Chapter 83: Don’t die

Meng Chongguang puts the glutinous rice soup in his arms, his left hand cherishes his care, and his right hand is made of a dense combination of bicolor rattan. umbrella.
The rain is so mad and anxious, the people around are eager to rush, just care about themselves, there will be no thoughts to stretch a neck to see what is strange.
Looking at the appearance of the rain in this day, Meng Zhongguang is sure that Xu Xingzhi can't stand at home and will take an umbrella to pick himself up. At that time, as soon as I saw the brothers, I immediately removed the umbrella and drenched it. I would have a distressed heart according to my brother's temper. After I went back with an umbrella, he would take the opportunity to ask for help.
Thinking about this, Meng Zhongguang suddenly saw two figures coming face to face, one of them did not play an umbrella, and his faltering, like a very brother, another person followed, looking at the vagueness is also familiar.
Meng Zhongguang’s heart was sharp, and he still had his own thoughts on it. He grabbed it and saw that the person who was intoxicated and drenched was really Xu Xingzhi. His face suddenly changed and he reached out and put people in his arms. Move the umbrella all over his head: "Brother, what's wrong?"
One of Xu Xing’s roads came to my heart like a frying. Now, when I saw Meng Zhongguang, I immediately pulled my sleeves and tried to say:
Heavily, go back with me... Go back to Fengling! Fengling has an accident!

Meng Zhongguang’s light was condensed, and his hand was holding his wrist. Wen said:
How much is it, it’s worthwhile for the brothers to run outside without an umbrella? Let’s go home, wait for home, I’ll listen to my brother.

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Meng Zhongguang turned his head and stared at him. He was as a ghost.
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Xu Xingzhi has not noticed that the two of them look different. He is afraid that Meng Zhongguang can't figure out the situation. He will endure the smell from the throat and suffocate. He strongly explained: "The Jiuzhi lamp he took the magic road attack four. The door, the cool valley and Ying Tianchuan are both falling... there are small strings in the north and south, they..."
Meng Zhongguang caressed his back and injected the spiritual power slowly to keep the impotence of Xu Xingzhi's body.
However, for his eagerness, Meng Zhongguang did not respond positively: "... brother, let's go home first."
Xu Xingzhi: "..."
Xu Xingzhi only felt that he had grasped the hand of the person in front of him, but it seemed to have caught a handful of air, and his heart should be empty.
So he spread his hand and looked straight at Meng Zhongguang.
Meng Zhongguang was somewhat disturbed by him. Xu Xingzhi’s gaze is like a tangible thing, and he stabbed him with a fever.
"……you know?"
Meng Zhongguang’s attitude has clearly confirmed Xu Xingzhi’s conjecture. However, people sometimes feel bizarre. Even if he knows that there is a south wall, he still has a slap in the face:
Meng Chongguang You know that?"
The shackles of this half-month have emerged in the heart of Xu Xing.
- Meng Zhongguang suddenly bought a courtyard here, as if there is full confidence that Guangfu Jun will not come back to them.
Whenever he went out, Meng Zhongguang always asked himself if he had heard it. Did he hear any news?
...and the day when the snow dust is born...
These spider silks also seem to be suspected, and Xu Xingzhi’s heart has been woven into a net, and he is breathless.
After a long silence, Meng Zhongguang said very lightly: "Yes."
The net was shrouded in vain, and the spider lurking in the darkness smashed out and bit a piece of meat on the heart of Xu Xing.
In the rainy days, one of Xu Xing hit the door of Meng Zhongguang.
Meng Zhongguang was unprepared, and fell back a few steps later, falling down in the muddy streets.
The rattan umbrella that he had made in his palms was picked up and recovered. The original dumplings in the paper bowl and the smashed dumplings on the chest were turned over, and the hot marks were smashed from Meng Zhongguang.
Meng Zhongguang used his thumb to print the oozing lips. The thin blood color was quickly diluted by the rain, but he still stared at it for a long time.
. . . Even if he had made a mistake of being ridiculously absurd, the brothers had not been willing to move his half finger.
In the past, even if Xu Xingzhi poked his head, he could make him depressed in the first half of the sun, so the punch of the skull and face, Meng Zhongguang completely stunned.
"You know it early, why don't you tell me!?" Xu Xingzhi was so trembled that his eyes were flashing.
He is controlling himself from the moment he is alone, and he must vent his anger. Otherwise, he will not even surrender the people of this magical road.
Xu Xingzhi can't think of it anyway, and the person he has always trusted will actually hide it from him.
Small lights are also, heavy light is also...
Meng Zhongguang earned himself from the mud, and his eyes were hooked on Xu Xing's face: "How can you tell your brother? Is the brother to save? Is the brother saved four?"
Xu Xingzhi is discolored: "Meng Zhongguang? You-"
Meng Chongguang climbed up with half-length muddy water, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "I told my brother, the brothers will only be like this, to fight against the whole magic road with one's own body! What benefits can the brothers get?"
"Benefits?" Xu Xingzhi felt that his head and heartache were about to explode. "I was born in Fengling, and Fengling was a great virtue for me! Are you here to talk about benefits?!"
Meng Chongguang: "What kind of kindness is there, when they want to kill the brothers, it should be written off. The brothers don't owe anything to Fengling! We have to live comfortably, why bother to control them? Four doors have their own days of air transport, if you want Really dead, you can stop it with your brother!"
"I went to your mother's own days!" Xu Xingzhi violently drank, "Ming Meng, do you not go with me?"
The answer he got was silence and the rain of the sky.
Xu Xingzhi no longer has to pay more attention, and the eyes with the shocking brilliance swept over the face of Meng Zhongguang, and he turned away, and the wind swelled.
But when he was about to leave, one hand pulled his clothes from the back and screamed, "Sister..."
Xu Xingzhi thought that Meng Zhongguang was trying to figure it out. He was happy and returned: "Heavy..."
Meng Zhongguang pointed at the cheekbones of his right shoulder.
A year ago, the ratio of the Tianbang, Xu Xingzhi's right shoulder and sacrum was penetrated by the spiritual power, and it took a long time to heal. At this time, Meng Zhongguang added another blow. When Xu Xingzhi stood up, the pain was hard to soften, and Meng Zhongguang lived. Left hand, squatting down in the rain.
Xu Xingzhi’s beasts are also struggling, and the sewage is still ambiguously roaring:
Meng Zhongguang! What the are you doing?! Let me go!

