The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 385 Mengying Yixiang
Yun Ying comforted Feng Jing, then turned around and asked Cui Zun: "You just said that this place is very close to your Mu Xin?"

"Yo, you still remember this!" Cui Zun said angrily, and was about to answer, but Yun Ying heard Meng Ying groaning, as if she was about to wake up, and hurriedly turned to look at her.

Cui Zun's unspoken words were held back again, and he could only grit his teeth secretly in his heart.

Although Mengying was trapped in the yin and yang formation, she didn't suffer any serious injuries. The demon energy was intact, and the demon pill was not taken out, so she was able to wake up naturally after breaking free from the shackles and suppression.

Her eyes are different from ordinary people's, not black or amber, but a crystal clear and transparent purple.

The first time she saw Yun Ying, she was taken aback for a moment, and then became defensive again.But before all the emotions had time to materialize, she felt a breath that she had felt in the inheritance memory again, turned her head to look at Feng Jing, her eyes lit up slightly, and all the fear disappeared immediately.

Feng Jing was shocked by her juggling face-changing skills, and she didn't understand why she looked at him so directly, but Yun Ying understood better than him.

The members of the Mengying family are innocent and guilty, but they don't have many means of self-protection. In the catastrophe of genocide that was almost captured a few years ago, most of Mengying took refuge in the sect of the great demon to seek shelter. Save your life.

Presumably, in their inheritance memory, there is an unconditional worship and obedience to the big monster.

"Maybe you are born to attract children." Yun Ying joked.

In fact, the formed Mengying has a thousand-year cultivation base, but firstly, their consciousness is not very clear before they are promoted to be a demon king, and secondly, this Mengying really has a baby face, and the body shape is completely six. The appearance of a seven-year-old child, even knowing her origin, it is hard not to treat her like a child.

Feng Jing is not a person full of sympathy, she is very disgusted with Mengying's direct and pitiful gaze, and waved her hand at Mengying: "Don't look at me like that, I didn't save you, she did it, let her go !"

Mengying looked between the two suspiciously, discerning the aura between the two carefully, and noticed a certain aura on Yunying's body, her eyes widened in horror, but then her doubts appeared again, obviously it was the aura in front of her. The situation is confused.

Yunying saw her like this, obviously if she let her figure it out, her head would be a mess within ten days and half a month, so she went straight in and asked her if there was any way to cover up her demonic aura.

Although Mengying couldn't speak, she could clearly understand the monk's words. She nodded, closed her eyes, and was surrounded by purple light. After a while, the vaguely demonic aura was subdued.

Yunying nodded slightly. There is no race in this world that is so stupid as to expose itself to others and allow others to kill it without thinking of protecting itself. Although Mengying doesn't have much combat power, with this exquisite breath-holding technique, it is enough to Guarantee that the monk can't even touch the corner of her clothes.

Feng Jing asked her name again, Mengying thought for a while, then stretched out the palm of her left hand, the palm was filled with purple light, and two ancient tadpole characters were transformed.

Feng Jing was confused and felt that the words seemed familiar, and then she heard Yunying's voice suddenly realized: "Yixiang, your name is Yixiang, isn't it?"

Yixiang nodded excitedly, and the look in Yunying's eyes became less defensive and more excited.

(End of this chapter)