Chapter Six Hundred and Eighty First Love in Another World Thirteen

The Holy Maiden arrived at the back mountain, found Meng Li, and said a few words to Meng Li, and the two began to discuss each other.

Communicate while fighting.

Zhou Yang was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Tianshan School, with a curtain on his face that made it difficult to see his face. He hid not far away and observed it secretly, confirming that it was really Jin Mushuang.

He waited silently, waiting for Meng Li to finish the sparring with the saint, waiting for the saint to say that she would bring her disciples to practice martial arts first, and then come to Meng Li. The saint left, Meng Li continued to practice martial arts alone in the back mountain, and Zhou Yang ran He came to Meng Li's side.

Meng Li was dancing the sword, suddenly the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhou Yang, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who?"

Zhou Yang whispered, "It's me, Zhou Yang."

There was a trace of strangeness in Meng Li's eyes, and then returned to normal. She quickly put down her sword and said with a concerned tone:

"Zhou Yang? Are you okay? Why are you here?"

Zhou Yang said:

"It's not convenient here, let's find a place to talk."

Meng Li: "Okay."

Meng Li and Zhou Yang found a secret corner, and Zhou Yang asked:

"Why are you here?"

"And why did you disappear?"

Meng Li's face was slightly bitter:

"I didn't disappear by myself, I was imprisoned by the emperor, and I finally escaped."

The pot was carried by the emperor.

Zhou Yang: "It's all my fault for not protecting you."

Meng Li said:

"And you?"

"The emperor didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Zhou Yang looked angry:

"Emperor Dog, he took away all my medicinal pills, and put me into the Heavenly Prison to be severely tortured."

Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang in surprise:

"Then how did you get out?"

Zhou Yang choked. road:

"I escaped."

Meng Li nodded thoughtfully, then said:

"It's amazing, the Heavenly Prison can't trap you."

Zhou Yang laughed dryly, and Meng Li said:

"Let me take you away, let's continue to walk the rivers and lakes, hanging the pot to save the world?"

Zhou Yang:  …

"I've become a fugitive now, can I continue to hang the pot to save the world?"

Meng Li said:

"Are you going to give up? How many miserable people in the world are looking forward to it. I hope you can come down to them like a god to rescue them."

Zhou Yang shook his head:

"Now that I can't protect myself, I probably can't take care of that much anymore."

Meng Li's expression changed a little, she said:

"Then you want to stay in Tianshan School?"

Zhou Yang thought of his task:

"It's temporarily safe here, and I want to avoid the limelight here."

Meng Li said:

"You don't know what the Tianshan faction is, do you? The head of the Tianshan faction hates men. If he knew that you were a man who lived in the Tianshan faction, he would definitely kill you, and your relationship with the saintess is not normal, right? , If the Sect Master knew about your relationship with the Saintess, you might not only be cut in a thousand pieces, but the Saintess would also suffer from you."

Zhou Yang was a little shocked, he asked:

"Is there a more cruel method than a thousand cuts?"

Meng Li: "...Yes, for example, breaking the roots of your descendants first."

Zhou Yang suddenly felt the cold wind passing below, and heard Meng Li say:

"And you will implicate the saint. If the saint likes a man, not only will the saint not become a saint, but the whole body martial arts will be abolished at light, and the worst will be executed."

Zhou Yang asked with some doubts:

"Why are you so sure that I have something to do with the Holy Maiden?"

Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang blankly:

"When I came into contact with the saint,

I feel your breath on the saint, what do you think? "

Zhou Yang raised his arm to smell it, and said to himself:

"Does it smell?"

"No."

Jin Mushuang's nose is smarter than a dog's.

Zhou Yang was a little hesitant, and now he is choosing between Jin Mushuang and Saintess, both of which are to be won anyway.

But who can win first is the question.

Jin Mushuang hasn't made any progress for so long, and now the saint's attitude towards men is just as unhappy as the attitude of these women from the Tianshan faction. The key is that she is currently tied with the saint at most.

Meng Li saw Zhou Yang hesitate and said:

"I can't stay in the Tianshan faction for a long time. I will be leaving in two days. You can think about it."

Zhou Yang nodded, his expression a little serious.

Meng Li added:

"Does the saint know that you are the divine doctor of Zhou in the Jianghu?"

Zhou Yang said:

"I didn't tell her, but I don't know if she knows."

Meng Li nodded and Zhou Yang said:

"Tell me when you go."

On the contrary, he left a way back for himself. He did not explicitly say that he would not go, but he did not say that he would go.

Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang sympathetically:

"I hope you won't be discovered by the head of the Tianshan faction."

"No one knows now." Zhou Yang never thought that Meng Li would inform him, so he was not worried.

Meng Li nodded, speechless, but Zhou Yang began to look for something to say, saying that he was worried about Meng Li during the time he was away, and he was trying his best to find Meng Li. In short, the words sounded warmer.

There was no fluctuation in Meng's heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little. Zhou Yang was really provocative all the time.

The two chatted for a while, and the saint went back to the back mountain to find Meng Li. Zhou Yang glanced back, hurriedly sorted out the curtain, covered his true face, and hurriedly said to Meng Li:

"The saint is here, I'll go first."

Meng Li grabbed Zhou Yang:

"What are you running for? Just tell the saint that you and I know you."

Zhou Yang was a little anxious. If the saintess knew that his relationship with Jin Mushuang was not ordinary, and I wondered if she would think about it, his tone became even more anxious:

"Don't, the saint doesn't feel good about me now. We just met each other and appeared in the Tianshan faction one after another. If the saint thinks we have ulterior motives, it will be bad if we think too much."

He shook Meng Li's hand, Meng Li thought about it and let go of Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief:

"Let's go first, beauty."

He hunched his back and walked straight away. There was only a white look in the saint's eyes and ran away from Meng Li, came over and asked:

"what happened?"

"It's alright, it was a disciple who accidentally bumped into me. He was timid. He apologized and slipped away." Meng Li perfunctory.

The saint nodded and said:

"The matter in the morning has been dealt with, can I continue to ask you about swordsmanship?"

Meng Li smiled:

"Let's explore and learn together."

The Holy Maiden couldn't help but laugh, and the two exchanged ideas for a while. People needed a break. The Holy Maiden invited Meng Li to enjoy the flowers and drink tea together, and Meng Li nodded in agreement.

While drinking tea, the content of the chat is nothing more than some things in the arena. Meng Li brought the topic to the past and said:

"Now there is a genius doctor Zhou in the rivers and lakes, have you heard of it?"

The saint shook her head and said:

"I only know it's a man." Then look at Meng Li with an expression you know.

Meng Li pursed his lips. The people of the Tianshan faction had such a deep prejudice against men that they were unwilling to let a man come to save their lives. It was normal not to inquire about this genius doctor of Zhou.

Meng Li took out Zhou Yang's portrait, opened it, put it on the table, and said to the saint:

"This is the portrait of Zhou Shenyi."

The saint first glanced at it roughly, and then put her eyes back.