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

Meng Guiwen thought for a while, then put the fragments back on the ground, intending to bury them.

But when she was about to move the soil, a hand stopped her.

There were golden-red dark lines on that hand, and the pitch-black skin made Meng Guiwen look at Fengxue.

Feng Xue picked up the Broken Cloud Fan and the fragments of the sword, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Meng Guiwen was startled, and wanted to reach out to stop it, but finally stopped.

Although Feng Xue didn't get along with these swords for a long time, he could swallow them if he wanted to.

At least I still have a thought in the future, these fragments are all in Feng Xue's body.

After Fengxue swallowed these fragments, he said: "They told me that I must protect the master in the future. I envy them and admire them very much."

Because they did what Fengxue hadn't done before.

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Meng Guiwen nodded when he heard what Feng Xue said.

She was indeed comforted by a sword.

Meng Guiwen stretched out his hand, and Fengxue realized it instantly, and it turned into a long sword and landed on Meng Guiwen's hand.

At this time, countless silver fragments appeared on the originally pitch-black knife surface.

These are all her former swords, and now they are all integrated into Feng Xue's sword body.

Meng Guiwen stretched out his hand to touch the blade of the sword, and then regained his composure.

"Let's go." Meng Guiyi said, her mood calmed down a lot at this time.

Seeing what Meng Guiyi said, Feng Qi followed.

Meng Guiwen glanced at his hand, and said, "My ancestor just wiped my tears with bloody hands."

Feng Qi was startled when he heard the words, thinking she was about to say something, then looked at his arm, the previous blood stains had dried up, but there was still new blood slipping down.

After Meng Guiwen finished speaking, he grabbed Feng Qi's arm with his backhand to help him stop the bleeding.

"Although you used to be a god, you are now a body of flesh and blood. You advised me to take care of my body, so why don't you take care of your body?" Meng Guiyi helped Feng Qi apply the bandage, her movements were a little clumsy.

Even the gauze was wrapped in a funny way.

Only then did Feng Qi speak: "You have really grown up."

Meng Guiwen raised his head and glared at him: "I've grown up a long time ago. If I lived at the age I lived, I would have been an old monster."

Feng Qi smiled lightly and said nothing, and then the two walked up the slope.

At this time, some monks on the slope came to their senses.

The monks who woke up looked at the fellow who was seriously injured and fainted beside them, and immediately went to check, only to find that the other party had fainted because of the impact, and they were relieved.

They looked at Meng Guiyi and Feng Qi who were coming up.

But Meng Guiyi's eyes were red, and Feng Qi's arms and sleeves were covered with blood.

They just got up and wanted to thank you, but Meng Guiwen said first: "I'm sorry, I also lost your Supreme Temple, no, it's not completely gone, it's just that they went to heaven."

Meng Guiwen's apology was very sincere, but what he said made people want to laugh.

"The benefactor doesn't need to apologize. We have already heard the explanation from the host. Benefactor Meng understands the righteousness and lives up to the word of the immortal, but we can't help one or two. Now we have to drag down benefactor Meng. We should apologize to the benefactor .” One of them spoke quickly.

The monks around also nodded.

Hearing what the monk said, Meng Guiwen couldn't react.

How many times has she been reincarnated, and this is the first time someone has praised her for being righteous and worthy of the title of immortal.

By the way, what was her dream when she was a teenager?

Isn't it just to be the first, to understand righteousness, to live up to the identity of a cultivator, and to live up to the identity of the first disciple of the five great immortals.

She thought she couldn't do it anyway.

But now, it has come true.

Meng Guiyi tilted his head slightly: "You have no place to go, and I will not invite you to Taiqingmen. Taiqingmen does not accept monks. You should find a place to recuperate by yourself."

After saying this, Meng Guiwen turned around and left.

But after walking a few steps, she looked back at Wuti again.

Wuti saw Meng Guiwen looking towards him, so he said: "I don't blame you for what you did before, I don't blame you, you can let yourself go, since you don't have a few days to live Now, why don't you think about whether your own ability is really going to be wasted."

After saying this, Meng Guiwen really turned around and left this time without stopping at all.

Feng Qi listened to what Meng Guiwen said, although it was still very unpleasant, but he could clearly express his thoughts, and then he looked at Wuti: "It seems that the direct disciple of Wenling Palace masters the same exercises as you. From one lineage, her natal magic weapon is Chunshan left by Queying."

After saying this, Feng Qi also stepped up to keep up with Meng Guiyi's pace.

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The waves in the distance were slight, and the two walked on the surface of the sea.

Now without this stormy area and foggy area, there are so many vast lands and oceans.

It is estimated that many spirit beasts in the secret realm will also emerge one after another.

"I can't do it alone." Meng Guiwen suddenly said.

Feng Qi looked down at Meng Guiyi in surprise.

"I need everyone's help. It's absolutely impossible to rely on me alone." Meng Guiwen said it again, with an appraising tone.

"So do you know how to write herringbone?" Feng Qi asked her suddenly.

When Meng Guiwen heard the words, he looked at Feng Qi, she was knowledgeable and educated.

Feng Qi stretched out his hand to hold Meng Guiwen's hand, and wrote in the air: "Look, does this look like a person who fell backwards?"

Meng Guiwen nodded as he looked at the gesture in front of him.

So Feng Qi added another stroke: "Look at this person coming over to support, will this person not fall down?"

Meng Guiwen looked at the herringbone written with spiritual power in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"It turns out that the ancestors also had this kind of awareness. I thought that the ancestors didn't treat people as human beings."

"You child, what do you think of me? Who hasn't been rebellious yet?" Feng Qi was a little furious, why does this girl always stick to other people's hearts?

Meng Guiyi flew away suddenly, looked at Feng Qi against the light, and then said: "My world already has a fixed orbit. I have resisted, but in the end I walked hundreds of times step by step. The plot of the movie is like high walls that cannot be overcome, standing in front of me all the time, no matter how hard I try, I can't see what kind of world is beyond the wall.

I often think, if I don't know that I am the villain in a book, if I don't know the ending of my future, then I won't doubt the world, and even if I do it again and again, can I still live happier.

Now I don't think so. I am very happy that I can cross this high wall and see the world on the other side of the wall. "

It was the first time for Meng Guiwen to speak so many words, and it was also the first time to open up his heart.

Listening to Meng Guiyi's words, Feng Qi had a smile on his face, and the sun shone on him, making his whole body glow.

Meng Guiwen looked at Feng Qi who was standing on the sea and shining with the sea, tilted his head and smiled.

"Thank the gods for coming to my world. I finally believe that I am the luckiest child blessed by the gods." Meng Guiyi sincerely thanked Feng Qi.

If Feng Qi didn't appear in her world, maybe she would still follow the plot subconsciously, and even give up the glimmer of hope that was so hard-earned.

At this time, Meng Guiwen finally understood what the meaning of the existence of gods is, that is to expand that glimmer of hope, and let that hope continue to become the light in the world.