A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

But this relaxed time didn't last long. Although Zhi Yu died, his subordinates all accepted the order to kill the intruder no matter what.

Meng Xianjue's face suddenly sank, and he only had time to pick up a elixir casually, swallowed it in his stomach, and stored the others in his spiritual pouch, picked up the pure black long staff that fell on the ground, the hem of his clothes fluttered, and suddenly He raised his hand, and at that moment, a long arc of piercing white appeared in the mid-air of the dead night, and wherever the long arc went, the smell of blood filled the air.

Cheng Weiwan's eyes did not keep up with the speed of the long arc, he could only see the frontmost row of mermen falling down gradually, their faces still kept a ferocious appearance, but there was a long and thin line between their necks. blood line.

Holding the long black staff in his hand, Meng Xianjue stared at the mermen coldly.

Obviously the death of those mermen was within his expectation.

Cheng Weiwan didn't have time to ask what was going on, just now he used his mental power to sweep to a mechanism at the end of this alley, but it took some time to find the opening, but those mermaids followed one after another, even if Meng Xianjue swallowed a mountain Even the pills couldn't stand the battle, so Cheng Weiwan bit the bullet and said, "I feel that there is a trap on the right side ten steps behind you..."

"Okay." Meng Xianjue had no doubts about Cheng Wewan's words, and before Cheng Wewan finished speaking, he had already made a move.

He immediately withdrew and turned around, and immediately chased after a wave of even crazier mermen. Meng Xianjue took ten steps as promised, focusing all his energy on opening the mechanism.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, he was only worried that Meng Xianjue's impulse caused by his words would send the two of them into a dangerous situation.

Those mermen were ferocious, but they were already behind Meng Xianjue in just a few moments. The sound of roaring and grinding their teeth was torturing Meng Xianjue's eardrums.

Meng Xianjue's back was wide open, and he didn't care about the monsters rushing in. He held his staff tightly with both hands, and several sharp claws were already grabbing at Meng Xianjue...

At the very moment, Cheng Weiwan suddenly erupted with thick spiritual power. The spiritual power rolled up and stirred up the sea water, and rolled the mermaid who almost became a wall of people into the water blade, and won the precious life for Meng Xianjue. a moment.

Meng Xianjue clenched his teeth, exerted strength in his hands, and smashed the hard and thick floor tiles with brute force.

Meng Xianjue endured the dizziness for a while, and turned his head to call Cheng Weiwan, but found that Cheng Weiwan's breath had disappeared.

It disappeared completely, as if it had never been there.

The lightness on his face disappeared immediately, and turned into a gloomy and solemn expression that perhaps he himself didn't know about.

Some of those mermaids were separated from their heads by the water blade, and some were trapped in the center and could not get out. Meng Xianjue glanced at them coldly, walked a few steps, bypassed the merman corpses in disorder, and took out the merman corpses from his spiritual pouch. He took out a dead branch, squatted down, and stuck it in Zhiyu's mouth, making him bite tightly.

Gloomy wood, keep the body from rot.

Meng Xianjue looked at Zhiyu, raised the corners of his lips coldly, then took out a spiritual pouch, put Zhiyu in it, then shrunk the pouch down to the size of the palm of his hand, and put it into his usual spiritual pouch middle.

After everything was prepared, he walked towards the mechanism that he smashed open, and he saw that under the rubble inside was a dark and long secret passage.

Meng Xianjue frowned slightly and walked in.

Before he walked into the aisle, he thought for a while, messed up his long clothes and hair a little, and deliberately transferred the spiritual power that was going to wash the wound to help heal, and only when he was satisfied, he walked again calmly.

Cheng Weiwan didn't expect that there would be a day when his unrestrained use of spiritual power would be like the traffic speed limit in the real world.

The aura in his body was stuck tightly. If the surging spiritual energy in his body was like a mighty river, then it was like a trickle at this time.

So much so that after he broke out his spiritual power to stir up the sea water just now, he consumed too much spiritual power and was directly stuck in the use of spiritual power, and was forced back into the system space.

Cheng Weiwan only felt that his chest was tight and dizzy, he coughed dryly twice, thinking to go out after resting for a while and then check on Meng Xianjue's situation.

But the back of the chair and the cushion were really soft. He couldn't withstand the long-term high-intensity mental tension, and fell asleep as soon as his butt touched the chair.

When he woke up again, the sky in the system space was already bright, and the round sun hung high in the sky, shining brightly.

When Cheng Weiwan just arrived at Tianlu, in order to adjust the time difference conveniently, 041 thoughtfully adjusted the time in the system space to be consistent with Tianlu, that is to say, he slept in the system space for nearly three hours, and put Poor Meng Xianjue was left outside all night!

Cheng Weiwan jumped up from the chair almost instantly, patted his face frantically, forced himself to wake up, and rushed out of the system space.

The moment he left the system space, he saw the scene in front of him and felt that his heart was about to break.

Meng Xianjue sat leaning against the cold stone wall, his clothes were disheveled, his lips were gray, and his clothes were full of dried blood. He closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and he slept restlessly.

In the early hours of the morning, he realized that after such a fierce battle, his body might not be able to bear it anymore, and he hadn't healed him in time, even if there were those pills, they were not very effective. After this night, he was afraid that the root cause of the disease would fall.

Cheng Weiwan slapped himself hard in the heart, he squatted down, stared at Meng Xianjue's tired and pale face, and shouted softly, "Wake up first, wake up first... wake up."

After shouting many times in a row, Meng Xianjue blinked blankly and saw that there was no one in front of him. It took him a while to think of Senior. When he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was dry and painful, and he continued to shout: "Senior!" ..."

"How is your body?"

