not repeating the same mistakes for you

"Are you back?" In the study, Li Zhuo was writing something in front of the desk, when he heard some movement, he asked without raising his head.

"Huh? That's how you know it's me?" Meng Han tilted his head to the table with a smile, and poked his head over, blocking most of Li Zhuo's sight.

Li Zhuo indifferently pushed away the obstacles in his line of sight, and said, "Don't block them, how are things going?"

As a poison refiner from the original clan of the Meng family, Meng Han has always had a high status in the Meng family. It was only when he met Li Zhuo that he dared to use him like a coolie.

Meng Han was not annoyed when he was pushed away, and leaned against the table with a smile: "It's...not very good."

"Not good?" Li Zhuo frowned slightly, then stopped writing and glanced at him.He should have come to look for him as soon as he came back. Meng Han didn't even change his clothes. It looked like he had experienced a fierce fight, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Seeing Li Zhuo staring at him like this, Meng Han didn't care about the little injury: "What? Distressed?"

Li Zhuo ignored him, bowed his head and continued to write his own, really not cooperating at all.Meng Han smiled helplessly, and started talking about business.

Speaking of which, the original Meng family was not what it is now.

There are many people who practice cultivation in this world, some for the sake of chivalry, and some for the sake of dominance.

Meng Ci was originally an aspiring young man. He practiced day and night, but hoped that one day he would be able to punish evil and promote good, and protect the people he loves.

But from the point of view of practice, God seems to be unfair, some people are born suitable for this bowl of rice, while others are not.

Some people are born with spiritual power, while others need to work hard to catch up.The same swordsmanship, some people can comprehend it after reading it once, and some people practice day and night with great concentration, but they still don't get the point.

Unfortunately, Meng Ci belongs to the latter category, so he had a very difficult time on the road of practice.

After joining the master's school, Meng Ci worked even harder, practicing from morning to night every day, but because some disciples of the same school were not righteous, they should be role models for everyone, but instead became the target of everyone's ridicule.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at him, what's the use of working so hard? It's not like he can't catch up with us."

"That's right, look at his disdain to be with others, who is he pretending to show?"

"If you are stupid, go home and farm earlier, isn't it embarrassing?"

……

Even if Meng Ci knows how to restrain and tolerate, but after a long time, he can't bear this kind of humiliation.

In an accident, he accidentally killed a disciple of the same school who insulted him, and he escaped from the teacher's school.

It was also at this time that he seemed to understand that only when he became stronger could he shut up those annoying people.

Gradually, he began to abandon those so-called righteous ways, and sought another faster way of practice, and organized all people like him together, with the purpose of becoming stronger, and established the Meng family.

The Meng family has been researching a secret medicine for these years. It is said that it can regenerate people's bones and give them a new life. In this way, even people with poor talents can have the same potential as the proud son of heaven.

For this secret medicine, Meng Ci almost exhausted half of his life's hard work and did a lot of outrageous things, but these are not important, because he has long forgotten his original intention, and now what he pursues is only change. Just strong.

In the beginning, the Meng family just caught ordinary young adults in various towns and villages for experiments, but soon died and injured, and none of them could achieve the expected effect.

But by chance, they discovered that there seemed to be some kind of magical power in the ghost market. If they could refine it and own it for themselves, it might produce unexpected effects.

Su Yao, the new ghost king, is a perfect example.

It stands to reason that with the current strength of the Meng family, even the Chu family, the largest immortal sect, should be afraid of three points, but such an advantage does not exist at all in Su Yao. Always get no benefit.

So the Meng family started planning to catch the kid, and what Meng Han went to execute today was a key step in this plan.

"Where are the other people sent?" Li Zhuo asked with downcast eyes.

Meng Han: "I'm the only one who came back."

"I thought he was poisoned, and maybe he could win in one fell swoop, but I didn't expect his strength to be far beyond our imagination." The "he" in Meng Han's mouth naturally refers to Su Yao.

Recalling the scene of today's fight, I have to admit that he still has some lingering fears.

Speaking of this, Meng Han seemed to have thought of something, and added: "Actually, I almost couldn't come back, but luckily I met an interesting person."

Li Zhuo: "An interesting person?"

Meng Han: "Yes, in my opinion, he should have a good relationship with the ghost king. There is a white jade tied around his waist, and I think it is extraordinary. If we can find this person and use it for us, the following Things could be a lot easier."

White jade?Li Zhuo didn't know what he thought of, after a moment of silence, he stopped writing.

Meng Han leaned over, glanced briefly at the handwriting on the paper, and immediately put away the smile on his face: "Then the father and son are not going to stop recently?"

"En." Li Zhuo responded, and what was written on the paper was the new plan.Going directly to the ghost market is too risky, so the Meng family turned their idea to Yunjin.

