.
Zhou Meng stood in front of the door with a lot of emotions in his heart. The first time he went down the mountain to experience, it was here that he experienced the most important opportunity. It was very important for him to seize the blood marrow of the blue dragon and achieve the realm of blood exchange.
It was also here that I developed a relationship. I chatted with a lovely girl until dawn under the stars, and developed a secret love. Zhou Meng finally understood what love was, and opened up the ignorant emotional world in his heart.
And it was here that the person he had just determined to cherish the most was completely lost, causing Zhou Meng to almost sink into deep self-blame. In the drizzle, he left sadly, leaving behind an indescribable
Words of regret.
"Zhou Meng, what is this?" Yuntong's forehead wrinkled slightly. He just released his spiritual consciousness and did some detection. He only found a spiritual master who had opened five complete meridians. Could it be that Zhou Meng and that strong man
Have a grudge? But the look on his expression seems to be that of memories, not anger.
Zhou Meng smiled bitterly: "Brother, this is the place where my dream was shattered." After speaking, Zhou Meng sighed deeply. Yuntong next to him looked like he understood. He was thinking so quickly that he thought of a few years ago.
When Zhou Meng went down the mountain for the first time, he came back dejected.
"Let's go." Zhou Meng stepped towards Murong's mansion, followed closely by Tian Mie Tian Golden Lion and Yuntong. The two of them and one lion were waiting for the servants to report. In just a few minutes, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked out.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm waiting for you in the hall." The man said softly, but he looked at Zhou Meng carefully, as if he wanted to see something.
In the gorgeous hall, Murong Yu was sitting on the front seat. When he saw Zhou Meng and the two of them, his forehead locked slightly. He felt that the young man next to Zhou Meng had an unfathomable meaning.
"Zhou Meng pays homage to uncle." Zhou Meng came to Murong Yu and said respectfully. He thanked the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart. Without him, it would have been impossible for him to know the news about the Qinglong Blood Marrow.
Murong Yu nodded with an expression on his face, picked up the jngmei tea cup next to him and took a sip of heat, and then said lightly: "Zhou Meng, who is this person next to you? What! Is this a spiritual beast?!"
Murong Yu, who was still calm and composed at first, suddenly stood up and looked at the Heaven-Destroying Golden Lion next to Zhou Meng in shock. His eyes were full of surprise. He also occasionally knew about the existence of spiritual beasts. He didn't care about it just now, but he just glanced at it.
Then he discovered the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Golden Lion of Destruction, and instantly remembered this rare species.
Zhou Meng nodded: "Well, this is my partner Xiao Jin, and the person next to me is my senior brother in the palace, Yuntong." As he spoke, Zhou Meng introduced him to Murong Yu.
Yuntong smiled politely, but Murong Yu next to him was thinking, why is the name Yuntong so familiar? In two years, it seems that a disciple named Yuntong in Jiutian Taiqing Palace broke through to the soul
In order to invite heroes from all over the world, that incident caused quite a stir.[
"You, you are Yuntong? Yuntong, the true disciple of Jiutian Taiqing Palace?" Murong Yu suddenly raised his head, looking like he couldn't believe it, his eyes widened.
"What? Is there anyone else pretending to be me?" Yuntong said with a chuckle.
Hiss, Murong Yu took a breath of cold air and said quickly: "Butler, take out my precious tea, quickly!" After speaking, Murong Yu quickly and respectfully asked Yuntong to sit down.
A strong man in the soul realm is famous throughout the Eastern Region and has great intimidation power. It is impossible for others to meet him and see his face. Now this legendary strong man is actually
Arriving at his home, Murong Yu was extremely excited even though he had experienced great storms. After all, he was just the leader of a small sect.
Zhou Meng and Yuntong sat down, and the Heaven-Destroying Golden Lion lay at Zhou Meng's feet. He closed his eyes and seemed to be resting. Murong Yu made tea himself and handed it to Yuntong and Zhou Meng, and then did not dare to speak again.
He sat on the chair below Yuntong instead. How dare he sit on the chair with this soul-level giant here.
"Mr. Murong, don't be so formal. We are all our own, just be casual." Yuntong enlightened Murong Yu.
"Yes, you are right." Murong Yu laughed awkwardly.
Zhou Meng took a deep breath, coughed softly, and then said to Murong Yu expectantly: "Uncle, is Yanran at home? I want to see her."
When Murong Yanran was mentioned, Murong Yu's face suddenly darkened, he sighed deeply and shook his head.
"What? Yanran hasn't forgiven me yet?" Zhou Meng's heart suddenly tightened, and it actually ached faintly.
Murong Yu shook his head again: "No, in fact Yanran has forgiven you a long time ago, but now Yanran is no longer here."
"Gone!" Zhou Meng stood up directly, his eyes filled with shock. Gone? What does it mean?
Seeing that Zhou Meng was a little distracted, Yuntong quickly waved his hand: "Let Mr. Murong finish speaking first, don't be impatient."
"Look at what I said. Yanran's absence means that she is not here now." Murong Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Zhou Meng took a deep breath at this time, and his heart gradually calmed down, and then asked anxiously: "Where did she go?"
"I don't know." Murong Yu answered very simply.
At this moment, the middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked into the hall, holding a pink brocade bag, placed it beside Zhou Meng, and then retreated.
"This is what Yanran left for you." Murong Yu said.
Zhou Meng directly opened the kit, and there was a piece of paper inside. After unfolding it, there were several delicate handwritings on it.
Brother Zhou Meng, wait for me, please stay here.
The handwriting is delicate, and also reveals a slight fragrance and a touch of emotion.