Chapter 100 Meng Hongxuan.

8days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
He realized that the aura of the visitor was extremely powerful, and Wenren Lingse immediately controlled the embroidery building and stopped. The next moment, the figure had already appeared in front of the embroidery building. His colorful clothes were graceful and graceful, standing in the air, like a goddess in the sky.

Wenren Lingse's divine thoughts poked out of the embroidery building and quickly looked at the other person. This person had outstanding appearance, his cultivation was also in line with the Tao, his face was very strange, and there seemed to be a little dark in his aura. However, this darkness, as if his injury was healed, was constantly dissipating. However, the traces of Su Zhentian's martial arts were very obvious.

Moreover, with her eyesight, she could not tell whether the other party was in the middle stage of Hedao or the late stage of Hedao...

This should be a supreme elder who has been in seclusion for many years!

Thinking of this, Wenren Lingse immediately stood up, escaped from the embroidery building, and stood in the air, and said gently: Yàn Wenren Lingse in Xicheng, dare you ask fellow Taoist who is it?

The Suzhen Tianhe Dao nodded slightly and said calmly: Meng Hongxuan, Suzhen Tian Supreme Elder.

But I don’t know what kind of work is there for fellow Taoist Wenren to come to my sect?

When he heard that the other party was indeed the Supreme Elder Su Zhentian, Wenren Lingse immediately said: I have a disciple of the noble sect here who had fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect before and was about to send him back to Su Zhentian.

Since fellow Taoist is the Supreme Elder Su Zhentian, it is the same if you leave it to fellow Taoist care.

As he said that, Wenren Lingse took action and took Zhao Juanjuan out of the embroidery building, and delivered it to Meng Hongxuan with a gentle magic power.

Meng Hongxuan's divine thoughts swept over Zhao Juanjuan inch by inch, carefully checked the status of this junior. Seeing that he was not seriously injured, he nodded slightly and saluted Wenren Lingse and said: Thank you fellow Taoist for help!

I still have important things to do now. Next time, fellow Taoists come to my land. Please go to Su Zhentian and his party to let my sect talk about the friendship of the landlords.

Wenren Lingse shook his head and said: Fellow Taoist, we have always been in the same spirit as each other, this is a trivial matter.

Since fellow Taoist still has something to do, I will not disturb you and say goodbye!

So, after the two of them said a brief farewell, Meng Hongxuan took Zhao Juanjuan and flew forward.

Wenren Lingse returned to the embroidery building, changed direction, and changed direction to Yàn Xicheng.

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Hoshu.

Penthouse.

Pei Ling had just returned to the room, and his sleeves were gently brushing his robe, and in the incense burner, all the original incense was extinguished. In a blink of an eye, he had replaced it with a bitter and bitter aroma, quickly dispelling the original aura in the room.

At the same time, all the items in the entire cabin were packed up spontaneously, and they were as neat as new as they were.

He sat down on the cloud bed, without making any moves yet, and immediately felt a familiar breath and approached the Dharma boat quickly.

Pei Ling was slightly stunned. The next moment, a quiet and sweet voice spread throughout the Dharma Boat: Su Zhentian Meng Hongxuan, come to visit Pei Ling, the saint son of Chongming Sect!

Pei Ling immediately came to his senses. He saved three people in the third sect in the land of the creation of Yousu Tomb.

One is Su Xirou from Chongming Sect, the other is Huan Yunzhen from Han An Sword Sect, and the third is Su Zhentian's Hedao, Meng Hongxuan.

A few days ago, he contacted Si Hongqingyan and learned that Su Xirou had returned to the Su family in the Zishishi.

Now Meng Hongxuan has obviously returned to Su Zhentian.

But his war letter had just been sent to Su Zhentian. Meng Hongxuan came to find him at this time, but she didn't know what was going on...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said calmly: Senior, please come in.

As he said that, he thought about it and opened the protective array of the Dharma Boat.

Immediately afterwards, two clear and bright auras instantly escaped into the magic boat.

Meng Hong is wearing colorful clothes and gorgeous skirts, with flower branches on her arms, and beautiful eyebrows. She has a beautiful face, just like a flower forest with spring sunshine. She stands respectfully after falling behind, but she is a sweet-looking young girl with a lily bun tied up, swaying her steps, and a beautiful skirt. Her temperament is a bit innocence that is ignorant of the world, and she has a pure and innocent sense of temptation. It is Zhao Juanjuan who has just left the Dharma Boat.

At this time, Zhao Juanjuan was already awake and followed Meng Hongxuan with all her steps. She didn't remember anything and had no impression of the Dharma boat in front of her. She only knew that the strange senior of this sect in front of her saved her.

Now the other party brought her over, it is said that he is coming to meet Pei Ling's devil for a while.

At this time, several natural female cultivators dressed in cool clothes and half-skinned in snow walked up to the deck gracefully, and the oriole voice said: Master, please come and meet.

Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly and said in a plain tone: Lead the way.

The natural female cultivator's eyes were like silk, and her eyes quickly swept across her body, then fell on Zhao Juanjuan, and a meaningful look was immediately revealed.

Zhao Juanjuan was confused and didn't understand why. Before he could ask, he saw that the other party had turned his gaze away and twisted his waist to guide the way forward: Please, please!

Soon, the two were taken to the cabin on the top floor. The female cultivator of the Tiancai looked at Pei Ling affectionately. Seeing that he was indifferent, he regretted to leave.

On the main seat, Pei Ling looked at Zhao Juanjuan who had just been taken away by Wenren Lingse, and actually followed Meng Hongxuan. He immediately knew that Wenren Lingse, who had just left the Dharma Boat, had met Meng Hongxuan after a while!

However, Zhao Juanjuan has no memory on the Dharma Boat now, but he hasn't noticed anything at all...

When his mind was changing, Pei Ling immediately stood up and clasped his fists and said: Senior Meng!

Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly and then said directly: I came here this time to try something with you.

Pei Ling listened, his expression did not change at all.

Last time Wenren Lingse came over, he also made the same request.

The only difference is that the last time he challenged the Lord of Yàn Xicheng, but this time he challenged the Lord of Su Zhentian...

So Pei Ling said calmly: No problem.

This is the ultimate ruin of the sun, and it is deserted and deserted, so there is no need to worry about hurting the innocent.

Meng Hongxuan nodded and said: OK.

I immediately ordered Zhao Juanjuan to stay here for the time being and wait for this seat to come back.

Zhao Juanjuan hurriedly said: Yes!

The next moment, Meng Hongxuan and Pei Ling's figures disappeared at the same time.

Above the Dharma Boat, there was a vast sky, a figure with a mysterious shirt and a knife in his arms appeared at the same time, standing in the air, confronting the distance.

Immediately afterwards, Fazhou gradually retreated to the distance as Pei Ling ordered.

After the Dharma Boat flew out for a certain distance, Meng Hongxuan suddenly asked: Pei Ling, do you have to challenge me, Su Zhentian, and you cannot give in at all?

Pei Ling said: Not bad.

Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly and said slowly: In Yousu Tomb, I owe you a life.

Originally, I shouldn't have come to stop you this time.

But as the Supreme Elder of Su Zhentian, I am deeply cultivated by the sect and must plan for it.

Today, you and I must have a battle!

No matter what you win or lose in this battle, I will pay you back.

But if I win... I hope you can retreat.