In the past, he played with Xu Xingzhi. Meng Chongguang never made a heavy hand. However, this time he started his hand very heavy, almost suppressing him with the force of twisting Xu Xing's arm.
Xu Xingzhi's eyes are red: "You let me go!! I have to save the North!!"
"Have he saved you?" Meng Zhongguang angered and distressedly pressed Xu Xingzhi, who was on the verge of madness. "If it wasn't for me to go back to the mountain, who would save the brothers? Qu Chi? Is Wen Xuechen Zhou Beinan? They just watched Look!! Everyone is watching!"
Xu Xingzhi didn't want to listen to what Meng Zhongguang had said. He headed in the muddy water and sighed: "There are small strings! The little string is still pregnant. She grew up and grew up in Beinan. She can stand it. The bitterness of the wild!...and the snow dust, how can he get a small string in the hands of the magic road? I have to help him, I have to go-"
Meng Zhongguang blurted his mouth and said: "Where are you going?! Wen Xuechen is gone! The cool valley is gone!"
Xu Xingzhi suddenly stopped struggling.
The rain was poured on the back of Xu Xingzhi, as if it was poured on a hollow drum, and it was empty.
I noticed the abnormal silence of Xu Xing, and Meng Zhongguang’s heart was cold, and looked up slightly in a panic.
The four brows shook their heads tightly.
In order to avoid the excessive stimulation of Xu Xingzhi, the four said that Ying Tianchuan had fallen to the Magic Road and did not explicitly inform him that the Qinggu Valley was being slaughtered.
"...What happened to the snow dust?" After a long while, Xu Xingzhi’s back was against him and murmured,
...What is ‘cool valley gone?’

He struggled to turn his head and look at him. His eyelashes were stained with yellow muddy water, and he was suffering from pain, but he took a look at the sand with a glance of water, and mute to the fourth to prove: "...no?"
... can't stop.
The four people have to be honest: "I learned the news and rushed to the cool valley. It was already a few days after the Qingliang Valley accident. There was no blood in the air. When I was in the valley, in order to maintain the Fenggu big battle, my heart attack occurred. When the disciples found the abnormality, it was already late. His body was robbed by the magic road, he..."
His words were interrupted by a large spurt of blood from the lips of Xu Xing.
When the warmth splashed, Meng Chongguang was scared, and the heart was in a painful way to hold Xu Xingzhi into his arms: "Brother!! Brother--"
Xu Xingzhi could not hear what Meng Zhongguang was saying.
The sound of the wind and rain in his ears, only the sound of warm snow and dust layered on the floor.
- "Where is Fengling Xuxing?"
- "Hey, I am here."
- "Oh? Is it? It’s really scary now."
- "...when the strip is thrown into his face, you can win."
- "When you are warm, you are less harmful to me."
- "I want you to remember a little bit. People who are not the only way can't easily get along with each other. You have to remember this."
In the whisper of the magical obstacle, Xu Xingzhi thought that when he went to Tianchuan for the North and South, he used it for the sake of Wen Xuechen.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and there was no rain, and the lips and corners couldn’t help but bleed. Xu Xingzhi was picked up by Meng Zhongguang, who had faded on his face. His left hand hangs down, and the five-finger nails are turned over. He is ignorant, only half-open and half-eyed, thinking vaguely about his own thoughts.
Bring Xu Xingzhi back to the small courtyard, he was treated for his injuries, and he was carefully wrapped up with his uncomfortable fingers. Meng Zhongguang only took a mud and walked out of the bedroom.
Sitting on a wooden chair in the hall and seeing him out, he asked, "How is it going?"
"Where are you going to do this?" Meng Zhongguang’s voice seemed to have broken into an ice icicle, and it was cold and stabbing. "Do you not know, if you tell the brothers about this matter, the brothers will fight back and go back?"