"A lot of little ghosts have gathered near Yunjin recently. It may be another ghost's territory, but it's better than the one in the ghost city. The owner asked us to start from here."

"Then what about the Chu family?" Others may not know, but Meng Han knows that this brocade is truly the territory of the Chu family.

On the surface, the two families didn't tear each other apart, but in fact, the relationship between them has reached the point of incompatibility, not to mention that the Meng family sent dead men to plot against Chu Yejing who was out to practice.

If the Chu family knew about this, a fierce battle would probably be inevitable.

Let Li Zhuo go there now, isn't he rushing to die?

Li Zhuo didn't care about this, and said in a calm tone: "The master of the Chu family is seriously ill. The Chu family should not confront us head-on. It should be fine to keep a low profile."

Seeing that Li Zhuo really didn't care, Meng Han didn't want to say anything more, so he said: "Then remember to call me after you have made the plan." After saying that, he went back to his room to treat the wound.

Li Zhuo was the only one left in the study.No one spoke, and the air suddenly became quiet. Li Zhuo stared at the paper on the table in a daze: If Bai Luo was still alive, what would it be like now?

In fact, the Chu family didn't notice the recent ups and downs. Because of the brother in charge, the hearts of the entire Chu family are now tied to Bai Luo alone.

Originally, Patriarch Chu was seriously ill, which was already enough to worry Chu Yunxiao, but now that there is another Bai Luo, everyone is a little worried that the senior brother in charge will be too tired and his body will be damaged.

Unable to withstand the hard work of his disciples, Chu Qi took over all the gang affairs he could do in the spirit of sacrificing his ego and achieving his greater self.

Apart from dealing with some important affairs, Chu Yunxiao basically just guarded Patriarch Chu or Bai Luo all day long.

Regarding the medicinal materials that Su Yao brought, Chu Yunxiao was not polite at all, used all that could be used, and never wasted what could not be used, and put them all into the Chu family's warehouse.

"It's been a few days, and even Patriarch Chu has improved after taking the medicine, why is Senior Brother Bai Luo still awake?" Taking advantage of the time when Chu Yunxiao left, several disciples guarding the door Couldn't help discussing secretly.

"I heard from the doctor that if this person wants to wake up, in addition to physical recovery, his desire to live is also very important."

"Although I don't know exactly what happened, I believe Senior Brother Bai Luo will miss us, and he will wake up soon."

Just as they were talking, the disciples who specially delivered medicine to Bai Luo came, and several of them ordered again: "You must take good care of Senior Brother Bai Luo, and make him recover quickly."

The disciple nodded obediently, took the medicine and went into the room.

Even if Chu Yunxiao thought about it, there was no way he could guard Bai Luo all the time, so when he was not around, Bai Luo was taken care of by this disciple.

When the door of the room was gently closed, it seemed that the inside and outside of the door were separated into two worlds. The disciple's appearance remained the same, but he seemed to be a different person.

Who else?Naturally it was Su Yao.

After leaving that day, Su Yao found that although the poison had been removed, his mind was still chaotic. He wanted to see Bai Luo, and he was about to go crazy!

If he can't see him with his own eyes and make sure that he is still alive, Su Yao feels that he is sure to drive himself crazy.

So he made sufficient preparations, and spent a few days inviting the disciple of the Chu family who was actually delivering the medicine to the ghost mansion for tea, while he mixed in.

He cautiously approached the bed, Bai Luo was lying on it quietly, motionless, his face extremely pale.

If it wasn't for being able to sense his weak breathing, Su Yao could hardly be sure if he was still alive.

"Ah Luo..." Su Yao softly called his name.

When he couldn't see him, he just felt restless and anxious, but when he really saw him, he realized that his heart was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

If he could understand the truth earlier, even if he hurt himself, it would never hurt him.

Bai Luo is afraid of bitterness, even in a coma, his body seems to subconsciously reject bitter things.

Su Yao picked up the medicine bowl and tried to feed a few spoonfuls, but he vomited it all out.

Thinking of what the disciples outside the door said, Su Yao paused the hand holding the medicine spoon, and tears flowed out without warning.

Because there is nothing to worry about, so you don't want to wake up?

Are you really going to leave me alone this time?

"Don't... Ah Luo, I was wrong, don't be angry." Su Yao was choked up in his heart, and choked up, "Don't leave me, okay?"

I pay you my life, don't leave me alone, okay?

Su Yao put the medicine spoon aside, picked up the medicine and took a sip.He gently held Bai Luo's hand, continuously sending him spiritual power, then restrained himself and lowered his head to kiss him.

It may be that the input spiritual power really worked, or it may be that the medicine is too bitter, it may be that the tears dripping on his face are hard to ignore, or it may be that he really can't bear it...

Bai Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had had a big dream, and now he woke up from the dream.