Xiao Tingyun heard Meng Xueli's words, his breath stuck in his chest, and he coughed again and again.
Meng Xueli saw that it was okay. After Dingyun came to Changchun Peak, his cough almost recovered, but now he coughed again. He is confident that he can successfully break through the realm before the enemy arrives, and retreat from the enemy with ease, but he is still too careless. Meng Xueli thought regretfully.
He rushed out of the patio with "Baiyin Baidai" in his hand, and landed in front of Xiao Tingyun. His heart was full of eyes, but his face was pale, his face was pale, and he covered his lips and coughed. There was no Zhou who broke through a forest and fell to the ground several dozen feet away. Surname worship.
Ji Xiao smiled and comforted the worried and angry little Taoist companion: "I'm fine."
Meng Xueli: "Go and recuperate, I'll deal with them!"
The atmosphere among the black cloaks was even heavier.
Deep in the dense forest on the hillside, the mournful cry of the worship of Zhou surnamed: "This is impossible! He is not Xiao Tingyun! He, he must also be a monster! Quickly, take them all together and hand them over to Dao Zun!"
The previous failure to hunt and kill the mirage was all because of a peacock demon. Yun Xuzi told Taiheng real person that Meng Xueli was not a lonely demon, and there was a helper by his side, a peacock. Legend has it that the peacock demon is good at changing and camouflaging, and just now Xiao Tingyun showed a magical method that surpassed his own realm. Zhou surnamed worship took it for granted that it was the peacock demon disguised as Xiao Tingyun, just to make himself underestimate the enemy. One attack.
He didn't know that since Meng Xueli started fighting, Que Xianming felt that fighting at this level was not interesting, so he didn't bother to watch the fight, so he ran to the stream and grilled fish with demon fire.
The disciples of the Zhou family received the order and rushed from the hillside to the patio.
Ning Wei did not issue orders, so everyone in Mingyue Lake watched from the sidelines.
Ning Wei is looking at the sky, there is a line in the sky.
Meng Xueli stopped in front of Xiao Tingyun, grabbed a spear, and flew three people in a row. He seemed to feel something when he swung the gun, and suddenly he looked up at the sky.
Lie Lie has long hair, the wind is surging, the sun disappears and appears, and the light and shadow on the ground change. However, no matter how fast the clouds moved, there was a cloud line in the sky that didn't move, it traversed most of the sky, like a meteor streaking across the clouds, riding on the clouds and falling into the sky.
Looking down from the end of the cloud line, the corresponding ground is the broken forest and giant pit that were overwhelmed by the worship of the Zhou surname.
There are no meteors during the day. This is a sword energy trajectory.
This sword track was like a thunderbolt, hitting Meng Xue's heart directly. The sword qi transforms into shape and hurts people from the air, which is definitely not something Xiao Tingyun can do with his current cultivation. He turned his head suddenly and looked at his apprentice in astonishment.
A crazy idea quickly took shape in his mind.
Ji Xiao asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Meng Xueli staggered his eyes and danced wildly with his gun, but his eyes were slightly moist.
He didn't dare to think deeply, lest it be a phantom dream
- "Ji Xiao is really not dead, he is still alive in the world, silently guarding me and Tingyun."
The sword track in the sky gradually disappeared, and the young monks meditating in the spectator circle gradually woke up from the state of meditation.
These normally proud and confident young geniuses, after seeing the gap between themselves and Meng Xueli and Xiao Tingyun in the past two days, after feeling a little depressed, they were more aroused by their competitive spirit. After sorting out and comprehending, the monks in the middle stage of barrier breaking are promoted to the late barrier breaking stage; those who have successfully broken barriers have reached the threshold of Theravada.
At this time, they are full of energy and harmonious atmosphere, and they are in the peak state, and they can fight across the border. When I opened my eyes and saw a group of black cloaks rushing towards the patio, I was shocked. I thought that these people were coming to the patio to fight in the arena. There were at most five or six people in the team in the secret realm. Where did so many people swarm up? There must be something wrong.
They watched Meng Xueli fight together, listened to Xiao Tingyun's puzzles, and discussed issues together. They had some kind of friendship with each other, so they rushed out of the spectator circle and flew into the battle situation.
"What kind of faction are you, why don't you line up?"
"Do you want to take advantage of people's danger, pick up a big leak, and wipe us out? What a sinister calculation!"
