C1488 Ethereal Immortal Mountain
C1488 Ethereal Immortal Mountain
"Get lost for me!"
"This is an order!"
"Today, there is an enemy that I cannot defeat! "
Unexpectedly, Meng Yu immediately interrupted her loudly.
Since Fener had chosen Great General as her personal bodyguard, Great General had always given them a kind and friendly feeling. Although he was very dignified, he had never shouted at these female bodyguards.
So now that he shouted at her, Zeng Xiaosu started to suspect that this person was not the real Great General.
"Alright, I will immediately inform the An family and leave this place as soon as possible."
Zeng Xiaosu was a decisive person. She immediately informed those soldiers to come back and then walked towards the room of the three girls with her butt twisted.
The An family were all very frightened when they heard the news. They did not expect that there was still an enemy that Senior Meng Yu could not defeat.
Under Zeng Xiaosu and Du Yanyan's instructions, they did not dare to disturb Meng Yu and kept flying out.
Little Zi and the others were very reluctant to leave. Their beautiful eyes were full of worry, but they still obediently followed Zeng Xiaosu.
In Manzhu City, many people had also heard the news that a powerful cultivator had come. For a moment, it was chaotic, and they called for their friends to escape from the city.
The surrounding voices quieted down, and Meng Yu revealed a trace of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
He walked to the stone table in the courtyard and took out a bottle of "Acacia Wine" and drank it.
"A Acacia Wine is worth a thousand gold coins. If fate ends, don't be sad. Drink a mouthful and get drunk until now. ... "
That's right, the fate between him and Yaner was about to end, because he had met a cultivator who was even more terrifying than his Cultivation Level. He might die here today.
In the horizon, when the sunset completely hid in the clouds, there were still a few traces of multicolored light left on it.
Suddenly, a black-clothed youth floated out from the clouds.
His body was filled with powerful Dao Fate and a Fate Wheel was faintly visible on his back.
"Interesting. This kid didn't run away. How dare he wait for me here?"
The young man's lips curled up.
Whoosh.
His body suddenly disappeared from where he stood.
Meng Yu was drinking when he suddenly felt a blur in front of him. In an instant, a young man appeared in front of him.
"There's wine?"
"You want it?"
"Of course."
"If you're not afraid of the poison in the wine, do as you wish," Wang Yao said.
Meng Yu generously took out a pot of Acacia Wine and handed it over.
The black-clothed youth received it, opened the cork, and took a sip.
"Not bad, this wine is very tasty."
The youth praised.
"If you want to drink more, then drink more. Otherwise, after today, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink anymore in the future."
Meng Yu said in a light voice.
"Kid, you are very confident. How dare you not run away and provoke me like this?"
The corners of the black-clothed youth's mouth curled up.
Meng Yu smiled bitterly in his heart. His thousand soldiers were currently in some of the Xiaoqian World in the periphery of the Red Maple. It would take a few days for them to return here.
As for him, he had already been locked onto by the black-clothed youth's aura. Even if he wanted to escape, he would catch up to him in one or two days.
Therefore, rather than running away and exhausting his Yuan energy, he might as well wait here and fight to the death with the newcomer.
"I didn't expect you to come so quickly," Meng Yu said with a smile. "From the moment you locked onto me until now, it has only been half an hour. You are already drinking in front of me. If I escape, I won't be able to escape either."
"So, you decided to wait for your death here?"
The young man said sarcastically.
"Do I look like I'm waiting for death?"
"If you want to kill me, you'll have to ask my sword if it agrees."
Meng Yu casually poured himself a glass of wine and drank it.
The young man did not mind. "Since you are not letting me look around, tell me what kind of death do you want?"
Meng Yu said, "I should be the one asking you this question. Do you want your head to be cut off by me or your throat to die?"
The surroundings were very quiet. The entire Manzhu City was as quiet as a city of death.
There were beautiful flowers planted in this courtyard. The fragrance of flowers drifted in the air, and the night breeze gently blew past.
The two of them drank under the flowers. From time to time, they would laugh. They looked like good friends who had been apart for a long time.
But the content of their discussion was how to kill each other.
"Well, since you say so, let's see if I kill you or you kill me"
The youth also drank a glass of wine and said.
"Wait," Meng Yu poured a glass of wine for him and said, "May I know Senior's name? Why did you come all the way here to kill me?"
In the eyes of the young man, Meng Yu was already a dead man. Besides, he wasn't afraid of Young Master Mo at all, so he didn't mind that his origin was known by Meng Yu.
"My name is Wen Xiyan, I'm from Misty Mountain, a bumpkin. You should know what kind of place Misty Mountain is, right?"
A hint of ridicule appeared in Wen Xiyan's eyes.
Misty Mountain?
Meng Yu looked at him in surprise, "Isn't that the Immortal Mountain in some legends? It exists in reality? "
"You really are a bumpkin," Wen Xiyan sneered. "You don't even know this! There are many worlds surrounding the Misty Mountain, and your Lingkun is the most remote corner of the Misty Mountain."
Meng Yu was surprised.
In other words, there is a Misty Mountain outside the Lingkun?
However, when he met Tang Rou in the main hall of the Flame Peak, he saw an unusually vast starry sky. The area it covered was unimaginable.
In such a vast void, the Lingkun was standing there all alone.
In other words, the Misty Mountain was very far away from the Lingkun.
At the same time, he thought, could it be that his parents had gone to the Misty Mountain?
Other than his parents and Clansman of Ning Family, Jiao Ruxue, Ning Xilan, Ning Ximeng and Su Mingxuan should have gone there because Meng Yu had lost news of these people.
"Then why did you come from so far away to kill me?"
Meng Yu asked, puzzled.
"Hehe," Wen Xiyan said with a smile, "You have offended someone, and you have offended Young Sect Master, Young Master Mo of our sect. As for me, as his disciple, I naturally have to help him."
He leaned back and arrogantly placed his feet on the table, "I heard that Young Master Mo has taken a fancy to a beautiful girl, but she was crippled by you. Is that true?"
"You are talking about Ding Rongrong, right?"
Meng Yu smiled. "Yes. To tell you the truth, that Ding Rongrong's figure is too beautiful. She was even more mesmerizing. You can tell Young Master Mo, just say that Ding Rongrong's infatuation... usually carries some sobbing sounds that make one's blood boil."
As long as he could disgust Young Master Mo, Meng Yu would do it at all costs.
" Very well, after you die, I will tell him what you said. "
Wen Xiyan jumped up. A crystal ball appeared on his hand and recorded the scene just now. It quickly entered his ring.
In the next moment, his figure suddenly turned into a fog.
A Fate Wheel broke through the entire space and locked onto Meng Yu.
Meng Yu took a deep breath. He could feel the Dao Fate on his body disappearing.
What surprised him even more was that some of the Dao he had comprehended, such as the complete Great Dao of Sword, were missing in his memory.