Chapter 191 The Old Man

The monk surnamed Lu frowned, recalled for a moment, and said, "This person is wearing a green shirt and looks like a gentle and elegant scholar."

After a short pause, the cultivator surnamed Lu had a resentful expression on his face and complained: "The results are all deceptive! Who would have thought that this weak scholar is extremely powerful, and it is so terrifying when he makes a move."

Hearing this, Shen Mengqi's heart moved.

A familiar figure flashed in her mind.

For four years, this figure has been buried deep in her memory, almost forgotten.

It was only recently that he returned to his hometown, which brought back some childhood memories, which added a bit of melancholy.

After listening to Junior Brother Lu's description, it seemed that the person Shen Mengqi immediately thought of was Su Zimo.

But in an instant, Shen Mengqi smiled again, shook her head, and denied her thoughts.

This idea is really absurd.

Su Zimo doesn't even have spiritual roots, so how can he cultivate and possess such a powerful power?

Shen Mengqi never regretted her original decision. Even if she did it again, she would choose to leave Su Zimo, leave Pingyang Town, and follow Master Canglang to step into practice.

After four years of practice, she became more and more sure of one thing.

That is, with the passage of time, the gap between her and Su Zimo will get bigger and bigger, until there is no possibility of any intersection.

"Let's go, go to the palace, I want to see who is blind, dare to hurt my monk in Bixia Palace!"

Xu You's voice pulled Shen Mengqi back from her messy thoughts.

Shen Mengqi frowned and said, "Senior Brother Xu, this person's cultivation realm is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but he has the strength to defeat the late Foundation Establishment stage, so we shouldn't be careless."

"Um."

Xu You smiled and said, "Junior sister, don't worry, I'm free. According to Junior Brother Lu's description, this person should have mastered a superior spiritual technique, and it was with this kind of spiritual technique that they suppressed Liang Hao."

Shen Mengqi nodded.

"But the more superior the spiritual technique is, the more spiritual power it consumes."

Xu You sneered slightly and continued: "If I expected it well, the spiritual power in this person's body has been exhausted now, and it will not recover much for a while, it is the weakest time!"

"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Sister Shen, it's not too late, let's go now."

"Um."

Three sword lights lifted off, Shen Mengqi carried Shen Nan, and galloped towards the palace with Xu You and the monk surnamed Lu.

...

Soon, Xu You and the four Yujian came to the door of King Yan's palace, and the door was open.

From the outside, Liang Hao, Liu Hongyi and several other monks from Bixia Palace were all kneeling on the ground, their heads lowered.

Since the four of them were holding their swords in the air, they were condescending and could not see anyone else in the hall.

The four Xu You withdrew the flying swords, descended on the door of the main hall, and looked around.

At first glance, the four of them saw a calm man sitting in the middle, but a middle-aged man with white hair.

Of course, the most obvious feature of this person is the slanted scar on his cheek, which is so terrifying that it almost split his entire face in half!

Seeing Su Hong, Shen Mengqi felt a little emotion in her heart.

Of course she knew Su Hong, but was not impressed.

Although the person in front of him has become the king of a country and has a high position, but compared with her, his status and strength are also far from each other, like a cloud of mud.

Su Hong was slightly startled when he saw Shen Mengqi.

"The girl of the Shen family?"

After not seeing him for four years, he could hardly recognize the gentle and simple girl back then.

In Shen Mengqi's body, he could clearly feel a kind of indifference that refused to let others.

As a cultivator, Su Hong did not feel such indifference on Su Zimo's body.

At this moment, Su Hong suddenly felt fortunate.

Fortunately, Shen Mengqi left her younger brother.

They were not the same kind of people.

Shen Mengqi's gaze staggered after a slight pause on Su Hong's face, and looked at the two people sitting beside him.

A man in a green shirt was sitting on a chair on the side of the main hall, facing the entrance sideways. He was leisurely sipping the fragrant tea that had just been brewed and was still steaming with a calm expression.

Seeing the man in the blue shirt, Shen Mengqi was stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning, her delicate body trembled slightly.

Shen Mengqi shook her head gently, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes were full of disbelief, she only felt that her mind was blank.

Although only a profile.

Although we haven't seen each other for four years.

Although this person has matured a lot.

But Shen Mengqi still recognized him immediately.

If it were normal, Xu You would definitely find out that Shen Mengqi was different.

But at this time, all his attention was drawn to the girl in the pink skirt sitting under the man in the blue shirt, and he almost forgot where he was.

The girl in the pink skirt looked at him with a smile, her eyes curved into crescent moons, as if full of tenderness.

"what!"

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation in the hall.

Shen Nan obviously recognized the identity of the man in the blue shirt, and his expression changed.

Back then, this person was holding a long knife in the Zhao family's compound and fighting bloody battles, which left a deep impression on Shen Nan!

This has almost become his dream, lingering.

Although Xu You and Shen Mengqi were standing beside him, the fear from the depths of his memory still frightened Shen Nan to a pale face and exclaimed.

The exclamation was somewhat familiar.

It was only then that Su Zimo slowly put down the teacup in his hand, looked sideways slightly, and looked at the entrance.

Four eyes facing each other.

For a moment, it seems that the space has changed and the years have gone backwards.

Scene after scene, passing by before his eyes, gradually dissipated.

For a long time, speechless.

Shen Mengqi looked complicated.

Su Zimo was slightly stunned, but soon his eyes returned to calm.

From the moment he stepped into practice, Su Zimo knew that he and Shen Mengqi would meet again.

But I didn't expect that it would be such an occasion, it would be today.

Four years ago, when Shen Mengqi decided to leave, Su Zimo suffered a huge blow, the kind of piercing pain I still remember to this day.

If it wasn't for Dieyue's appearance, it would be very difficult for him to get out of that difficulty in a short time.

Su Zimo thought that in his heart, he was full of resentment towards Shen Mengqi.

He even imagined that if the two met again, he would stand in front of Shen Mengqi and proudly tell her that your world is nothing special!

But not as expected.

Goodbye Shen Mengqi, Su Zimo is very calm, even a little light.

Before he knew it, Shen Mengqi had become a passer-by in his life, the most common old friend.

At this time, Shen Mengqi's heart filled with all kinds of tastes, and her mouth was bitter.

Not seen for four years.

He didn't seem to have changed much, but he was still wearing a blue shirt, with a bookish air all over his body.

But Shen Mengqi had just used the spirit peeping technique, and she could naturally see that Su Zimo was already a cultivator.

Rather, he is still a mid-foundation cultivator!

How could this be?

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little weird.

Many disciples of Bixia Palace knelt on the ground, miserable and puzzled.

Senior Sister Shen stepped into the main hall, and when she saw the monk in the blue shirt, she became a little nervous, and she didn't know why.

Senior Brother Xu did the same, staring at the girl in pink.

No one cares about them at all.

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