Soon, Meng Xueli was out of a fight. He thought that just as everyone had just made a breakthrough, it was the most suitable for loosening the muscles and bones and improving the actual combat level.
Various kinds of instruments flew in the sky, smoke and dust filled the air, and the light and shadow were dazzling, and various styles of moves were colorful.
The muffled sound of the explosion, the crisp sound of swords clashing, mixed with the sound of shouting from time to time.
One party shouted: "This Meng Xueli is not a human being, nor is Xiao Tingyun a human being, they are monsters, turned into human beings, and endangered the world! Let's capture it together!"
The other party shouted: "Don't talk about those useless, the king and Laozi have to line up!"
The two sides could not understand what the other side was shouting, and the battle was inextricable. The scene was very chaotic for a time.
The elders of the Zhou family were even more puzzled, how could these young monks become so difficult? Also, what line are you going to line up
Ning Wei ordered several Mingyue Lake Xiaocheng realm powerhouses: "Go and try that circle."
The spectator circle drawn by Xiao Tingyun looked unremarkable. The disciples who came to fight with Meng Xueli thought it was to gather the crowd and explain the battle situation.
At this time, the young disciples who were still in the state of meditation were still meditating in the circle, unaware of the turmoil in the outside world. The surrounding smoke and dust rose to the sky, and large pieces of earth and rocks fell off, crossed the circle, and were cut into pieces. Among them, those with the highest realm, such as Cui Jing and Jing Di, were originally only a thin line away from breaking through, and they were attacking the Theravada realm, which took longer than other disciples.
The enemy tried to break through the circle, but above the circle, there seemed to be an invisible blade, cutting everything at all times, whether it was an arm, half a sword, or a magic attack. For a time, the inside and outside of the circle turned into two worlds, stability and chaos, peace and blood, and the scene was extremely strange.
Several people in Mingyue Lake saw this kind of unpredictable and cruel means, and they couldn't help but shudder, and a hint of retreat was born in their hearts.
Many disciples who have been in the circle can freely enter and leave the viewing circle, advancing and retreating and defending, and the more they fight, the more courageous they are. After half a cup of tea, Cui Jing and Jing Di broke through one after another, and the pressure of the black cloaks increased sharply.
Zhou surnamed worship originally thought that the more people on his side, the higher the cultivation level. No matter how powerful Meng Xueli and Xiao Tingyun are, after all, there are only two people, and their fists are no match for four. And after explaining the situation, maybe these disciples will turn around to help capture Meng Xueli. But at the moment the chaos is out of control, and he is injured and unable to fight again. The boy from Mingyue Lake doesn't know what to think, and he refuses to do his best to help. The situation is extremely unsatisfactory. He had to order: "Retreat!"
A group of black cloaks did not reluctantly fight, and flew back to the mountains and forests. Ning Wei glanced at the sky for the last time, and where his eyes fell, the sword track had completely dissipated.
The fighting spirit of the young disciples was high, but Meng Xueli understood that they were able to repel the enemy this time, and it was all due to their single-mindedness. When this breath is let out, and when the opposite side calms down, it will show the suppression of the cultivation realm.
He shouted loudly, "Don't chase!"
The young disciples stopped when they heard Meng Xueli's voice. Compared with the unknown black cloak who suddenly appeared and shouted and killed, everyone trusted Meng Xueli and Xiao Tingyun who answered their questions, guarded the gate, and helped them break through.
Except for a few teammates of Jing Di, such as Song Qianyi and others who vaguely knew the cause, most of the disciples were at a loss despite having a good time. Gathering together at this time, recalling the details of the battle just now, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, and there are many discussions:
"What are they here for? It's not like the participating disciples, the voice is definitely not young..."
"The person who played against me was actually a Xiaocheng cultivator. I have never heard of this competition, which faction has a Xiaocheng disciple participating in the competition!"
"Someone among them shouted, calling themselves Elder Hanshan, hello, what's going on with you Hanshan?"
Cui Jing frowned and said, "I don't know."
Several Hanshan disciples present were also deeply puzzled by the fact that they did not know that Jingsi Valley had changed and that the sect had completely split. In the center, the sharp-minded person has some vague guesses, and his mood is getting heavier and heavier.
Ji Xiao shook his head helplessly: "There is no such elder in Hanshan."
