"I am Chang Guanyu's dead soldier, the one who killed you."
The woman, who no longer had a veil to cover her pretty face, glanced at the shocking cuts on the wall and her heart skipped a beat, but that was all.
She knew that even if Fenxiang didn't scream, Meng Fan would not really kill him. she.
Because there was no murderous intent in the sword glow just now.
Only bone-deep shock But even so, her back was soaked with cold sweat.
If she hadn't met Meng Fan, she would never have imagined that she, who was already at the late stage of the fifth level of Tianzhuan, would be defeated by a person who was at the third level of Tianzhuan, and the defeat was without any suspense.
The opponent's almost overwhelming strength can kill him with just a wave of his hand.
Are all the previous hardships in vain?
"Death Warrior" After hearing what the woman said, Meng Fan pursed his lips, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
Once upon a time, in the place that was once called Huyang Temple, an old man asked him to protect a girl before he died.
Didn't he just want him to be the girl's death warrior?
How is that girl doing now?
Meng Fan curled his lips and murmured in his heart: "Moli, you must study hard.
Master will find time to visit you."
"Brother."
Seeing that Meng Fan was in a daze, Fenxiang called out and winked at him, as if she wanted to tell him something secret.
"Fennel, don't talk too much," the woman turned her head and scolded, her beautiful eyes filled with pain.
"You are indeed Sister Shaoyao."
A hint of surprise appeared on Fenxiang's pretty face.
An old friend who I thought was dead long ago.
Appeared here and now again.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
"Who is making noise here?"
It was at this time that a guard came over with a stern face, holding a long knife at his waist, and another guard stood at the end of the alley, also pressing his hand on the handle of the knife, not looking at anyone else. , just looking at Meng Fan intently, his eyes full of contempt.
Meng Fan knew these two guards.
When he teased Chang Guanyu in front of Zhou's house, these two guards were present.
They were officially responsible for patrolling this area.
Meng Fan was not surprised by their appearance and put away his sword.
Box, stand with arms crossed.
"You guys are fighting here?"
the guard who came over asked coldly.
"No, no."
Fenxiang put away the long sword in her hand, walked straight to the woman named Shaoyao, and took the woman's arm like best friends who live together every day, "My sister just saw a mouse.
It's probably a mutated rat with sharp teeth growing out of its mouth.
It's so scary."
"We are catching mice."
Fenxiang bent her beautiful eyes at the guard, "How about you help us catch them?"
"Mouse" the guard walked to a wall and touched a deep slash mark with his finger.
It seemed as if there was still a thrilling aura contained in it.
A look of fear appeared on his face.
He turned around and looked at Meng Fan.
At one glance, he wanted to embarrass Meng Fan, but he restrained all his thoughts and said, "Zhou Zibai, don't cause trouble here.
You have violated Qingqiu City's prohibition.
You will look good on me."
Meng Fan shrugged, looking indifferent.
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The guard looked deeply at Meng Fan, turned around and walked out of the alley.
At the same time, the woman named Shaoyao glanced at Meng Fan with a complicated look, took away Fenxiang's hand, swung her body out of the alley, and disappeared, leaving only the faint smell of women's body fragrance. .
"Tell me, who is she?"
Meng Fan raised his chin at Fenxiang.
"She has nothing to do with you."
Fenxiang intertwined her slender fingers on her chest, "But she also has something to do with you."
That year, everyone was young, and Qingqiu City was not as chaotic as it is now.
Zhou Zhibai met the woman named Shaoyao, and subtle feelings spread in his heart.
In order to get close to her, he endured his father's scolding, regardless of his face.
He followed Chang Guanyu, just to look at her a few more times.
The girl was so full of heart, how could she not know what he meant.
As spring passed and autumn came, she slowly accepted him.
But love in the world is always easy to hurt and break up.
She suddenly disappeared.
Even Chang Guanyu didn't know where she went.
They all thought that she had left Qingqiu City or died.
He didn't believe it.
Enduring the pain of heartbreak, he still followed Chang Guanyu, hoping to find out information about her and see her again.
The next time we meet, we will never separate, even if we leave Qingqiu City and fly away together.
I miss you for a long time.
The last farewell turned out to be an eternal farewell.
Until he was severely injured by a group of Chang Guanyu's powerful disciples, and died with hatred.
I never saw her again While Fenxiang was telling the story about his brother and the woman, Meng Fandun felt a vibration in his waist.
He lowered his eyes and saw that the identity token hanging on his waist was shaking again and again.
"Brother, she recognizes you."
A touch of sadness appeared on Fenxiang's pretty face, "But you don't recognize her."
Meng Fan frowned.
I didn't expect Zhou Zibai to have such a sad past.
"When I saw her face."
Fenxiang took a breath and whispered, "I knew it was her, and she would definitely not kill you, but you still started fighting, how could she become a regular person?
Guanyu is a dead soldier.
His master’s orders are like heaven and cannot be disobeyed.
You guys, hey, it’s so difficult.
It would be great if we could still be together.”
Fenxiang flattened her lips in distress.
But at the same time, another emotion emerged inexplicably in her heart.
Meng Fan just transformed into her brother, and he was not really related to his brother.
There was no need to bear his brother's past.
Isn't that okay?
Okay Meng Fan was just Meng Fan, her new brother now.
Thinking of this, she suddenly relaxed in her heart.
She raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Meng Fan secretly.
When she saw Meng Fan staring at him, as if he was guilty of committing a crime, her face suddenly turned red.
"Fennel," Meng Fan said in an old-fashioned manner, as if he had come before, "You know I have nothing to do with her at all.
If you see that sister named Shaoyao again, just tell her, no matter if she is a regular or not.
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If Guanyu’s dead warrior dares to trouble me again, I will definitely beat her to tears.”
"Oh."
Fenxiang nodded quickly, "I'll find a way to find her when I get back, and I'll tell her what you said.
Don't worry, bro."
Meng Fan patted his clothes, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Zhou's house.
Fenxiang looked at Meng Fan's back and whispered to herself: "Why are you pretending to be young and mature?
You are also eighteen years old now, hum."
After saying that, he took small steps and chased after Meng Fan.
Qingqiu City, Chang Family.
At noon, Chang Guanyu was in a good mood.
He placed several dishes and a bottle of wine in his room, and stood by the table while humming a tune.
From time to time, he would put a peanut into his mouth.
While chewing, he did not forget to look at the door.
Ruyi said: "As soon as Shaoyao takes action, Zhou Zibai will definitely die."
After waiting for a while, I didn't see the peony coming back, so I started to drink it comfortably.
Opposite him, a glass of wine and a pair of chopsticks were placed for Shaoyao.
After a while, he became drunk and blurred.
Between the light and darkness at the door, a beautiful figure appeared in his field of vision.
He hurriedly supported the table, stood up unsteadily, and asked urgently: "Is Zhou Zibai dead?"
The beautiful figure didn't say anything.
She walked directly to the table, grabbed a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then she rushed to the bed, breathed for a moment, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Her face was as beautiful as petals, with a look of pain, and the blood on her body was... , in the heart Chang Guanyu was stunned for a moment when he saw this: "You are injured, Zhou Jiaobai is not dead."
It was on this sunny afternoon that a vicious plan took root in this room. s: Fortunately, it’s not too late.
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