"Yanwutong is not the only clan behind the desolate clan."
Xiao Chengmo said slowly: "Hexi Yan Gongzi's name is not light in Baimo City."
Guan Xiaozhao wondered: "You mean he doesn't have to be afraid of the Wangchuan prefect?"
"What he meant," Gu Meng lit a new candle, and the moment the flames exploded against her cold face: "We saw him being beaten at the inn, and he was mostly directing and acting himself."
Guihai Mojun raised his calm gaze and looked at Gu Meng. He knew that as long as she revealed the clues to this wise female sister, she would be able to get a full picture quickly.
Sure enough, Gu Meng asked in the next sentence: "Then the Wangchuan prefect, did he really control the entire Wangchuan city?"
Guan Xiaozhao also widened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chengmo, while Guihai Mojun gently shook his head.
"Although I have left the city of Wangchuan for a long time, as far as I know, the so-called prefect of Wangchuan is a pawn who relies entirely on the disgusting devil."
Guan Xiaozhao felt a little bad. She had already heard that this was about Jiang Xinbai's special game, but she still didn't understand whether she was targeting the He Tian faction, and what the ultimate purpose was.
Gu Meng sneered: "We have stayed here for twelve hours, and what we have seen and heard is the scene of the Wangchuan prefect controlling the city overhead and disgusting the devil. If the facts are really the other way around, it can be seen that Xiaobai's view of Wangchuan City The control has reached a point—she can make everyone in this city obey her arrangements!"
But to Xiao Chengbao, at the moment of anger, her private address for Jiang's disgust is still "Xiao Bai."
So he used his gloomy eyes with a pretentiously deep expression, and induced: "Maybe you can guess what she is for. There is always only you in her heart. If you can look back at you for a moment, it will be the best on the stage. The complicated drama is also worth it."
But Gu Meng has obvious anger and sarcasm in her eyes: "How can you be genuine in your hypocrisy and conspiracy? It's just a means to prove that she is disgusted with the devil, look at my jokes—"
She closed her eyes, her voice filled with disappointment: "It seems that she said,'I will definitely appear on the Midu Bridge in seven days' time, and it is mostly a lie." Guan Xiaozhao said: "I will follow you this time. You came originally to resolve the resentment with her, so it seems superfluous... I have become a messy person, so I might as well leave Wangchuan City now, and save my emotions from affecting your mission. "
Guan Xiaozhao seldom saw Gu Meng's mood fluctuating so sharply, so he stopped talking wittyly. Xiao Chengpao added: "Wangchuan has a night curfew, and the city gate is only opened at the hour. If you want to leave, you have to wait until tomorrow."
In the middle of the night, there was heavy dew, about a bitter cold wind, and it passed over the roof tiles, and finally there was no trace.
At the second day of Chen, Guan Xiaozhao bid farewell to Gu Meng outside the city gate. The city of Wangchuan is full of flowers, but outside the city is a thousand miles barren. She did not intend to leave with Gu Meng—for the task assigned by Yu Jing, she confirmed Jiang Xinbai's wishes.
But two hundred miles outside the city, the disgusting demon lord intercepted him in front of Gu Meng.
She still smiled to herself, her hair unwrapped but she didn't look flustered. On the contrary, there was a sense of majesty: "Mrs. Gu Meng came to visit me forgotten Chuan City, why left in a hurry?"
Aunt dreamed of avoiding her, but obviously she couldn't find a way out from the hands of a strong fit. He half-closed his eyebrows and said: "I was originally a superfluous person, so naturally I want to go back where I came from."
"If you are a superfluous person, I will be a superfluous person."
Jiang Nianqing smiled lightly, as if he had no sense of the resistance and disgust of the person in front of him.
"After all, the meaning of my existence is you."
She has a pious tone, as if she worshipped a god; but her eyes were presumptuous, staring straight at the person in front of her, as if guarding a cage.
In Gu Meng's eyes, this is simply a frivolous remark!
The fists under the sleeves of the robe were clenched, but she also knew that her strength could not compete with her at all, and the He Tian faction could no longer engage with her.
But when she forced herself to press down on her shameful anger and raised her eyes to Jiang Xinbai, she found that she was very different from usual—
She looked paler, she was obviously a fit and powerful monk, but she looked a little shaky.
Gu Meng asked subconsciously: "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Jiang's irritating smile seemed to be fixed on his face: "As long as you don't leave... I'll be fine."
Before she finished her words, she coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood, stained the scarlet robe, and the trace quickly disappeared.
Gu Meng realized that her chest had been bleeding, but it was only because of the color of her clothes and her arrogant expression that the wound was secret and deep.
"Xiaobai!" Gu Meng thought that she was injured by fighting against others almost instantly, and said angrily and hate: "How can you leave Wangchuan City like you!"
After Jiang Xinbai left the Hetian faction, he almost became a reprint of Yi Hanzhi. His beauty was heard all over the world, and his enemies were everywhere. Leaving the defensive formation of Wangchuan City and her subordinates, he took care of the new cicada that had just evacuated, and handed the soft abdomen to the enemy's sword!