Meng Xueli looked at him, Ji Xiao nodded, and gave Xiaodao Compan silent support.
So Meng Xueli summoned his disciples and said solemnly, "You have all seen that some people are violating the rules of the big competition. The situation is special, and this time the big competition cannot be carried out normally. Maybe some of you, listening to the elders of the division, said that in advance Leave, don't stay until the last three days..."
The crowd was in an uproar, and some sects looked at each other in disbelief.
"My master did say that."
"My master didn't say it, I don't know at all!"
"Actually, before our team came to the patio, we were teleporting the formation to the north. We found that the formation was invalid and we couldn't leave. We just heard Elder Meng shouting with the loudspeaker array, so we came here and wanted to see the excitement."
"What a strange thing! After I leave the secret realm, I must find out about this!"
Meng Xueli: "The safest way now is for everyone to gather together, don't disperse, and I will send everyone away. This is the secret realm opened by my Taoist companion. I know that there is a teleportation formation hidden in the central city, leading to the Export."
Someone suddenly said: "Elder Meng, you used the loudspeaker array to shout out the array for this matter?"
Meng Xueli smiled: "The solution is not good, but it works."
A group of mighty people set off towards the Central City Palace Group. Although something went wrong and the conspiracy behind it became apparent, a group of young people who had just won a happy victory, riding the urge to break through the realm, mostly thought that as long as they left the secret realm safely and exchanged information with the outside world, the natural truth would be revealed.
They thought that Meng Xueli would leave with them. Everyone ends the secret tour early.
The Jingdi team knew the most things and had the most complicated mood, and was silent all the way. Especially Jing Di, there was not a trace of joy in the breakthrough on his face.
When the group of stone palaces in the central city was revealed, Jing Di suddenly said:
"The grace of giving advice and the righteousness of guarding customs are unforgettable. No matter what the sect's position is, I will not meet Changchun Peak in this life."
He left enough leeway to speak. The Hanshan tree has deep roots and complicated factions, but there are only three people in Changchun Peak.
Song Qianyi said, "Me too."
The other disciples didn't understand the whole story, but they were grateful to Meng Xueli and Xiao Tingyun, and they all expressed their opinions - "I will never forget my kindness, and I will not meet Changchun Feng in battle."
Meng Xueli shook his head: "No, I hope you will forget everything in the secret realm after you go back, and practice hard."
The author has something to say: belated happy new year duck:
When Meng Xueli returned to the dormitory, Que Xianming chased after him and asked:
"How do you feel about the first face-to-face? What does the first boss of the whole server look like, did you take any pictures?"
Meng Xueli blushed, washed up in a hurry, got into the quilt, covered her head and didn't speak, and kept her autism in place during the live performance.
After a while, Que Xianming heard his muffled voice coming from the depths of the bed: "I'm cold."
Que Xianming was so curious that he scratched his heart: "Why is it cold? Is he really a dead fat man?"
Meng Xueli thought to himself, I behaved too badly today, my words were incoherent, maybe Xiao Tingyun was not willing to listen at all, he was barely keeping his demeanor, and still dissed me in his heart.
Suddenly the phone vibrated, Meng Xueli was overwhelmed, grabbed it and looked at it, it was just the weather forecast, and he couldn't help crying.
He clicked on Xiao Tingyun's x-letter chat box, feeling tangled, typed "Are you home, pay attention to safety on the road", deleted it, changed it to "Thank you for your care today", typed and deleted it, and finally sent it to the past. The cat's head tilted emoji.
Que Xianming looked at his teeth for a while: "You're cold."
On the other side, Hu Si urgently asked Xiao Tingyun about his first date, and after hearing it, he solemnly announced, "You're cold."
Xiao Tingyun didn't understand.
Hu Si: "What do you mean when you ask someone to meet and don't say anything the whole time? You have no next time, wait for your friend to be deleted."
Xiao Tingyun: "I don't know what to say. I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing. I want to hear what he has to say."
Hu Si: "Hurry up and make amends and send him a message!"
Xiao Tingyun picked up the phone and suddenly saw that "the other party is typing" was displayed on Meng Xueli's chat box.
He held the phone and waited for the other person to speak.
After waiting for a long time, he received an emoji saying, "Are you there yet?"
Xiao Tingyun typed: "It's here."
Meng Xueli jumped out of the quilt, shaking her shoulders first, "Back in seconds! I'm not cold!"
