Scorching Yellow Springs Sheng on the Other Side

Without Manzhu Shahua, Liang Mengsheng still sat in front of the Sansheng Stone most of the time except making tea and water for Yan Jun.

Others ask, Mengsheng, you sit on the Sansheng Stone all day long, have you seen your past life or your future life?

previous life?Future generations?

nothing!He never told anyone that what he saw on the Sansheng Stone was the scene 500 years ago, the scene where his parents, brothers, sisters and clansmen were lying in a pool of blood.

He firmly remembered that two days before the incident, the young man took Ling Ya's hand and said joyfully, "Ah Ya, it will be parents' birthday in two days, what do you think should be given to them?"

Ling Ya said: "I heard that a blood-colored Chlorophytum grows on Changsheng Peak in the East Pole. Uncles and aunts usually love flowers and plants. If you find them for them, you will be happy!"

"Eternal Life Peak..." The young man frowned: "No, it's too far away, Ah Ya! It takes two days to go back and forth. If I leave, my parents will know, and there will be no surprises then!"

Ling Ya patted him on the head: "Silly Ah Sheng! Isn't there still me here? You always love to stay with me on weekdays. If I stay on the island, others won't be suspicious!"

"That's right! Ah Ya has an idea! But Ah Ya, I'm gone, what do you want to do?"

"Silly Asheng, it's only two days! I will always wait here for your return..."

A Sheng, I will always be here waiting for you to come back...

With this departure, the relatives will be separated from yin and yang, and after this departure, there will be blood and blood feud.

"Why are you still sitting here? The wind is strong, and it's easy to catch cold!" The black robe was draped over Liang Mengsheng's body from behind, and when he turned his head, it was indeed that handsome face.

Liang Mengsheng stood up and leaned over: "Mr. Yan came here, but did you order your subordinates to do something?"

Yan Jun shook his head, he looked at Liang Mengsheng, his expression darkened, and he said, "A Sheng, do you really not remember me?"

Liang Mengsheng chuckled: "Yan Jun, you are the master of the Nine Springs, who dare not remember you?"

Yan Jun stretched out his hand to hold Liang Mengsheng's hand, and clasped his fingers tightly: "That's all! That's all! This is very good! Very good!"

Such a scene is indeed very good...

A gleam of light flashed across Liang Mengsheng's eyes.

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Bai Wuchang went out to hunt down Po Meng again, and life in this underworld passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, it had been half a year since Po Meng fled to the underworld.

In the past six months, she may have found Shu Hua, and the two of them lived happily; or, the two of them have long since dispersed.

Yan Jun has been very busy recently, so busy that he doesn't even have time to see Liang Mengsheng!Liang Mengsheng went to the palace to look for him for several days, but was coaxed out by the judge.

Today is also a free time, Liang Mengsheng suddenly remembered the burned Bianhua beside Huangquan, and he wanted to see it.

Going there, standing on the Naihe Bridge, I saw a man in black and gold silk cloud robe bending over, planting manjusawa on the edge of Huangquan one by one.

Liang Mengsheng's lips curled into a casual sneer, he turned around, pretended not to know, and left.

"Look, that person is Yan Jun's new love!"

"Isn't that Liang Mengsheng? What is his relationship with Yan Jun? How did he become Yan Jun's new love?"

"You don't understand! Yan Jun loves him! Have you seen the other side flower? It was burned before, and I heard that Yan Jun was afraid that he would be sad, so he planted another one for him..."

"Yan Jun treated him so well! If it were me, death would be worth it!"

Is it worth dying?There was once a boy who thought the same way. Later, although he didn't die, none of his blood relatives remained.

"Asheng! Follow me to a place!" Yan Jun took Liang Mengsheng's wrist and walked quickly all the way until he came to the scarlet sea of ​​flowers.

Yan Jun put his arms around Liang Mengsheng's waist, and he said, "Ah Sheng! Today is your birthday, and I'm giving you this piece of manjusawa, do you like it?"

Liang Mengsheng's eyes were cold, he broke away from Yan Jun's arms, and said, "Yan Jun! You made a mistake again, today is not Mengsheng's birthday! Yan Jun, are you thinking of another person through Mengsheng? Woolen cloth?"

Liang Mengsheng left, leaving Yan Jun alone in the sea of ​​flowers. For a long time, I saw Yan Jun's thin lips bent: "A Sheng, have you really lost your memory?"

The days passed, and the story of Yan Jun summoning him every day spread throughout the underworld, and everything became a little different. There were many more ghosts sitting with him before the third life, and everyone was so crowded that they almost stuck together One piece!

"Girl, look, since he came, Yan Jun has never been to the girl's place again! Girl, you can't let him continue to be so arrogant!"

Jing'er looked at Liang Mengsheng from a distance, moved her overlapping fingers, and then showed an unfathomable smile.