"I know." Yan said, "But I thought that both of you would join in and go back together. Both of you have a Yuan Ying repair, if you fight against the Jiuzhi lamp..."
Without Xu Xingzhi's side, Meng Chongguang no longer concealed the yin and phoenix in his eyes: "Confrontation? This is a funny thing. You are a magician. You are looking for it. You are dragging your brother into this drowning." Is it going to fight against the new master of your magic?"
The young man who has always had no positive shape has converged a contemptuous color. He is not angry or annoyed. He touches his waist and handles his hand: "...I will return to the altar and talk to the new master of the magic road. I know. With him, the perception of the Magic Road is very different."
After all, he smiled and laughed at himself: "I know that the magic road is the side of the door. Compared with the right way, the side door and the moon, the light and the shadow, each other are indispensable. However, in terms of the essence of the magic road, pay attention to the fire cooking oil. It’s fascinating, but it’s acceptable, but you can’t lead the Taoism....but the Jiuzhi lamp doesn’t think so. I’m not in the same position as him, I’m not speculative, I can only find it, I hope he can listen. If you listen to it, he will do it..."
Meng Zhongguang was impatient and interrupted him: "Is it OK?"
He stood up: "The brothers will not persuade. I will not allow the brothers to be involved in four more things."
I sighed four times: "...or it. But you should know more about the temperament than you do, and you must force him, otherwise..."
"Isn't it strong, what is it about you?" Meng Zhongguang said, "Please."
After all, he went into the door and took another pass for Xu Xingzhi.
When he walked out with the kettle, he was gone.
Meng Zhongguang looked at the empty hall, and there was an unspeakable irritability in his heart.
... it.
When he burned a bottle of water, filled the kettle and brought it back into the bedroom, the sky was already clear, and Xu Xingzhi was already awake.
He was lying on the bed, his hands and feet were by vines, and he looked tired.
Hearing the foot sounds, Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes, his eyes turned very lightly on Meng Zhongguang's face, and he looked at him lazily.
Seeing the lip color white as the lip color of the paper, Meng Zhongguang’s heart hurts a lot: "Sister..."
Xu Xun did not speak a word.
Meng Zhongguang put down the kettle and sat on the side of the bed. He whispered softly: "Danyang Peak and Fengling Mountain are still there, and they will fight against the enemy. Why should the brothers go back?"
Xu Xingzhi closed his eyes.
Meng Zhongguang touched his cheeks that were slightly swollen, and his heart was even more panic.
The brother has never beaten him before, nor has he been so alienated from him...
Is it... Is the four doors so important to the brothers?
Is he doing something wrong?
Meng Zhongguang reached out in uneasiness and tried to touch the face of Xu Xingzhi: "Master..."
Xu Xingzhi turned his face to the side and avoided his fingertips.
Meng Zhongguang clenched his fist and finally did not dare to force him close to him. He had to silently withdraw from the bedroom.
Turned a few laps outside the bedroom, his eyes suddenly brightened, hit the umbrella, and again in the pattered rain.
After a night of tossing, the stalls that sold the bad yesterday were again set up under the crepe.
When the stall owner saw the last patron who visited him last night, he smiled and gave him a big bowl of aroma: "Don't you eat delicious?"
Meng Zhongguang barely raised his smile and said: "My wife loves to eat."
Although I don't know if I can please my brother, I will never be better than nothing.
Meng Zhongguang returned to the small courtyard and shouted without entering the bedroom door: "Brother, I bought a bad meal, you want to..."
He picked up the curtain, but saw that the bed where he was lying down was empty, and the vines that had bound him were scattered.
Meng Zhongguang’s time was enough for the cold, and the paper bowl held in his hand fell to the ground:
... brother?