The laughter and crying were sad.

Meng Xun, who had originally tried to hug Xiaoyin and ask Youyou to show mercy, was lost.

At this moment, Youyou finally said, "Why do you want to go back to the past?" A large emerald green bow was taken out by Youyou, and he didn't know how it was hidden in his robe, but it didn't seem strange. The arrow was placed on the bow, and the bowstring was already opened.

Meng Xun, who was lost, did not see these until the sound of the shaking bowstrings came into Meng Xun's ears. Meng Xun finally came back to his senses, looking stunned.

Xiaoyin snatched three long arrows, one penetrated the heart, one penetrated the throat, and one shot into the forehead. Youyou's most common attacks were the key points that even the entire species of the dead monster would be disintegrated.

On his face, he finally smiled and said in a very light tone, "Master Mad Gogh... I really want to, like in the past, I will always pester you to learn arrows, but I will never be able to learn well..."

Qi Ya's magic arrow released circles of rippling energy. Xiao Yin's body and the armor on his body gradually became dim. As the energy was exhausted, it finally turned into a thin shadow, and finally turned into a wisp of clear smoke and passed away with the wind.

Meng Xun stared at everything in a daze until the traces of smiles completely disappeared. Many years have passed since he first stepped into the Continent of the God of War and encountered people who changed their destiny in the frozen continent. If he had not encountered that man named Yiyu, his path today would have been completely different, including the strength he has now, the friends he has contacted... and so on.

After so many years of battle, I have seen many comrades who have become sub-gods but died and died in battle and disappeared, but there is no existence like a smile among them. They grew up from a weak point with themselves, and finally chose a similar path, and they fought side by side for many years.

Fighting has always been so cruel. Being a sub-god is a symbol of power, but it also means not to be defeated. Every sub-god has realized this from the beginning. After seeing so much, how long can it be lost if it is painful and sad? Meng Xun originally thought that he had already seen these things, but at this moment, he was angry.

Angry Meng Xun, the god-like sword in her hand, pointed at the Youyou who was ten steps away from the distance, and said with a rapid breathing, "You can really kill her? She is your disciple, your only disciple! She can't be your object at all. Even she herself already knew that she just wanted to be liberated. If Feng wanted to kill her, I have nothing to say today. She is really sorry for the lawlessness of what she did in the past!

But how can you kill her? She has been chasing you for a while since you put on your wings and always regards you as the most noble and great existence in your heart. Whatever she does is sorry for you, how can you do it... Even if you refuse to forgive her, so that she will no longer suffer, but you shouldn't be so heartless!"

"She was my apprentice!" Youyou's tone was still cold, and the words he spoke were so natural. Meng Xun was stunned instead. Xiaoyin was originally Youyou's apprentice. Youyou never claimed to have a breakup relationship with her master and apprentice, and Xiaoyin didn't.

‘She was originally my apprentice!’ The typical Youyou answered, but Mengxun realized it for the first time that it was very sad, for herself and for Xiaoyin. Yes, it was, Youyou never said it was no. Since that is the case, who gave it to the pain of Xiaoyin?

Xiaoyin needs liberation, either forgiveness and recognition, or forgot back to the past or perish. It is impossible to return to the past, and it is also impossible to forgive Xiaoyin. Mengxun also thinks so. Therefore, Mengxun understands Xiaoyin, and the only way she can choose to liberation is to perish. But...

"Why? Don't you know that Xiao Yin only wants to be liberated. What she desires most is not destruction, but your forgiveness. Since you think so in your heart, why don't you tell her? Why! If you say this to her, how could she choose to be destroyed by you?"

After the sad feeling, Meng Xun's anger aroused. The smile did not have to end like this, it was not necessary.

"She was my apprentice! What's there to say?"

The corpse king who had been watching silently at this time sneered and said, "Since she was Youyou's apprentice, what else should I say? Could it be that Youyou shouted loudly every day to announce: Xiaoyin is my apprentice! So? What are you doing in this way? Are you planning to avenge your comrades? Are you planning to challenge Youyou's bow?"

Meng Xunran was hoarse, and then said angrily, "Youyou! No matter what, I can't forgive you. A word can change this result, but you are silent! I have never hated and hated you so much, never! Aren't you ruthless? You don't even care about laughing, and I don't have much interaction with you. I pick up your bow and I want to challenge you!"

As he said that, the sword of the God Fu Bobiao flashing with seven-colored light had been raised and raised. Meng Xun made a battle stance, his eyes were filled with fearlessness and anger, and he stared at the terrifying person covered in a robe.

