Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

The wilderness was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning rolled in these clouds. The gods took their generals to stand on the clouds, watching the samui true fire turning the wild grass into a more desolate land.

Headed by the Black Dragon, he took the barbarian generals and stood opposite the gods, killing the god's sword in his hands and glowing with cold light. His fingertips moved slightly, and the thick spiritual force rolled up to God on the ground.

Meng Haoqi stood under them at this moment, watching the two forces in the clouds coming and going. Constantly dead wild creatures turned into a white smoke and the wounded soldiers also fell from the cloud.

Meng Eqi wanted to stop and stop, but hit a transparent wall. She kept hitting her body, trying to find a gap.

"Don't bother," a male voice came from behind her: "Anyway, no matter how hard you try, he can't change the crime of killing God."

Meng 萋 turned back violently and saw a blurry white shadow standing behind her. She couldn't see clearly the other person's face, but the light from the person around him was quite familiar, but in his dream, Meng Yongqi couldn't remember who he was.

"who are you?"

The man smiled briskly: "Who am I? Why don't you ask yourself who you are."

"Me?" Meng Wanqi raised his head, "I am the priest of the reincarnation of the local government, Meng Po."

The man seemed to hear something very funny and laughed twice: "You are Meng Po, then who were you before you became a priest in the prefecture?"

"I am..." Meng Haoqi paused.

Yeah, who is she? Before she became Meng Po, who was she? From the time she was conscious, she kept the Naihe Bridge in the mansion. The records in the local government say that she was the **** born from the call to all things in the earth.

The man seemed to see her confusion, and he slowly walked towards Meng Yingqi: "Meng Po, your predecessor was one of the thousands of phoenixes raised by the Queen Mother of the West. Because of natural playfulness, he was black dragon in the wild Devoured, so that the golden body is not there now, only the spiritual consciousness. And your flesh is shaped by the anti-scale, which means that the next eternal life and eternal life, you have to rely on the black dragon to survive."

The man floated like a wandering soul, and raised Meng Eqi's chin with his fingertips, looking at her hesitant face with admiration, and his voice was confusing: "How selfish is the black dragon. Ruin your golden body and cultivation For, I will bind you to your side forever and ever.” He gently turned his wrist, forcing Meng Eqi to turn his head to see the rolling clouds and soldiers and ghosts: “You can’t go back to court because of him. Not only that, In the days after the wild, you will continue to be used by him, be his vassal, and be trapped in the dark place of the earth forever."

Rao was so close that he leaned, and Meng Haoqi could not see who he really was and what he looked like.

He only heard him continue to say: "In fact, you should have guessed it without me picking it out. Now you see the omnipotent Barbaric Emperor Venerable. It is the Lord Yan that you love and believe in the future. He took the barbaric and The court struggled to the point where he had to die. But in the end, why did he leave himself alone, took you to the prefecture, and erased your memory?"

The man’s voice was very slow and slow, and his voice gradually tightened Meng Eqi’s heart like a vine: "Because he abandoned all the wilderness, he willingly became a running dog of the emperor and betrayed all his faith. He was ranked in Xianban and ordered thousands. Yinbing, it's not awesome."

"Then why did he erase my memory?"

The man sneered: "Why? Naturally because the anti-scale has already merged with you, he is waiting for an opportunity."

"What time?"

The man refused to answer. He only stood opposite Meng Haqi and pointed to the demon who were still fighting above them: "Once the time is right, he will once again raise his troops to wage war against the world. Upside down, human order can no longer be maintained. The capital will encounter everything encountered in today's wilderness, history will repeat itself, and tragedy will repeat itself.

"The friends who used to accompany each other will be turned into ashes one by one, and the monsters who are usually like your loved ones will become Sheng Jiayan's stepping stones. All these things, Sheng Jiayan will not put it in your eyes, because you know he is cold-blooded , Ruthless, not to mention—"

"He will not sympathize with every piece of chess he has, and you are just one of them."

Meng Wanqi's thoughts were chaotic, and she didn't understand what he was doing, but she was deeply disturbed by the man's words in her heart. She pushed away the man violently, but her hand passed through his body.

The man was not annoyed, but only smiled: "Can you not believe me, but can’t you hear it? Even if it’s just a dream, do you think it’s fake because of the painful wailing from the wild creatures above your head? They are all family members who have been in relative misery with you. Have you been with Sheng Jiayan for a long time, and your heart has become as cold and as ruthless as his?"

Meng 萋's eyes were burning, and she felt something in her heart was about to peel from her body. She covered her forehead: "Don't do it anymore, don't do it anymore!"

There was a flame running around in the body, and the burning visceral pain of the five internal organs of Meng Eqi. Not only the heart but also the things are about to come out, and even fragments of memories begin to appear in the mind.