All of the new grudges and old grievances were all over for a while, she hurriedly took out the Gu Hongdan to stop Jiang's emotions from bleeding, and even the person leaned her head smoothly on her shoulders.
And it wasn't until she sent the disgusting Demon Lord back to the Wangchuan City Lord's Mansion that the Wangchuan prefect who had heard the news secretly told her why.
"The city lord is using her heart and blood to refine the Huanxin Dan." Juze Feng said with a bitter melon look: "Since you are the lord's master, I have to say it respectfully. But to be honest, I really don't like what the city lord is doing. These two people, if you want to be together, you have to be happy, like the city lord, who is unfathomable and awkward to talk, how long will you find that caring person?"
Just like the housekeeper serving the young young master in a high-door mansion, Juze Wind’s face was bitter and enmity, and he whispered: "I don’t disrespect the city lord, nor do I disrespect you, the master. Done? Every day, the wounds healed the first day will be cut open the next day, but I don’t think you will appreciate it."
"It's no wonder you, after all, no one is obligated to accept the kindness of others."
In the rumors of the city of Wangchuan, the prefect of Wangchuan is a fierce and highly skilled character, but now he looks like a nagging sour scholar, telling his worries and incomprehension.
In fact, Gu Meng didn't quite understand what Jiang Xinbai was thinking and what he wanted to do.
The production of Huanxin Pill requires the monks to infuse their heart and blood every day for half a month, and then add a ray of soul on the last day. And those who take Huanxin Pill are equivalent to swallowing the producer's cultivation base and blood. It's not that Gu Meng is passionate about herself, it's just the situation of the day, it goes without saying who she is for.
Gu Meng's old wounds have not been healed, and her failure to attack the gods has made her foundation deficiencies.
There was something complicated in her heart, which was unclear and unclear.
Jiang Xinbai in the inner room woke up a long time ago, but in fact she has never really been unconscious. The blood of the day-to-day life has indeed greatly harmed her cultivation and spirit, but it will not make her weak enough to be like a waste.
She didn't arrange to say that Juzewind, but she didn't stop it either. She just listened, hoping and fearing Gu Meng's reaction, whether she would feel half compassionate, or even feel her disgusting even more.
But Gu Meng didn't say a word. While this made her breathe a sigh of relief, she was also extremely disappointed.
It wasn't until the person opened the jeweled curtain and the clanging sounds mixed together that her bloody eyes were instantly brightened-at least she saw that Gu Meng did not hate or hate.
Does this mean that she is a little closer to this person
"You really don't have to be like this."
Gu Meng's tongue seemed to have wormwood pressed down, making every word of her extremely difficult: "Between you and me, there is no need to repay gratitude or complain."
"If people in the world can control their own minds, there will be no idiots and women, and the water will overflow the golden mountains." Jiang wailed his lips and walked off the couch.
The blood under her eyes seemed to be no trace, full of shining silver arrow flying fish.
She bowed down to Gu Meng, as devout as a mortal worshipping the snow mountain gods: "I have been sorry to Master for so many years. It was I who ruined Master Xiaoyao’s combined ceremony and ruined the reputation of the Hetian School. I personally ruined the friendship between master and apprentice."
Gu Meng leaned forward an inch, seeming to want to help her, but she stopped her footsteps again: "You... get up quickly."
She said, "I'm sorry... I didn't teach you well, and I didn't notice your abnormality earlier."
Jiang tired of a meal, slowly stood up, his body swayed imperceptibly, and he almost fell on the bookshelf beside him.
The monk moved so fast, Gu Meng directly supported her and pressed her to the ground, and blamed her disapprovingly: "What kind of temperament are you playing? It's not easy to rest in such a miserable situation!"
The Scarlet Lady pulled her sleeves, her wet eyes were like frightened little beasts, full of admiration: "Then don't you go, okay? You can blame me or scold me, anyway, I will go in six days. I'm crossing the bridge, and I don't know if I can come back... Even if the master is tired of me, he can just endure these few days.
Gu Meng was silent. In fact, what is the real reason for her to resent Xiaobai
The demonization killed Mo Hui on the day, betrayed and flees like a bereaved dog, because of her, and now in a high position to toss himself into this appearance is also for her.
Although Juze wind’s words are correct, no one is obliged to accept the kindness of others. But if it is said that the heart is not touched at all, it is really a lie.
The north wind turned, and the rare and gentle sunshine appeared in Wangchuan City today.
Xiao Chengbao didn't know how much Jiang Weiqing used the methods, and whether she could keep the person in her heart. He only knew that he had successfully retrieved Lord Lanyue’s soul from Jiang Weiqing, put it in a Spirit Gathering Orb, and was imprisoned by the Demon Lord for a thousand years.
He stared at the Gathering Orb with a gloomy face, but still unwillingly prepared to take it to Guan Xiaozhao.