Chapter 40 That possibility

Meng Heyin and Ji Qiao leaned on the door frame and looked at the two people practicing in the courtyard.

Huai Nian fought hard with Ming Rong, but Ming Rong stood on the edge of his range of action and easily defused his offensive.

"It's not stable here."

"Response too slow."

"The judgment was wrong, it was just a pretense."

Ji Qiao looked at Meng Heyin with admiration and asked, "How did Miss Meng convince Mr. Ming?"

Meng Heyin raised the corners of his lips and showed a sly smile: "We are an unmarried couple~"

In fact, she only used one sentence to convince Ming Rong.

"Do you still want that baby?"

Ji Qiao smiled, but she didn't believe it at all and didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them were fighting vigorously. Meng Heyin felt very itchy when he saw it. He walked a few steps down and chose a good time when the two of them separated to join the fight.

The three of them passed a few more moves, and Huai Nian suddenly found that he was not as passive as before. Meng Heyin always appeared where he should appear, and he could always predict Ming Rong's direction.

Because of the addition of Meng Heyin, Ming Rong seemed to be restrained, even more constrained than before, but it gave Huai Nian a lot of room to play.

The person who felt the deepest feeling was probably Ming Rong. After dodging one attack after another, he could no longer look at Meng Heyin easily.

She is always able to easily find a breaking point and help Huai Nian suppress herself with four or two moves.

Moreover, although Meng Heyin's moves are scattered and unsystematic, there is always a familiar feeling at the end.

Ming Rong was determined to force out Meng Heyin's system, and his moves became more ruthless and ruthless. The advantage gained by Huai Nian and Meng Heyin's combined efforts gradually diminished.

After another move was broken, Ming Rong went straight towards Meng Heyin. He struck out quickly, and Meng Heyin could only try his best to block it.

However, just when the palm wind was about to hit Meng Heyin, the direction changed and went straight towards Huai Nian. Huai Nian was caught off guard and could not resist it. If he was really hit, he would probably break a few bones.

Meng Heyin was anxious, so he rushed forward without holding back, and took action to neutralize Ming Rong's move. But after all, he was not strong enough, so he was hit hard, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Heyin took several steps back, and Huai Nian quickly ran behind her to catch her.

Mingrong stopped his hand and looked at Meng Heyin, his expression dark and unclear.

Huai Nian asked anxiously: "How are you?"

Meng Heyin covered his chest, swallowed the blood that came up in his mouth, and stared at Mingrong like a falcon.

He had clearly made a killing move just now, but he stopped it again.

Of course Huai Nian didn't know about the undercurrent between the two. Ji Qiao also ran down the steps in panic, and the two worked together to help Meng Heyin back to the house.

Just as the two of them were helping Meng Heyin up, Mingrong, who had not moved, suddenly strode over and picked up Meng Heyin.

Huai Nian was a little angry: "What are you doing!"

"She has to go back and rest."

Huai Nian wanted to say something else. He was not stupid. He also felt that Ming Rong's move was cruel, so he did not dare to rest assured that he would take Meng Heyin back.

"You..." Huai Nian pulled Ming Rong's shoulders.

Ming Rong turned back and looked at him coldly.

"Put down my master."

The word "Master" was spoken very naturally. Meng Heyin was so excited that he struggled and said to Huai Nian: "Don't worry, I will be fine... You are Master's treasure, just be fine."

Huai Nian's face turned red, Ming Rong glanced coldly at Meng Heyin in his arms, said nothing, turned around and left.

Huai Nian still wanted to chase, but was held back by Ji Qiao.

"Miss Meng will be fine," Ji Qiao said, "If he really wanted to harm Miss Meng, why would he take him away? Miss Meng would have died immediately."

Huai Nian thought about it and found that it was indeed the case. The reason why they had the advantage just now was largely because Ming Rong did not contribute at all. Once he did, their lives would be in danger.

At this time, there were many whistles, and both of them knew that the bandit training should be over. Ji Qiao took out the handkerchief and gave it to Huai Nian.

"Wipe your sweat."

Huai Nian took it and thanked him shyly.

In the small room of Ming Rong and Meng Heyin, Meng Heyin was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes unfocused.

Ming Rong took her pulse at the bedside and saw that her pulse was weak and intermittent, as if her energy was like a gossamer.

"Is something wrong with you?"

"Can't die."

Meng Heyin breathed hard against the white beads in the sea of ​​consciousness, not wanting to talk to Ming Rong.

However, the light of the white beads dimmed, and Xuxu said: "You can't take risks like this anymore. Do you know that if I really dry up, the whole world will cease to exist."

Meng Heyin said: "I know. I promise this is the last time."

"I hope you mean what you say..."

The sound of the white beads became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Only then did Meng Heyin realize that something was wrong, and called Bai Zhuzi in a panic.

But the white beads that used to be lively and lively only flickered slowly without making any sound.

Meng Heyin felt slightly uncomfortable in her heart: Will the white beads really disappear?

Meng Heyin called a few more tentative calls, but Bai Zhuzi still didn't answer.

Recalling what Bai Zhuzi said before, "This treasure in the mountains is very important to you and me!"

Meng Heyin secretly made up his mind.

In reality, Mingrong had been sitting on a chair, holding her forehead and thinking about something since she finished speaking.

This morning I saw Meng Heyin walking up against the crowd. His whole body was full of aura, and he truly felt like "I am going there even though there are tens of thousands of people."

His heart was shaken. But only for a moment, because there was something more dangerous about her than her temperament.

She is from Jiang country.

She is a lonely soul who knows where and when!

She is prejudiced against the world and vicious!

However, what if she is not from Jiang Guo?

Meng Heyin's movements at that time reappeared in Mingrong's mind. The finishing movement of turning the wrist half a circle at the end of the movement, such a smooth and proficient move.

There are many people turning in circles at the end, but only that vein can turn to that extent.

Because the old man has always been unruly, and his favorite thing is to be unique. Others circle around to use the blood slot in the weapon to bleed, but he does it purely for the sake of looking good. The students he teaches always leave a hole on the weapon.

The useless but beautiful Yingluo must be shaken to a beautiful extent every time at the end.

The most abominable thing is that he also regards this as the final assessment criterion, so he has very few disciples, but as long as he is his disciple, he can see the inheritance from his master in the finishing movements.

Mingrong looked at Meng Heyin who was lying quietly on the bed. Thinking of that possibility, he felt his heart beating like a drum, roaring in his head, as if the whole world was far away from him.

Even if he has never experienced such a mood, he can probably guess why.

He just looked at Meng Heyin quietly, his eyes deep.

After Meng Heyin came out of the sea of ​​consciousness, he noticed Ming Rong looking at him, sat up and asked, "Huh?"

Ming Rong came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Meng Heyin said: "While you were away, Ji Qiao and I made an agreement..."

"Why don't you ask why?"

Meng Heyin was confused, and then noticed that Ming Rong's eyes were a little strange, and said: "Huh?"

"I suddenly made a fatal move, don't you want to know why?"

"I don't want to." Meng Heyin said resolutely, "Don't forget our purpose. We are not a true alliance."

"Okay." Mingrong put away his emotions and sat upright, "What did you discuss?"

"That's it..."
Chapter completed!