The man’s voice still bewitched: "Now you still have a chance to stop Sheng Jiayan from doing all this." He pointed to the boulder beside him: "Tear the seal on the stone, and the wild tragedy will not be staged in the prefecture. Sheng Jiayan is in you. Although the heart is important, don't the rest of the people in the house care about it? Meng Po, you have to think clearly."

Meng Eqi lying on the ground, trembling limbs because of pain. She raised her head hard and looked at a huge stone that appeared abruptly in front of her, with a red spell on it. The voice of the man continued to be induced by the side: "When the seal is lifted, Sheng Jiayan will never have the opportunity to return to the court. The local government will continue to be peaceful. You can still guard your side and be your carefree Mengpo. God."

Confused by Meng Eqi, he stood up and walked staggering toward the boulder. She slowly raised her palms over the boulder, and she could feel the spiritual flow in the stone.

The man floated behind her: "Today's destruction of this seal, Sheng Jiayan cannot order thousands of Yin soldiers to attack the court. In another sense, you saved his life."

Meng Eqi extended his arms and touched the spell attached to the top of the stone.

The soldiers and the barbaric generals continued to fall on top of her head. These wounded creatures were completely cleaned by the fire of Samadhi in the moment of landing. When the dream is real, Meng Eqi can hear everyone's wailing.

The man watched with satisfaction as she reached out to catch the spell, and the excitement hidden in his eyes could no longer be concealed. As long as Meng Eqi tears the spell, he can...

"Uh--"

The man stunned, looking down at his body split by spiritual force. His upper body and lower body were cut off by the waist, and the spirit was difficult to maintain, and gradually spread like smoke. He looked at Meng Eqi in disbelief, who was looking back at him coldly.

"Why do I believe in you? Even if all of you are true, Sheng Jiayan is not credible, and the spirit that emerges from you half the way makes it hard for me to believe. You want to manipulate me to achieve your purpose and dream. !"

The man slowly calmed down from the surprise. He did not expect that Meng Eqi in the dream still possessed spiritual power and could actually cut his consciousness in two. It doesn't matter if Meng Eqi doesn't believe him, as long as the seeds of doubt are buried in his heart, sooner or later the conflict will break out.

So the man stopped talking and looked at Meng Eqi's black hair lightly, his eyebrows with a unique beauty. If you look closely, this kind of beauty hides the shame that others can't get close to. There were burning fires around her, but these colors were not as good as the two rouge colors in the corners of her eyes.

After the man disappeared, Meng Eqi fell to the ground again. She throbbed violently in her chest, but there was no longer any feeling of something coming out. Before Meng Eqi's consciousness dissipated, she watched the figure of the black dragon in the dark clouds getting further and further away from her.

Meng Eqi gradually raised a question in his mind.

Could it have been such a catastrophe on the wild day?

When she woke up again, Sheng Jiayan was caressing her hair. His injured face was still bloodless, but he looked much better than before. Seeing that he was awake, Meng Wanqi stood up excitedly from the ground. As a result, he lay prone for too long, his feet were sore and fell into Sheng Jiayan's arms.

Sheng Jiayan hugged her unhurriedly. Rao Shimeng fell down and hit the wound on his body. He just frowned slightly, but smiled at the next moment: "So you like when I was injured Give it a hug."

Meng 萋 struggled to stand up: "I was sleeping too long! Not intentionally!"

Sheng Jiayan withdrew his hand, but said nothing. Meng Yuqi noticed sensitively that when Sheng Jiayan grabbed her just now, she used her uninjured left hand.

Did he know that his right hand was injured?

Meng Haoqi stunned, turned around and did not want Sheng Jiayan to see her suddenly dim eyes. But a glimpse of a hot bowl of porridge was on the table. She recovered, and Sheng Jiayan said lightly: "The couple who just brought it in."

Meng Wanqi passed over, scooped a spoonful in his mouth and blew it, and handed it to Sheng Jiayan's lips. The latter looked at her, and his eyes, painted like dots, gradually got a smile, and finally couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"Why are you laughing?"

Sheng Jiayan drank a spoonful of gruel in her hand, and then suppressed her smile: "Nothing."

Meng Haoqi squinted at him with a cheek bang and fed Sheng Jiayan once again: "A Yan, how should we go back? Your injuries can't be kept here forever, and if we don't go back for too long, my uncle and grandmother will both be anxious. of."

"Someone will pick us up after today." Sheng Jiayan drank the porridge and habitually touched the jade on the waist, but touched an empty space. He frowned: "Yu Pei lost?"

Meng 萋萋 oh, disapproved: "We temporarily live in someone else's home, there is no silver money on my body, I was anxious to ask him to find a middleman to save you, so I brought Yu Pei to him." Meng 萋見見Sheng Jiayan looks more and more uncomfortable, soothing: "I will find someone to call you a new one when I get back."