Great Creator

In terms of the state of internal strength, Guan Meng is a master of the pinnacle of Houtian. Although she has not entered the state of innate, she can be called a genius in terms of her age. She could detect that Huang Si was also a martial arts master, but didn't know his specific realm, because Huang Si had never shot in front of her.

However, judging from the decree of the Great Demon God, it shouldn't be an ordinary person.

It's just that I don't know if it is congenital or acquired.

Had it not been for the compulsory order, Guan Meng would have had a fight with Huang Si to see his level.

Now, I can only hold back.

However, anyway, Huang Si can be regarded as a master related to his own Demon Sect, and it seems that it is also beneficial to the Demon Sect. Guan Meng's sense of responsibility as a saint still prevails. She thought, it's better to complete the decree first and try not to conflict.

"Why do you eat so fast? Maybe you didn't eat at noon." Huang Si took away the ribs from the lotus root soup again.

Guan Meng glanced at him angrily, and squeezed out: "Yes."

The look in his eyes clearly meant "I'm sorry to ask you a question."

"Don't you go out to eat by yourself?"

"Didn't you let me work?"

Huang Si took the last ribs from the lotus root soup and fished it in the soup with chopsticks to see if there was any remaining. Although Terran’s cooking skills are not as good as Moxia’s food, this soup with ribs and lotus root is really delicious.

"So Guan Ming is very strange. I told him to take care of me. Since he won't come by himself, why don't you send more people over? Just let you work as a little girl. Doesn't he feel sorry for his daughter?"

Guan Meng naturally didn't notice the problem that the details in Huang Si's words and his father's statement were not in line with the number, but the content of this passage still caused a lot of impact on her.

"So you just wanted to find someone to do rough work?" Guan Meng couldn't help but ask the question she most wanted to know.

"Of course, Mo Xia doesn't want to go out to buy groceries. So all the work going out in the future will be yours."

Guan Meng's body froze, but she swallowed silently.

A **** knife quickly grew bigger in Mishui's field of vision, and then a brighter flash of light blocked the way.

The metal clash sounded sharply.

When a masked man in black tights jumped off the tree with a knife, Song Hong rushed over from behind the big tree beside him, and a sword intercepted the man in black's big knife.

Millet backed quickly and gave way to the two men.

In fact, Millet was armed with weapons, and the final note is also capable of fighting. There is nothing wrong with the two of them fighting the human race, but since Song Hong has followed them here, and actively helped deal with the killer, let Song Hong go to fight. chant.

After all, Song Hong was still stronger, and the battle was quickly divided. Song Hong pierced the man's throat with a sword and killed him on the spot.

The body of the man in black fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.

Mi Shui shouted at Song Hong dissatisfied: "Hey! Why did you kill people directly! I have to ask who instigated it!"

The final tone pulled her aside: "Wait, this person's state is not normal from the beginning, he smells of alcohol, he should be drunk."

Song Hong stood in place with a sword in his hand, a drop of blood dripping from the blade.

He is indeed a little bit conscious, but he at least knows that this woman who recognizes his master can never die.

Following all the way, until he saw someone hiding in the woods and attacked, he rushed forward without hesitation.

Now, he is trying to use internal force to force out the alcohol in his body.

After all, this matter is important, and he doesn't want to make a mistake.

As the internal force flowed, Song Hong's body was steaming, and the two of Millet and Final Voice hurriedly avoided far away.

"what to do?"

"Song Hong shouldn't do it on me. After all, I'm his master's friend. But I don't want to recognize him at all. It's very troublesome." Sui Shui muttered.

"Your partner is dead, you can't get the money anymore."

"To be precise, the three partners of the partners died, and Wang Bai, the owner of the Wang Family Booksellers, is still in Lihe City."

The next day.

"Why does it happen like this."

Millet sat in the carriage, hugging his legs.

The final tone leaned against her and said, "Actually, we still can beat Song Hong if we want to fight. You can completely prevent him from following."

Millet shook his head, "But now I think it seems good to have such a thug following, after all, there may be danger on the road."

She looked at the girl who was sitting in the corner of the carriage and shrank into a small ball.

"And there seems to be a surprise bonus."

Because Millet needed to go to Lihe City to investigate the truth about the killing of the man sent by the Wang Family Bookseller and to notify the partners of the incident, Song Hong forced to follow. As a result, the four of them were on the same road.

Song Hong drove the carriage, and Xiao Qiu and Mi Shui finally sat in the carriage of the carriage.

Xiao Qiu seemed very afraid of life, and when he entered the carriage, he sat silently in a corner far away from them.

Mi Shui only chatted with the final note at first, and after chatting, she finally couldn't help standing up and walking to Xiao Qiu.

Xiao Qiu shrank while holding the cloth bag.

Millet squatted down, pinched Xiao Qiu's face, and then turned his head to greet the final note.

"Ayin, look, it's really alike."

After all, the final tone was sent to the Demon World directly after the assignment, and had never seen Zhou Xia himself, but had seen Zhou Xia's photos in the daily messages sent by Xiao Ke.

So the final tone didn't respond much, but Song Hong outside the carriage shook his hand and hit the horse with his whip, causing the horse to scream and noisy, and the carriage bumped.

Millet also noticed Song Hong's movements, and couldn't help sighing: "Hey, why do you want to build a system of internal strength? It makes me talk like playing with fire. I don't know if Song Hong recognizes me."

Song Hong remained silent and drove the carriage, but several mistakes made by the carriage reflected his uneasy heart.

Millet and Final Voice always wear the veil, and they have not been removed, so Song Hong has never been able to see their looks. As for the sound, after so many years, Song Hong certainly can't remember it.

The four people on both sides are pregnant with ghosts, and are peaceful for the time being.

When the millet squeezed Xiao Qiu's face enough and sat back on the horizontal stool on the carriage, Xiao Qiu started to stare at them.

She stared at the two veiled strangers in front of her with her big eyes. After a long time, she finally spoke timidly:

"Two sisters, may I ask, do you know someone who looks very similar to me?"

Millet said with an "um".

"Then" Xiao Qiu bit her lower lip, and plucked up the courage to ask: "What is her name, how old is she, and where is she now?"

Millet did not answer her right away, but squinted her eyes for a moment before saying: "Little sister, you are Song Hong's apprentice. Are you asking these things your master taught you?"

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