One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Meng Guiwen suddenly felt that a five-year-old child was more enlightened than himself.

But she did not expect that a five-year-old child could really have such an awareness.

But when he thought of that child living in Que Ying's stomach for thousands of years.

Definitely a precocious child.

Queying looked at Meng Guiwen's dull little face, and reached out to touch her little face again.

She looked at Meng Guiwen with a touch of distress in her eyes.

This made Meng Guiwen a little puzzled, not knowing why Queying felt sorry for her.

And when she looked down at her hands, she realized that she appeared in front of Queying in the form of a soul.

Her soul body is not a 14-year-old child, but her adult body.

And the appearance of this soul body is still fixed in the appearance before she blew herself up.

It looked skinny, like a piece of paper.

However, Meng Guiwen felt that his body was very healthy and he did not suffer from any illness.

So don't worry about her.

It's just that if Que Ying wants to teach herself what she has learned all her life, isn't she afraid that she will use these skills to do things that hurt others?

Of course, Meng Guiwen also asked the same question.

But Ying didn't care.

"It's our fate that you can enter here, and you have Jisu's mark on you, which means that Jisu recognizes you. Of course, I won't just pass on what I've learned all my life to others." Que Ying explained.

After Meng Guiwen got the explanation, she looked around for Jisu's imprint, but she didn't see any Jisu's imprint on her body.

It wasn't until Queying unfolded a water mirror that Meng Guiyi saw clearly that there was indeed a mark on her forehead.

In the middle is a black lotus with gold border.

This should be the contract of their ancestors.

On the left is a black cat's paw-like mark, while the golden dragon-shaped pattern on the right should be Jisu's mark.

But she never thought that there were so many marks on her forehead.

It's no wonder that Que Ying didn't doubt her identity at all when she saw her.

But if Queying knew that she was breaking the seal she set, would she kill herself right now.

Of course she would never say such a thing.

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As the whole space began to be a little turbulent, Que Ying turned around and made a seal with both hands, and a golden light shrouded Meng Guiyi's body.

"The time has come, remember what I said, the Longevity Lock will guide you to find that child, and when you find that child, you must kill him." But Ying's figure began to dissipate, and Meng Guiying's mind was full of thoughts. A lot of memory.

Of course, just remember those formation moves and how to control the puppet mechanism.

There is no memory belonging to Queying.

Meng Guiwen reached out to catch Queying, but he didn't.

The last trace of breath belonging to Que Ying also dissipated in this world.

There is no such person as Queying in this world anymore.

In the end, neither the lover nor the child had time to take another look, and just disappeared into the world.

Meng Guiwen blinked his eyes as he looked at the empty place.

But Ying disappeared, so how could he go back?

Just when Meng Guiyi was puzzled, her soul body was pulled, she only felt the world spinning for a while, and her whole body hit the ground fiercely.

No, she was lying on the ground.

At this time, there were black stones and white keel beneath him.

There was a wound on the palm of her hand, and blood was still flowing slowly.

And the palms of her hands had started to turn white, it was obvious that she had lost too much blood.

Excessive blood loss is to eat pig liver to replenish blood, right?

As Meng Guiyi thought about it, Feng Qi's voice sounded in his mind: "Where have you been, the avatar collapsed, and the soul and body almost couldn't come back."

"I saw Que Ying just now." Meng Guiying replied honestly.

But after saying this, she was thrown into the state of mind again, and Feng Qi took control of her body instead of her.

Only then did Meng Guiwen understand what happened in this place.

Powerful spiritual power enveloped the entire forbidden area, and a reverse ten-level hell had completely broken off the ground at this time, lifting the ten-level hell into the air.

And in the middle of the formation is Yuhe.

That powerful spiritual power came from Yu He's body.

This is not the cultivation level of the god transformation stage, but the fusion stage?

No, even higher!

At this time, Meng Guiwen finally understood why he felt that Yu He was the most capable person in the entire Zhenfeng Continent.

It turned out that besides his own ancestors, Yu He's cultivation level was also so high.

Since his cultivation base is so high, is it true that he would not die when he blew himself up before?

Once the fusion period is over, when the main body and the avatar are combined, then a monk is equivalent to having several lives.

At that time, there is not much difference between the avatar and the main body.

But Yuhe is different from those monks.

Yu He couldn't use such strong spiritual power.

Because his body couldn't bear it.

Even with his own blood pressure under control, he still looked uncomfortable at this moment.

But the formation has reached the final stage.

Meng Guiwen thought about it, and immediately recalled the things that Que Ying taught her.

And this memory, Feng Qi can naturally see it.

Feng Qi knew what Meng Guiwen meant, and he wanted to find a way to unravel the ten hells among these things.

Even if there is a better way now, it is useless.

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In the formation, Yu He gathered his hands together and pushed upwards forcefully, and the entire ten levels of hell were lifted into the clouds.

Meng Guiwen only heard a click, and the entire Ten Hells disappeared in thick black clouds.

But Yuhe was sure that the ten levels of hell had returned, so he stopped.

The golden formation instantly darkened as Yu He withdrew his hand.

He shook a few times and fell directly to the ground.

Meng Guiyi forcibly traded with Feng Qi.

But at this time, Meng Guiwen's physical condition was not good.

If this was an ordinary person, he would have died eight times out of ten times.

Seventy percent of the blood in his body was used to suppress the riot in Yu He's body.

Meng Guiwen returned to her body, took two steps and fell to the ground.

But she still stood up and walked towards Yuhe unsteadily.

Yu He was lying on the ground, but he didn't faint, he was struggling to sit up now.

Because he had to seal his cultivation base.

But when he saw Meng Guiyi staggering towards him, he reached out to catch him.

This connection is not important, the two fell to the ground together.

Meng Guiwen leaned against Yuhe's arms, but didn't want to move anymore.

"Miss, if I don't seal my cultivation, I will suck up the remaining blood of Miss." Yu He said.

Hearing this, Meng Guiwen took out a bottle of blood enriching pill from his storage ring and poured it into his mouth.

"I want to eat fried pork liver."

"Okay, I'll make it for the eldest lady." Yu He said.

It's just that before Meng Guiwen and Yu He could sit up, a red fluffy tail tied them up.

Then Meng Guiwen heard Yingdeng's excited voice.

"Hahahahaha, the hostage is in hand, now I can get out of this broken place."

Yingdeng turned into a prototype, with her long tail wrapping Meng Guiwen and Yu He in her tail, even though she was running, the two of them didn't feel any bumps at all, and even felt that the tail was soft and comfortable.

"Give me back the master! You stinky fox!" Of course, there was a copper cat running after the fire fox.