Meng Xianjue pursed his lips, as if he wanted to prove something, stood up crookedly, and said, "Senior, it's okay, I checked the surroundings, this is probably a secret passage in the palace to save our lives, let's go along the secret passage to Going forward may enter some places that are more important to the mermaids..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his legs softened and he fell to one side. Meng Xianjue frowned, trying to support his body, but before he could reach out, he felt a gentle wind supporting his whole body, accompanied by A cold voice: "Sit down."

Cheng Weiwan used the most aggressive tone and did the most embarrassing thing.

Meng Xianjue was startled, subconsciously put his hands on his knees, and sat back obediently.

Cheng Weiwan hesitated to speak, those guilts were like an axe, chopping down on the tree in his heart one after another, a huge gap would be left.

Meng Xianjue didn't seem to be awake, he opened his eyes blankly and asked, "Senior, where are you?"

Cheng Weiwan then softened his voice: "I'm here."

Meng Xianjue raised his hand to grab it in front of him, but it was in vain. His heart felt empty, and he couldn't help but said: "Senior, can I see you?"

Cheng Weiwan was a little taken aback, he didn't expect Meng Xianjue to make this request, even if Meng Xianjue said he wanted to become the master of the ghost sect, he would find a way to wander around to clear it for Meng Xianjue, but now that Meng Xianjue said, he really has no other way .

"I'm just an old man with white beard and hair, wrinkled face, gloomy and sour. What's there to see?"

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, you little liar.

Seeing that Meng Xianjue was silent, Cheng Weiwan probed into Meng Xianjue's spiritual mansion with his spiritual power, carefully searching every corner and every meridian.

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes and let Cheng Weiwan search, a suspicious blush appeared on his cheeks.

Cheng Weiwan checked all the meridians in Meng Xianjue's body, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that Meng Xianjue suffered from flesh wounds and his spiritual power was slightly lacking, and he only needed to take good care of him.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw Meng Xianjue bowed his head and blushed, and belatedly realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

It seems that there is such a thing, one of Tianlu's dual cultivation skills is that one party penetrates the spiritual power into the other party's spiritual mansion...

Cheng Weiwan stood up with a groan, and the blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards to his brain. His brain was constantly swelling, swelling until it was only a thin layer, like a snowy mooncake filled with roses. Then there seemed to be steam coming out of his ears, and in his mind was the sound of a train whistle, "Woo--".

The word "double cultivation" actually has many meanings. The "double cultivation" used by Cheng Weiwan just now is the most serious one. It's just that in recent years, the Demon Sect has often used the double cultivation method to collect yin and nourish yang, and men and women overlap, and lewd talk Unceasingly, improving one's cultivation base in bliss has been banned by the joint efforts of Jianzong and Fazong.

But the ambiguity and charm left by the double cultivation method on the "double cultivation" will never disappear.

How to explain, say to Xiaobaihua, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to double cultivate with you, don't get me wrong".

Where did this peerless scumbag come from, who is ruthless.He's still a ruthless old man!

Cheng Weiwan's head was dizzy, she didn't dare to look at Meng Xianjue, she just said dryly: "Your body is fine, just take a little rest."

Meng Xianjue's face returned to normal, and he replied: "Okay."

The two of them stopped talking, and the two tacitly adjusted their mentality, adjusted their mentality, and rested their bodies. After a while, Cheng Weiwan lowered his voice and said, "Let's go."

Another "good".

On the walls on both sides of the secret passage, there are long-burning candles at intervals, but although this dim light illuminates the surroundings for a short time, it makes the secret passage even more dark and treacherous.

Finally, when Cheng Weiwan looked at the same scenery for two weeks and felt a little numb, they faintly heard the voice of the two talking from above, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

Almost to the exit.

There was a gleam in Meng Xianjue's eyes, and he did not move forward vigilantly, for fear that the movement of them below would startle the people above, Cheng Weiwan also paid attention to it, with a serious face, and made a voice-enhancing formula, so as to scare those people away The words can be heard more clearly.

It's a conversation between a woman and a man.

It was the man who was reporting to the woman that the palace was invaded by people with ulterior motives, and he died tragically, and the palace was no longer safe.

Both Meng Xianjue and Cheng Weiwan paid special attention to the woman's words: "It's okay, as long as it doesn't affect the ceremony, don't worry about it."

Festival, what festival?

But before he had time to continue listening to the following words, the man had already discovered their existence. Suddenly, a gleaming trident pierced straight down from above. The direction of the trident overturned the top of the secret passage with brute force.

The man held the trident without showing any weakness. In the rain of gravel, he could accurately find Meng Xianjue's direction and attack him continuously.

Meng Xianjue had a clear goal and didn't fight with men much. He risked being stabbed by the trident, rushed straight to the woman, took out the short dagger he carried with him, and laid it across the woman's neck.

In the chaos, Cheng Weiwan scanned the surroundings. This was the dormitory of a high-ranking person, with magnificent decorations, and he found the five scales worn around the neck of the man, and the beautiful and bright fishtail of the woman.

This merman woman is undoubtedly the woman who confuses the travelers on the boat with her singing on the reef.

Meng Xianjue stared coldly, regardless of the bloody left arm pierced by the trident, looked at the man, and said in a cold voice, "If you take another step, I can't guarantee what I will do to her."

The man's footsteps stopped, and he didn't dare to move again.

The woman looked indifferent, her face was so calm that it was scary: "Cheng Rui, don't worry about me, the smooth progress of the ceremony is far more important than my life."

Cheng Rui obviously disagreed. He took two steps back calmly, threw the trident to the ground, spread his hands, and glanced at Meng Xianjue and the woman with cold eyes, finally resting his gaze on Meng Xianjue's eyes , coldly said: "Princess, don't worry, the festival is important, but ensuring your safety is our top priority."