C634 Purple Dance
C634 Purple Dance
Meng Yu took out the portrait and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen the woman in this painting? Or the Male Cultivator who looks like her?"
The orange-robed cultivator stared with wide eyes.
Female Cultivator was so beautiful.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But when he saw Meng Yu's sharp gaze, he quickly swallowed the words he was about to say.
"I, I didn't see it." He said honestly.
When he saw this kid take out the painting, he knew that the person in the painting must be someone close to that kid. Originally, he wanted to coax that person to say that he saw this girl on a mountain peak and tell him to quickly find her so that he could escape.
However, when he saw the sharp gaze of the boy, he knew that if his words were to be exposed, then he would definitely be the one to die.
Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly.
Meng Yu walked towards the other two and asked the same question.
The two didn't dare to make up any nonsense. They shook their heads and said that they hadn't seen it before.
Meng Yu was very disappointed.
He held the Icy Sword in his hand, but his eyes were filled with longing for his beautiful senior sister.
These few days, he had thought about it carefully. If he could find Xia Ting, she would definitely be able to gather many forces like Shi Qianru's Shi Family and Yi Xiao Man's Yi Family, who were still loyal to the Xia Imperial Family, to take revenge for her.
From the clues he found, Meng Yu and Xia Ting's enemies were all from the Donghe Family. It would be best if they could completely kill the Donghe Family.
"Senior."
Seeing Meng Yu holding his sword, the three of them were very nervous. Among them, the orange-robed Male Cultivator called out as if he had something to say.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
When the orange-robed Male Cultivator heard this, he said respectfully, "Senior, although I have never met the fairy in the portrait in your hand, I know that there are dozens of cultivators gathered on the forty-sixth summit. You can go there and take a look."
"Of course, other than the forty-sixth mountain peak, there are also a few other places where cultivators gather, but I don't know where they are."
Hearing his words, the other two echoed, "That's right, we've heard people say that they will go to the forty-sixth summit."
"What are we going to do there?" Meng Yu felt strange.
"I think we are going to exchange something." They said with uncertainty.
Meng Yu nodded. "The two of you can leave the ring behind and then get lost."
When the two kneeling Male Cultivator heard this, although he was unwilling, Meng Yu did not kill them, so after leaving the ring behind, he left in a hurry.
"What about me?" The orange-robed Male Cultivator was very uneasy.
"You? Get lost too."
This person didn't make a move before, so Meng Yu didn't make a fuss about it.
He did not think that Meng Yu would not take his ring!
He hurriedly thanked him and left.
After that, Meng Yu went to bombard the blood-red water droplet.
Fifteen minutes later.
The water droplet shattered.
There was actually a Heaven Lower Grade Sword inside, and it shone with a purple light. It was the one he had seen at Gu Wei's corpse.
At that time, when he approached, he did not notice that the sword was missing. It was actually here!
Meng Yu was stunned for a moment. He wanted to grab that sword.
However, this treasured sword suddenly flew up!
F * ck!
No wonder he found out that the sword was nowhere to be found. It turned out that it had its own thoughts and could run away!
How could Meng Yu let such a treasure escape so easily?
He waved the Wind-thunder Wings and flew towards the treasured sword.
The treasured sword let out a buzzing sound, as if it was unwilling to be used by someone.
Meng Yu kept chasing it, and only after an hour did he firmly grab it in his hand!
"You're really naughty!"
Meng Yu said happily.
The sword responded with a humming sound.
Its tone was full of disdain, and it was still struggling.
It seemed like it didn't want to be used by Meng Yu.
"No matter how mischievous you are, I will tear you apart and sell you as scrap metal!"
Meng Yu saw that the sword still wanted to escape and said fiercely.
He did not expect it to have such a miraculous effect!
"Wuwuwuwu..."
That treasured sword actually let out a sobbing sound.
Meng Yu was speechless and said, "Follow me from now on. I will definitely treat you well."
He knew that this treasured sword had already produced a 'Artifact Spirit', so it had some intelligence.
Seeing that the sword was willing to be used by him, Meng Yu immediately refined it and dripped a drop of blood to recognize it as his master.
When he squeezed out a drop of blood from his index finger and dripped it onto the purple sword, a little girl in a purple dress about seven or eight years old with bright eyes, white teeth, and two braids suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness.
The little girl raised her white jade-like face and said something.
Meng Yu was a little surprised. After listening for a while, he heard her naively say, "Big brother, you're only a Heavenly Dipper Satge Cultivation Level. I was looking for a Mid Golden Core Stage warrior."
Meng Yu said, "But I will also break through to the Golden Core Stage in the future."
"That's different. When you break through to the Golden Core Stage, he might have already broken through to the God Sea Stage."
The little girl curled her lips and said.
Meng Yu said, "Then, how about I tear you into scrap metal and sell you?"
"Wuwuwu... Big brother, you're bullying me. "
She rubbed her big eyes and started crying.
Meng Yu was speechless when he saw her crying." It's my fault. Then can you tell big brother what your name is?"
"I want you to tell me first."
What a personality!
"My name is Meng Yu."
"This name is really old-fashioned." She spat.
He rolled his eyes.
Only then did the little girl say, "My name is Purple Dance."
As she spoke, the sword drew a purple ray of light in the air. The space actually nearly split apart!
Meng Yu had never seen a treasured sword that could easily cut open space...
"Brother Elder Brother Meng Yu, the Purple Dance consumes energy when talking to people. We need to rest now. Wake me up if you need anything."
The porcelain doll-like cute little girl said as she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"It really is a little girl, sleeping just like that..."
Meng Yu also flew up.
It was a day's journey away from the 46th mountain peak.
Along the way, Meng Yu also took the opportunity to absorb the Source Energy stones.
They were all water attributed, and the water attributed energy stone stele in his body only had a third of its original volume left before it could be ignited!
Finally, it was the 46th peak.
Meng Yu became nervous. He did not know if he could see Xia Ting here.
The top of the mountain was at the edge of a cliff.
"Beauty, you have been staying like this for two days. Aren't you tired?"
"Yeah, it's better to be our Dao Companion, it's more comfortable"
A few Male Cultivator surrounded an extremely handsome "man" and tried to persuade him.
The handsome "man" was holding a sharp sword and aiming it at his throat.
This "man" was so beautiful that his eyes were filled with determination.
As long as those five Male Cultivator took a step forward, "he" would split his own head in half.
While those people were talking, "he" ignored them. His bright little lips were tightly pursed.
If one looked carefully, one would find that this "man" did not have an Adam's apple. His chest was also extremely plump, and his butt was very perky.
As long as one was not blind, one would be able to tell that it was a beautiful woman disguised as a man.
When those people saw such a beauty dressed in men's clothing, greed appeared in their eyes.
"Li Feng, Ma Dajin, let's attack together. Even if she wants to cut off her head, we have to think of a way to install that head back onto the corpse and then turn her into a bed puppet!"
"If we wait any longer and someone else comes to find us and snatch it from us, we won't be able to get anything!"
"Now, let's charge forward and kill her. It would be best if we could snatch her treasured sword. If not, even if she dies, we can't let go of such a rare beauty!"
One of Triangular Eye and Male Cultivator coveted her beauty. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he transmitted his voice to the others.