Cangzhou monster story

The past emerges from the depths of memory.

Boss Meng sighed and glanced sideways at Meng Wuying.

The person in front of him is still the same, but he always feels that something has quietly changed.

Early the next morning, when Miracle Doctor Zhang opened the door and came in, he saw Boss Meng leaning on the chair and fell asleep.Thinking about staying here all night.

"Wake up." Doctor Zhang pushed him.

Boss Meng woke up, glanced at Miraculous Doctor Zhang in a daze, and smiled warmly, "Near it."

Doctor Zhang's heart softened, and his voice softened a lot, "Go to sleep."

Boss Meng rubbed his eyes, then glanced at Meng Wuying on the bed, "Is he all right?"

"I'll show him, don't worry." Doctor Zhang said, "Go and rest first."

Boss Meng got up with a huff, with a relieved expression on his face, "Then just watch, I'll go to bed."

Said, out of the door.

After sleeping until dark, Boss Meng woke up from hunger.

I went downstairs with my clothes on and smelled the smell of food in the kitchen.Following the scent into the dining room, I ran into Aunt Wang serving dishes.

"It's just in time to wake up." Boss Meng said, sitting next to Dr. Zhang, picked up the bowl at hand and started eating.

"What do you want to read?" asked Miracle Doctor Zhang, who was invisible to the left and right.

"It's still in the East Wing. I just gave the man an injection." Aunt Wang explained.

Boss Meng took a few mouthfuls of food, picked up a tray on the side, and set aside some food, "I'll go and have a look."

Doctor Zhang was administering needles to Meng Wuying, with thin sweat oozing from his forehead.

Boss Meng put the food on the table and didn't bother him.

After he pulled out the needle, he greeted, "Let's eat first."

Dr. Zhang sat at the table, raised his head and drank a glass of water, "He was injured too badly."

Boss Meng raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "Don't embarrass yourself."

Doctor Zhang paused, and said in surprise, "Don't you want to save him?"

"I want to." Boss Meng said bluntly, "but I don't want you to get tired trying to save him."

He is clear about Meng Wuying's character, unless it is a matter of life or death, he will never come back.

Therefore, when he fell outside the tavern with injuries all over his body, Boss Meng already guessed that maybe he knew that his life was not long.

Sure enough, even Doctor Zhang couldn't do anything about his injury.

After dinner, Boss Meng asked Miracle Doctor Zhang to go back to rest, and he stayed in front of the bed.

In the middle of the night, Meng Wuying suddenly developed a high fever.

The mouth kept raving, "It's not me, it's not me."

Boss Meng was confused, and leaned over to ask, "What, isn't it you?"

But after Meng Wuying repeated those words, he couldn't ask anything else.

Boss Meng was really helpless, so he had no choice but to knock on the door of Dr. Zhang's room.

Dr. Zhang rushed over in his outer coat, and there was another rush of emergency treatment.It wasn't until dawn that the fever gradually subsided.

After tossing and tossing all night, Meng Wuying seemed to have slowed down, and with a weak consciousness, he called out in his sick dream, "Floating Life."

Boss Meng froze on the spot, fearing that he was in a dream.

"Fusheng." Another extremely soft call fell heavily in his ears.

"Brother." Boss Meng approached him and called him in a low voice, "Wake up."

"Help me." Meng Wuying closed her eyes and her face was pale, as if she was trying her best to get rid of the nightmare in her dream.

"They're going to kill me."

"Who?" Boss Meng's heart beat violently, as if he had an answer ready to come out, "Who wants to kill you?"

Meng Wuying was completely silent.

"Don't worry." Dr. Zhang pressed Boss Meng's shoulder and comforted him, "There will always be..."

knew.

Before the three words could be uttered, it was broken by Xiaojing's sharp scream, "Help!"

Boss Meng's heart sank, and an ominous premonition crept up from the soles of his feet.

Almost subconsciously, he grabbed the Snow Song Sword in his hand and rushed out the door.

Xiao Jing was lying on the ground in embarrassment, his left arm was injured, and he was bleeding.He tightly covered the wound with one hand, but blood continued to flow out from between his fingers, soaking the ground.

"Boss Meng, help." Seeing Boss Meng, Xiao Jing crawled towards him as if he saw hope.

"Xiaojing!" The genius doctor Zhang who came after him was shocked, and hurried forward to support him.

Just as he helped Xiaojing stand up, a sharp sword aura followed.

Go straight to Doctor Zhang's face.

Doctor Zhang suddenly changed color and fell into the snow.

Almost at the same time, the Snow Song Sword in Boss Meng's hand had already been released.

Ding--

With a piercing golden cry, the two swords clashed, and then quickly separated.

In the darkness, someone laughed softly.

It sounds very permeating to the ears, as if the devil from hell is gnashing his teeth, ready to pounce on them and tear them apart at any time.

"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you show your face?" Boss Meng calmly helped the two of them up and protected them behind his back.

The laughter over there stopped abruptly, and a deep voice sounded, "Snow Song Sword?"

Boss Meng looked at the darkness ahead, and said calmly, "Your Excellency is wrong, my name is Meng Fusheng."

"It really is you." The man said.

"Your Excellency came to my place and even shot someone." Boss Meng's voice became cold in vain, as if holding the winter's ice, "What do you want to do?"

"Hey." The man laughed again, "Don't be nervous, I just want to find Meng Wuying, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Since it has nothing to do with me, why did you hurt my people?" Boss Meng asked coldly.

"I just want to explore the way. Hand over Meng Wuying, and I will disappear immediately."

"Your Excellency will be disappointed, Meng Wuying is not here." Boss Meng said.

"You have to think about the consequences." A powerful sword energy came from the darkness, Boss Meng tightened his hand holding the Snow Yin Sword, and said to Divine Doctor Zhang in a low voice, "You go in first."

The man over there laughed softly, the sword in his hand still struck, "Don't even try to leave!"

Boss Meng was lucky enough to meet him, his sword energy piercing the sky, emitting a dazzling light.

In just a short moment, more than a dozen moves have been passed, and the two retreated to the original place, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Blood-drinking sword?!" Boss Meng was shocked. He could clearly see the weapon in the opponent's hand in the moment of the attack.

It was the Blood Drinking Sword that belonged to Meng Wuying.

"That's right, it's in my hands now." In the darkness, the man said proudly.

"So, you hurt him?" Boss Meng narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, it's me." The man walked forward slowly, stepping out of the darkness.

A red lantern was dyed in front of the tavern, emitting a dim light.Lights up a small area.

The man came out of the darkness, a tall and tall man.His face was covered with hideous scars.His eyes were full of killing intent.

"who are you?"

"You don't need to know." As soon as the man finished speaking, the sword scroll in his hand charged towards Boss Meng with tremendous force.

Boss Meng turned sideways to take the next move.

The two attacked together, and for a moment it was like a fire, and Jin Ming suddenly appeared.

The willow tree at the door trembled wildly in the strong wind. Boss Meng fought with all his strength, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The visitor's eyes darkened, and his voice broke in the strong wind, "Meng Fusheng, I can't see how capable you are."

Boss Meng's expression was gloomy, he looked at the blade in his hand, but was secretly surprised, this man has strong inner strength, he didn't catch a breath after dozens of moves, his brother was injured by him, and he may not be his opponent.

Senior brother, who have you provoked in the past few years? !