"Master, don't listen to Xiao Qi! She is a liar!" Jueming wanted to change his name to Despair at this moment.
Meng Xueruo looked at Jueming with sly eyes.
After a while, Wuchenzi's voice came from the sound transmission bead: "Jueming, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss you very much!"
Jueming said: "Master... ...Master, I miss you too."
Suddenly, the air behind Jueming tore open, a hand stretched out from the void, and slapped Jueming on the head, causing Jueming to stagger.
"Nie Zhan! Good luck taking care of Xiao Qi. When you come to Jiluo Wasteland, I will have a good talk with you as my master!"
"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi." In the voice transmission beads, Helian called Meng Xueruo poetically.
Meng Xueruo said happily: "Fifth Senior Sister! Are you okay?"
"Well, we will be able to meet soon."
"What do you mean? Are you coming back?" Meng Xuelao was pleasantly surprised.
...
The sound stopped, and it looked like there was a fight going on.
Meng Xueruo looked at the desperate Jueming and asked, "Third senior brother, master and the others are coming back? Senior sister, what did you mean just now?"
Jue Mingyou looked at Meng Xueruo with resentment and said, "The sect will recently organize a trial for the disciples around the Golden Core stage, which will be in the Jingluo Wasteland."
"Really? It's great that I can finally go out for a walk."
Meng Xuelao was already looking forward to meeting her senior brothers.
However, before leaving, Meng Xuelao had one more thing to do.
In the ice prison!
Boundless ice covers the ground, and a hazy sun in the sky provides no warmth at all. The cold poison invades this place, constantly tormenting the prisoners trapped inside.
At this moment, Wan Qiaozhi and Qi Yuebai were hugging each other shivering, hoping to make themselves feel better in this way.
Although, they also know that this method is useless.
Snow-white frost covered their bodies, eyebrows, and hair.
His face was covered with frostbite, his lips were black, and his fingers were crimson from the cold.
Even what he said was awkward.
The cold poison has invaded their meridians, and their spiritual energy cannot circulate, let alone use it to keep out the cold.
Meng Xueruo, who was dressed in green clothes and wearing the sect's spiritual treasure to resist cold poison, came to the ice prison and found the two of them not long after.
"Wan Qiaozhi, Qi Yuebai, how about the taste of cold poison that corrodes the bones?" Meng Xueruo evoked a hint of ridicule.
"Meng...Meng Xuelao!!!"
Qi Yuebai and Wan Qiaozhi screamed and wanted to rush forward.
Unfortunately, the erosion of the cold poison made it difficult for them to even walk. After taking a few steps, they fell headlong onto the ice.
"These ten thousand years of black ice have made it impossible for you to die and live happily. Seeing the appearance of you couple, I feel much happier."
Meng Xueruo gently adjusted her clothes and spoke in a very cheerful tone.
"Didn't you say you would make me regret letting you live? Come on, I am standing in front of you now, come and kill me."
Qi Yuebai gritted his teeth, stared at Meng Xueruo fiercely and said, "You poisonous woman! You poisonous woman!"
Bang!
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Xuerao took action, kicking Qi Yuebai away and falling heavily to the ground. The huge pain made him curl up in a ball, like a shrimp.
"Who allowed you to talk back?" Meng Xuelao spoke slowly, her tone was domineering and unquestionable.
Wan Qiaozhi was a weakling, and the hardship she endured in the ice prison had almost broken her psychological defenses, and she knelt down to Meng Xueruo with a bang.
"Ah-Rao, Ah-Rao... you see, for the sake of our small children, just let me go.
Just think of me as a fart and let me go! Please, please."
Meng Xueruo frowned, her disgust for Wan Qiaozhi almost reaching its peak.
If Wan Qiaozhi had been tougher today, she might have had a little pity for her. She hated spineless people the most.
Why haven’t I seen anything clearly since I was a kid?
Meng Xueruo has no interest in slapping her now. It's boring and her hands are dirty.
"I came today because I have something to ask you." Meng Xueruo spoke. She didn't come just to vent her anger.
"Tell me, I know what I know and I wouldn't dare to lie." Wan Qiaozhi said quickly.
"I'm sorry you don't dare. Let me ask you, have you ever been to the Library and read the books on luck?"
Wan Qiaozhi and Qi Yuebai looked at each other and said quickly: "Yes, I have seen it."
Meng Xueruo continued to ask: "Tell me everything you know."
This question is very clever. If you directly ask Wan Qiaozhi about the relevant content in the book, then if she knows other things, then Wan Qiaozhi will only tell some of the content in the book and conceal other things.
In this case, we can directly see the clues from Wan Qiaozhi's answer.
Sure enough, Wan Qiaozhi began to tell them everything they knew from the library.
"When you told me that you had luck, Brother Yuebai and I went to the library to check. We know that people with luck can practice a hundred times faster than others, and they are blessed by heaven and earth...
..”
Wan Qiaozhi spent nearly a stick of incense stumbling around before finishing everything.
There is nothing about the origin of luck. Could it be that they tore that page off?
Meng Xuelao frowned in thought.
"When you were checking the books, did you see anything wrong or anything bad in the books?" Meng Xueruo asked unwillingly.
Qi Yuebai spoke at this time: "No, if I have to say something unusual...
"kindness?"
Qi Yuebai was startled and said quickly: "Even though someone tore out the page about the origin of luck, we didn't care because the time was too urgent and our sect didn't have many merit points and we didn't have much time to stay.
limited."
"that's it?"
"That's it, that's it." Wan Qiaozhi said quickly, fearing that Meng Xuelao would attack them again.
"Have you told anyone else about my luck?"
"No, no, I originally thought about taking away..." Wan Qiaozhi glanced at Meng Xuelao guiltily, and continued, "How dare I tell others about taking away your luck?"
Meng Xueruo nodded with satisfaction: "I hope you didn't lie to me. If one day I find out that you told others, then you won't have to live anymore."
Wan Qiaozhi was so scared that he nodded quickly.
After leaving the ice prison, Meng Xueruo began to worry. The page about luck was torn up. Someone didn't want to know the origin of luck. What is it? And who is it?
Meng Xuelao is actually a lazy person, otherwise he would not have been in the Ten Thousand Years Purple Mansion Realm before.
Originally, Wan Qiaozhi and Qi Yuebai prayed to Meng Xueruo when Meng Xueruo was about to leave, hoping that the sect would be able to reduce the punishment time.
"To be soft to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. If it were me before, I might have let you go, but now, it's impossible!"
Meng Xueruo, who had died once, knew deeply that only by falling into the abyss can one understand the despair.
Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.
Compared to their previous humiliation and despair, now this couple is living in paradise. This chapter has been completed!