Youyou took a step, but turned around and moved in the two directions, and said in a cold tone, "I'm sick! Why do you beat me with a knife?"

The corpse king standing on one side laughed out loud, smiling happily, wearing a robe covering his unseen face, but his eyes clearly showed contempt and disdain, and shot towards Mengxun. This was ridiculous. A fellow held a god-giving wave blade in his hand, without the skillful exile skills, and tried to challenge the god-slaughtering Crazy You. There was not much more ridiculous than this kind of behavior that would inevitably seek death.

This is indeed funny. Not only did the corpse king laugh, but even the crowds around him laughed. Shamana and ridicule often bring anger to the recipient, whether it is manifested or not. But sometimes, it will make people feel sad, which can often bring back a conscious rationality.

Meng Xun was now regaining his rationality because of this natural ridicule. Meng Xun's eyes moved from Youyou to the God-Fun Wai Blade Sword in his hand. For a real sword, this was just a small knife. A fellow with the help of the god-slaughtering Crazy You challenged the god-slaughtering Crazy You with such a small knife?

This is ridiculous, Mengxun even thought it was ridiculous. When he looked up again, the two figures had already walked far away, but they were still not out of Mengxun's sight. Mengxun was a little hesitant and wanted to rush up like this, drink Youyou, or just rush up to attack. In any case, Mengxun believed that there was only one result, and that he would greet him must be Youyou's long green long arrow that had already been so amazing and was so fast that he could not dodge.

While hesitating, the two of them had already gone far away. Meng Xun's right arm, which was holding the sword of God's Fu, fell down dejectedly.

"These are all so-called friends or comrades you met in the past? They are so stupid and weak, but your own apprentice is so belittled and scolded by me. Why don't you refute at all?" The Corpse King said with almost nothing to say, encouraging a faint emotion.

"What's the point of fighting against a psychopath?"

The corpse king was silent and angry.

Destroy the climate change in the king's territory, which is complex and impermanent. Some areas are close to the Divine City, so they are very stable, while others are close to the dark forest... and those close to the frozen continent are often raining rains and lightning.

Xinming District belongs to the boundary close to the frozen continent.

Therefore, the downpour and thunder and lightning in the past two days did not make people in Xinming District feel uncomfortable at all, and they have long been used to it. However, not many people like this kind of weather. In this kind of weather, many businesses are extremely light, and there are far fewer passers-by than usual, and sometimes it may even cause additional losses to many people.

Therefore, this kind of weather is not liked by many people, and it is natural.

Yueminglou's business is naturally much lighter than usual. Although the main business has not been greatly affected, in fact, Yueminglou is much more lively in this weather than usual. There are always some people who are unwilling to stay at home, even if they are storms, they will invite a few close friends and friends to drink and enjoy the rain. Of course, most of them are just boring.

Those who live in Yueminglou were originally just people who needed to travel or buy. Naturally, they were unwilling to go out in this weather, but they were also unwilling to lock themselves up in their residence. Some people just paid money to invite people, to be precise, to be precise, to invite the beautiful women in Yueminglou to accompany them, but more of them chose to drink in the lobby of the restaurant building.

At this time, people gather in Yueming Tower will always be very interested in speaking and talk a lot, which will naturally make many people less bored and bored. Listening to fresh and interesting stories is much more interesting than being bored in the room.

The fifth floor, which is not open to many guests on weekdays, is also an exception today. In this kind of weather, many wealthy and powerful people in this area are never interested in running out, and the houses in which those people live are never boring. There is no need to run out at all. Even if there is, there are very few.

On the fifth floor, at this time, they still pickyly reject customers. Unless the boss can’t get over money, Yue Ming never get over money. As long as these people are willing to bear the particularly expensive expenses on the fifth floor, at this time, of course, they will not refuse customers. Not only will they not refuse, but they will also create an atmosphere so that guests can spend more money and gems because of boredom and atmosphere.

The simple method is of course a beautiful and moving woman, and a singing and dancing covered with a veil of hypocrisy.

The fifth floor is definitely not dull. If necessary, you can adjust the conversations and conversations between guests on the table on each floor below according to your wishes through hidden special metal pipes. This has never been a secret, and everyone who can enter the fifth floor knows it. Not only Yue Minglou does this, but many other restaurants do this.

The drinkers on the first floor were drinking and laughing loudly, and more people were listening silently. Occasionally, some people refuted or agreed to echoed, which immediately eliminated a lot of the barrier that was originally formed due to their strangeness to each other.
Chapter completed!