Myriad Dao Sword Venerable

The eighth hundred 70 three chapters Meng’er or Mengxi?
Yan Changfeng stepped back in midair and looked at Su Meng’er, and there was a surge of anger in the Pupils.
He shook his head hard and couldn’t believe the scene.
Looking at Su Meng’er’s expression, Yan Changfeng felt more and more familiar in his heart. At the moment Su Meng’er, he saw the shadow of another person.
A person who should not be present.
Tang Mengxi !
Although, the shadow in front of him is still the face of the little servant girl, Su Meng’er, who is waiting for him at the moment, but at this moment, Su Meng’er shows the temperament and expression, but it is deep in the memory of Yan Changfeng. The silhouette of the Tao loves and hates overlap.
There is also a piece of past history that Su Meng’er has counted. Every word, every word, is just just like a blue sky, and it sounds in the heart of Yan Changfeng.
“Don… Dream Creek?”
“Impossible, you… how could you be Tang Mengxi?”
Yan Changfeng shook his head and walked back, feeling that it was too illusory.
“Fantasy? Who! Who is here to make a magical array, who?”
“Give me out!”
Yan Changfeng roared, the whole body of strength was ascending, all around Void continued to collapse.
An invisible air wave centered on Yan Changfeng, moved towards all around, and set off a bloody wave.
Space crashes and Space-Time is distorted.
Nine Heavens currently winning.
Yan Changfeng moved towards all around Void, playing several Divine Ability and smashing the sky.
Looking at Yan Changfeng’s crazy move, Su Meng’er couldn’t help but shed two lines of tears.
“Changfeng ……”
“hu hu ……”
Yan Changfeng sighed and sighed, and long hair was scattered, and it took a long time to return to calm.
All this is not a fantasy.
Really she…
But why, she will become Su Meng’er, protecting on her side?
At the same time, he thought of the hail he saw in the Lesser Clear Sword Faction Ancestral Master mausoleum, which is just Meng Mengxi.
But… what happened in front of me?
Yan Changfeng felt a mess in his mind.
“Changfeng, I know you hate me, but… things are not what you think.”
Su Meng’er sounds a little trembling.
Yan Changfeng took a deep breath and calmed down.
“You really are Tang Mengxi?”
Yan Changfeng stares at Su Meng’er, Su Meng’er in front of him, and perfectly blends with the shadow in his memory.
“If you are Tang Mengxi, why do you turn into Su Meng’er?”
Yan Changfeng asked, there are many doubts in my heart.
He didn’t think of it anyway. When Su Meng’er left a message to find the lost memory, wasn’t the memory she lost was the memory of Tang Mengxi?
“Changfeng, many things, not as you know, I know, you must still hate me for the things of the year, but I have never betrayed you.”
See Yan Changfeng calm down, Su Meng’er takes a deep breath.
Yan Changfeng was silent, and the message of father Yan Nantian emerged in his mind.
In the message left by Yan Nantian, I have repeatedly mentioned that he should not hate Tang Family, let alone hate Tang Mengxi.
This also makes Yan Changfeng feel the unusual things.
Just then, there was a strong breath approaching in the distance.
Yan Changfeng flashed, and the big sleeves rolled up Su Meng’er directly.
“Leave here first.”
“go!”
Yan Changfeng rolled up Su Meng’er and turned it into a sword light, tearing Space-Time, and instantly disappeared into it and disappeared.
Just after Yan Changfeng left, Void oscillated, and a silhouette emerged from Void, and the breath of the body was breathtaking.
It is the eighth-ranked Zhang Shu in the Top Ten Expert of Profound Heaven Sword Sect.
He is also the brother of Zhang Yi, who was killed by Yan Changfeng.
“Feng Wuchen, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, this Seat will kill you!”
Zhang Shupupils broke out in the cold, killing intent.
He flashed his body and once again fell into Space-Time, moving towards Yan Changfeng and chasing away.
Yan Changfeng felt the Zhang Shu pursued behind him.
Originally, after learning that Su Meng’er turned out to be Tang Mengxi, Yan Changfeng did not want to play against Zhang Shu at this moment, just wanted to know the truth of a thousand years ago as soon as possible.
But behind him, Zhang did not know what Divine Ability was used, and he even locked his breath, and he couldn’t get rid of it all the way.
Space-Time Slightly shaken, Yan Changfeng’s Spirit Martial Ring flashed from Space-Time and fell into a calm lake.
Yan Changfeng and Su Meng’er, both in shape, appeared in Spirit Martial World.
“Ok?”
After the interest rate, the Space-Time turbulence, set off a circle of water ripples, Zhang Shu from which to go out, look gloomy.
“My Promise Tracking, I will lose my goal. This person is not simple, but I dare to do it against my Profound Heaven Sword Sect. The ends of the earth have no hiding place!”
Zhang Shupupils flashed in the cold, searched nearby and eventually unwilling to leave.
In Spirit Martial World, Yan Changfeng looks at Su Meng’er.
“Say it.”
Yan Changfeng took a deep breath and had too many doubts about it.
Su Meng’er gently daggers and tells the story of the past.
“Killing you is to protect you. This is Uncle Yan, and my father, protection for you and me.”
“I father?”
Yan Changfeng blinked and stared at Su Meng’er, but he was shocked: “What do you mean, is this my father’s idea?”
Su Meng’er nodded.
Yan Changfeng stared at Su Meng’er for a long time, and finally did not say much.
“During your retreat, Uncle Yan calculated that Heaven and Earth will change, and you and I will have a disaster.”
“The source of the disaster is the Innate platform on your body, that is your associated Dao Seed, and my Innate Supreme Treasure, Jade Cane.”
“Innate Road?”
Yan Changfeng’s gaze: “You said my companion Dao Seed, is the Innate road? And, you have Innate Supreme Treasure?”
“Yes, the Innate platform is the core of the Twelve Great Innate Supreme Treasures. With the Innate platform, you can collect Twelve Great Innate Supreme Treasures for your own use.”
Su Meng’er spoke out the secret of Seven-Colored Dao Lotus in Yan Changfeng Sea of ​​Conscioussness.
“This secret, I also heard from Uncle Yan.”
Saying this, Su Meng’er thought, a verdant vine emerged from her Sea of ​​Conscioussness.
Immediately, the Seven-Colored Dao Lotus in the Yan Changfeng Sea of ​​Conscioussness vibrates and flows out of the road. At the same time, the fourth rune that has been condensed in the Seven-Colored Dao Lotus flashes and will rush out of the Sea of ​​Conscioussness. To that jade fairy vine.
Yan Changfeng flashed, forcing the fourth rune in the Sea of ​​Conscioussness.
“Retract it.”
Yan Changfeng started talking.
“You are not?”
Su Meng’er has not been recovered.
Yan Changfeng took a deep breath: “Continue to talk about the past.”
Yan Changfeng’s hatred of Su Meng’er, or Tang Mengxi, has gradually dissipated.
In fact, as early as the Lesser Clear Sword Faction, when I saw the body of Tang Mengxi in the hail, the hatred in my heart had dissipated.
In addition to Father Yan Nantian’s message, he was repeatedly reminded to let him not hate Tang Mengxi, and now Tang Mengxi’s explanation, let him know that there may be many hidden secrets in the past, not the ones he saw. Like.