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Meng Ke came to the former site of Jun's house. Although there were only burnt black ruins, he could still see the grandeur of the past.Meng Ke stepped on the debris and broken beams on the ground, and looked at the dilapidated houses while walking. In addition to the traces of the fire, there were also a lot of traces of man-made damage, some of which were caused not long ago, indicating that there are still people living here. Live, at least someone has been here.Just as he was thinking about a sudden bang, a broken wall not far away collapsed, stirring up a lot of dust. Meng Ke was startled, and turned his head to look over. Someone came out from the dust. It was a man, sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing tight-sleeved white clothes, with no expression on his face, empty eyes, as if he couldn't see Meng Ke, and walked straight forward.Meng Ke stretched out his hand to pull him, suddenly a sword pierced the sky, pointing directly at Meng Ke's heart, Meng Ke backhanded the man back, and dodged.The sword turned and returned to the hand of a man in black with long sleeves.The man exuded a demonic energy all over his body, with red eyes and white hair, holding a sword, and walking towards Mengke step by step, the sword in his hand glowed faintly.Meng Ke looked at the man approaching him, and asked tentatively, "Ming Xiuyuan?".The man didn't answer him, his red pupils were getting deeper and deeper, his white hair was fluttering, and the sword in his hand was rattling.Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Ke hurriedly pulled the man in white beside him, and shouted at him: "Calm down, are you ignoring Jun Chengxi?" When the man heard the name, he paused briefly, then raised his hand and raised his hand. The sword slashed at the two of them, Meng Ke retreated hastily, but was still injured by the sword energy, while the man in white was split in half, but there was no trace of blood on the ground.Seeing that the man was about to approach, Meng Ke didn't bother to explore, and quickly pinched the formula with his left hand. The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and the foreground in front of him was completely different from before. Bo Lan, his expression softened a little, he stopped and looked at Meng Ke, with a little doubt in his chill, although looking at Meng Ke, it seemed to be looking at others through Meng Ke.Suddenly there was a hoarse voice in the air, "I will grant you immortality", which instantly broke the calm, the man's expression changed, he raised his hand and swiped his sword, the illusion was shattered, and the surroundings returned to their original state.

The man looked at Meng Ke intently, "Who are you?" His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.Meng Ke breathed a sigh of relief, "Meng Ke".

"Meng Ke? What's the purpose of coming here?"

"You are Ming Xiuyuan?"

The man's silence is the default.Meng Ke asked: "What happened?".Mingzhong put Chihong back into the scabbard, "Go, don't come again", and then walked towards the man in white who was split in half by him. The man in white was split in half, revealing himself as a wooden puppet.Ming Zhong looked at the severely damaged puppet, put his hand on the puppet, black air filled the air, and the puppet instantly turned into sawdust.Ming Zhong stood up and found that Meng Ke was still there, and said indifferently, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

"What's the use of being a puppet? Don't you want to know where the real King's Will is?"

Hearing this name, Ming Zhong, who was about to leave, went to Meng Ke's side in an instant, pinched Meng Ke's neck, and black mist wrapped around Meng Ke's neck, "If you want to die, you will be fulfilled."The strength in his hand gradually increased, and Mengke had difficulty breathing. Suddenly, a white silk flew out from his cuff and wrapped around Mingzhong's arm. Looking at Meng Ke, he slightly moved the corner of his mouth, and Meng Ke's cuffs were immediately soaked in blood.Mingzhong's face changed slightly, and strong emotions were brewing in his eyes.Meng Ke had just recovered a little, but found that his sleeves were full of blood. When he rolled up his sleeves, there was an invisible wound on his arm, but the blood flowed fiercely, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.Ming Zhong was stunned for a long time, then slowly came over and took the white silk from his wrist, and gently wrapped it around Meng Ke's wound. After a while, the white silk disappeared on his arm, the blood flow stopped, the wound disappeared, and his arm Clean as usual.

After finishing all this, Mingzhong pulled down Mengke's sleeve, looked at him and asked, "Who are you?".

"City of Lost Dreams"

Ming Zhong didn't speak for a long time, staring at him, Meng Ke was so frightened by the look, he pulled his hand from his hand.Sensing Meng Ke's movements, Ming Zhong resumed his cold expression, "You just said you knew where Cheng Xi was?".

Just now he said casually just for the sake of cliche, but now it seems that it is not easy to fool, Meng Ke said stiffly: "Well, he, he is in the City of Lost Dreams".

"Then why don't you come to me"

"He, he has not recovered from his serious injury, and he has been recuperating in the City of Lost Dreams for ten years"

Hearing this, Ming Zhong fell silent again, as if remembering something, with an annoyed and painful look on his face.It took a long time before I suppressed and said, "Take me to him."Meng Ke looked troubled, a little hesitant, Ming Zhong moved his fingers calmly, and Chi Hong was out of the sheath half an inch, coldly glowing with reddish light, seeing this posture, Meng Ke responded with a wry smile.