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After taking the stage, Yan Mengmeng discovered another problem.

That is, I have no place, and I don’t have paper or pen or anything.

In desperation, Yan Mengmeng had no choice but to summon her own lightsaber.

This move stunned everyone. To them, Yan Mengmeng only held a green jade token.

They must have not seen Yan Mengmeng holding the blade of the lightsaber, but this is not important.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Mengmeng looked at the plaque behind her.

Hold your breath... swing your sword!

At this moment, Yan Mengmeng was surrounded by countless sword lights, and the sword energy pointed directly at the plaque with "Sun and Moon" written on it.

At this moment, the wind blows!

In the blink of an eye, the wind stopped!

Yan Mengmeng put away her own lightsaber, looked at the plaque on which she had engraved poems, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although the writing is still not very good, but at least it looks more domineering.

At the same time, everyone on the field was completely shocked by this scene and was speechless.

Some people couldn't help but start reading the poems written by Yan Mengmeng.

"Holding the sun and moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

Afterwards, Yan Mengmeng said softly: "Hey, this poem is for that one who remembers the past, I believe he will like it!"

After hearing this, everyone in the audience came back to their senses and began to appreciate the poem carefully.

No matter how you read it, there is a little arrogance.

After a long time, the time for a stick of incense passed.

Of course, there is also Yan Mengmeng's problem, she made the wind up just now and accelerated the burning speed of the incense.

Henceforth, the second item ends.

Except for Yan Mengmeng who wrote a poem, no one else wrote it.

In desperation, the host had no choice but to report to Yi Past.

At this time, Yan Mengmeng was still waiting on the field, and after a while, there was a wave of soul power on the field.

A space door directly rises from the ground.

Then a person walked out. If he looked carefully, he had dark hair and was wearing a dark ancient costume. He was about 1.85 meters tall. There was some doubt on his delicate face, and his clear eyes stared closely. Holding the plaque with the poem written on it.

There is no doubt that this is the one that recalls the past.

I have to say that the rumors are not all unbelievable, this man is quite handsome.

And looking at the space door, it is obvious that he is a real space system soul master.

After a while, Yi Xiancheng looked at the plaque with the poem on it and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay! I can hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pick the stars. There is no one like me in the world! Ha...hahaha!"

Listening to the hearty laughter of Reminiscing the Past, everyone felt a little puzzled. They didn't understand what was so good about this poem other than arrogance, and some even couldn't understand part of Yan Mengmeng's writing.

Although this sentence is written with a sword, it doesn't affect Yan Mengmeng's unsightly handwriting.

After the sound of laughter passed away, Yi Pasti looked around the field, and quickly locked on to Yan Mengmeng who was wearing a mask.

Slowly came to Yan Mengmeng, looked at the little girl in front of her who was a lot shorter than herself.

He asked softly, "This...was it written by you?"

Yan Mengmeng nodded: "Well, it's for you!"

"Given to me?"

Reminiscing about the past was a little puzzled, but after a brief thought, he started laughing again: "Haha, well, there is no one like me in the world!"

Yan Mengmeng:......

Sure enough, this man is a narcissist, but he does have the capital!

But as long as he likes it very much, then Yan Mengmeng's next matter can become a little simpler.

"Well, since you like it, can I ask you to help make a space soul guide?"

Recalling the past: "Haha, of course, but don't you have it in your hand?"

At the same time, Yi Pasti pointed to the emerald green ring on Yan Mengmeng's hand.

Yan Mengmeng: "Eh...not this one, but help me make another one!"

Recalling the past: "Haha, no problem, come with me!"

Host: "Elder, there is one last item..."

Recalling the past: "Cancelled!"

As he said this, there was a wave of soul power in front of him, and then a space door appeared directly.

Recalling the past: "This is the door to my martial soul space, go in!"

Yan Mengmeng didn't hesitate, and walked directly to the door.

then……

I saw a violent fluctuation of soul power from the space gate, and at the same time, the space gate collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Mengmeng: What the hell_?

Looking back at the past, at this moment, a mouthful of old blood spewed out, looked at Yan Mengmeng in shock, and muttered: "You..."

Then fell directly to the ground.

Everyone in the audience:? ? ?

This sudden scene once again caused a sensation in the audience, and all kinds of noisy voices came to mind for a while.

But what Yan Mengmeng heard most clearly were the voices of the host and servants calling for memories of the past.

After that, the field became chaotic.

Yi Xiang was also directly carried into the attic behind him by his people.

Yan Mengmeng also entered the attic after hearing the people constantly criticizing herself.

I really don’t know what’s wrong with these people, don’t I know everything about them?

But having said that, I didn't feel anything when I entered the space door just now, so why did the door break?

Now these things, the quality is really bad!

But now it's difficult!

Recalling the past, the elder passed out directly, and he didn't know how long it would take to wake up, and the people outside thought it was caused by himself.

I guess I can't go back to the hotel now. After all, there are such crazy fans everywhere who remember the past. If they see me, I will curse myself to death.

Yan Mengmeng didn't want to feel the feeling of being a celebrity fan.

There was no other way, Yan Mengmeng had no choice but to wait for him to wake up in the place where he recalled the past.

After those people entered the attic, Yan Mengmeng looked at the decoration in the attic, which was extremely novel.

Almost all of them are some strange soul guides, and some calligraphy and paintings that recall the past.

It's kind of fun to watch.

After a while, someone noticed Yan Mengmeng coming to her.

But they didn't treat Yan Mengmeng like the idiot fans outside, but provided Yan Mengmeng with a room and let her stay here.

This made Yan Mengmeng extremely confused.

No matter what I say, I am also the one who made your elders vomit blood. How can you be so kind?

Only after asking this person did he know that Yi Paste vomited blood because he underestimated Yan Mengmeng's strength.

His space gate can only transport people with a lower realm than himself. If the cultivation base is higher than his own, this will happen today. The higher the realm, the more serious the backlash.

In other words, a little girl like Yan Mengmeng is at least a soul sage, even surpassed a soul sage.

Because it is the first time these servants have seen it so serious today, and it hasn't happened for many years.

This also makes these servants dare not neglect Yan Mengmeng. Looking at the entire continent, Soul Sage will not be an unknown person, not to mention this little girl may have surpassed Soul Sage.

Looking at the past situation, it is possible that he may not be able to wake up this time.

This made Yan Mengmeng a little worried, what should I do if you can't wake up?

Bah, no!

What should I do with my college library?

In desperation, Yan Mengmeng had no choice but to wait, since she didn't know any medical skills, there was no way to save him!

But that person said he was looking for the master of Haotian Sect, so there should be no problem in recalling the past, right?

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