Qu Xianming was shaken and vomited by him.
Waiting for him to jump around, grab his phone and watch—
Xiao Tingyun: "Nice to meet you. Can we meet again in the future?"
Meng Xueli frantically rubbed the bird for a while, and then replied reservedly, "Okay."
"The King of Snow Mountain" was banned for a week because of its opening, and the live broadcast could not be continued. The fans of the little anchor were waiting to feed, and they posted on the forum in their spare time, madly laughing at his long colored hair.
"On the first day of saying goodbye to the King of Snow Mountain, I miss him!"
Meng Xueli also missed them. Logging on "Sword Out of Cold Mountain" every day has become his living habit. He doesn't play games and eats badly.
Seeing this, Que Xianming helped him register a trumpet. This time, the race was human, and the id was handed over to Meng Xueli, who was named "Ji Xiao Dao Companion".
Que Xianming: "Ouch!"
Meng Xueli had a trumpet, and happily opened the X letter to contact Ji Xiao: "Add me, add me, I'll change the account!" With a cute emoji.
His game characters stood by the stone bridge in Hanmen City, waiting for Ji Xiao to be sent from Hanshan Sword.
Ji Xiao boarded the game, saw Meng Xueli's id, and smiled knowingly.
Ji Xiao: "Are New Year's Day activities together?"
Ji Xiao Dao Companion: "Okay."
But his trumpet level is too low, Ji Xiao first brought him to upgrade his experience, ride the wind with his sword, and sway the whole map.
The forum quickly floated a red post: "Shock! The number one boss in the entire server is actually a scumbag. The "King of Snow Mountain" has been titled, and Sword Sovereign Jixiao has found another love! Only hear the new people laugh, not see the old people cry, many pictures of stone hammer! 》
The last picture is of the two taking over the New Year's Day couple's task at the "Top of the Snow Mountain".
Compared with the mighty and domineering image of the white-haired demon king of "The King of Snow Mountain", this human trumpet shaped by Qu Xianming according to his own aesthetics is simply a pitiful little white flower, and he also bears the id of "Ji Xiao Dao Companion", especially Eye-catching and hateful.
The forum exploded in an instant, and Jixiao fans, Xueshan Dawang fans, and Jixue CP fans fought each other.
"555 Ji Xue Fan is crying blindly! Yesterday he abused the dog, today he is stabbed!"
"CP fans don't have human rights, please shut up. To be reasonable, the king's actions are too showy. It must be the king who brings a plug-in too hot."
"Upstairs, Ji's Poisonous Wei, killing Matt is not the reason for the scumbag to cheat."
"Why are you a scumbag? It's just a Christmas mission, and it's nothing to do with it. Jianzun sees me, I'll do the next Spring Festival mission with me!"
Meng Xueli hadn't read the forum yet, and inexplicably received a lot of arena challenge books. Since he became famous, he has never been provoked like this, and he was full of fighting spirit.
He sent a private message to Ji Xiao: "Want to see me fight? I played well."
After he had played ten games in a row, Xiu Jiu was very happy, and when he saw Qu Xianming's private message, Meng Xueli suddenly realized: "No more fights, no more fights!"
He privately messaged Ji Xiao: "I'm going to start a live broadcast now and explain to my fans."
Ji Xiao: "Well."
Meng Xueli turned on the live broadcast and controlled "Ji Xiao Dao Companion" to turn around twice: "This is my trumpet."
Because of the relationship between "The King of Snow Mountain" and Ji Xiao, the audience in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed, and fans are frying again.
"It is so!"
"Dog abuse! Report it!"
Meng Xueli blushed slightly: "This is my Taoist companion."
Xiao Tingyun actually cooperated very well, causing Ji Xiao to turn around twice.
In the game screen, Ji Xiao Dao Lv and Ji Xiao stood on the patio of the central city and circled together.
Meng Xueli turned red from the tip of her ears to her neck: "I'm going to dinner with Taoist companions. I wish everyone a happy New Year's Day."
The fans did not agree and shouted that the King of Snow Mountain should not leave after school.
"I want to hear the voice of Jianzun!"
"Jianzun opens Mecca One!"
Ji Xiao sent an X message to Meng Xueli, and Meng Xueli listened to it happily, then turned up the volume and clicked open to the fans:
"happy New Year."