Yan Zhifei didn't go any further, but the situation was obvious.

Du Sheng couldn't say a word, so he could only cry while sending spiritual power to her continuously.

Being tortured so much by Yin Cangshan, Tantai Meng's body was covered with almost penetrating wounds, but the wounds were burned into black by the anger, and white bones could be seen in several places.

She was so stubborn and took things down with Jinlian. It was to preserve the Zen Buddhism, to preserve the child named Tan Daoyao, and to leave a way out for him, Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei stared blankly at Tantai Meng, unable to accept this fact. He got closer, and desperately sent his spiritual power over, and said softly: "Why don't you tell me... otherwise I will never bring you out..."

Tantai Meng finally opened his mouth and uttered two almost angry syllables: "En...gong..."

Xie Zhiwei was shocked and hurriedly said, "I'm here!"

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and she spit out broken words with difficulty: "As long as you... like him, I can rest assured... he can do evil for you... and can do good for you... you... you promise me..."

Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes slightly.

He understood immediately. For the past two days, Tantai Meng has been asking him about his attitude towards Mu Hao, but he was not curious or curious.

It is an extreme feeling that Mu Qian can die for him and do evil for him. If Xie Zhiwei didn't like Mu Hao, then he would definitely not do anything for Mu Hao, let alone care about him so much.

If so, there is no difference between Mu Hao and Yin Cangshan, they are both the same evildoers, whoever lives is a scourge to the world.

But if Xie Zhiwei had the same kind of emotion towards Mu Qi, as long as he was willing, he could turn things around.

Tantai dreamed of a dying person, but she still raised her spirits to look at Xie Zhiwei, as if he didn't agree, she would die.

Before Xie Zhiwei thought about it, he heard himself say, "I promise you."

Tantai Meng exhaled slightly, lowered his head, and his eyes were relieved: "Tan Daoyao... restore... Jinlian for you..."

No matter how Du Sheng loses his spiritual power, it won't help. Tantai Meng's blood has been drained, and he lowered his hand in frustration: "Meng'er...you..."

"Master...Father..." Tantai Dream shook his head, but he had no strength: "It's always someone else...for me...die...I finally...can be for...others..."

Xie Zhiwei murmured, "I hurt you..."

When he said this, his upper body bent down sharply, as if he wanted to hear Tantai Meng's words clearly, and at the same time as if he was expressing his apology.

Tantai Meng looked at him, and suddenly a radian appeared on his mouth: "Eunuch...I'll be blunt...you're...not immortal at all..."

This demeanor was just like the kind and straightforward look she had when she lost her memory.

She has let go of her life.

But Xie Zhiwei would rather she shouted and drank herself coldly, to the point that he had nothing to say, he didn't want her to die.

Xie Zhiwei hurriedly said: "Hold on, I will wear a new Taoist robe to show you in the future, it must be immortal."

He looked at Tantai Meng with hope.

However, Tantai Meng did not nod as he wished, the curvature of her mouth was still there, but she slowly closed her eyes.

At the same time, the system dinged.

A dialog box appeared, Xie Zhiwei stared blankly at the icy blood, and heard the grass python hero say, "Idol, the heroine's line is gone."

line, gone.

Xie Zhiwei remembered that when Mengmeng was pushed into the river when he first came to this world, the grass python hero said that the line was dark, and this time... it was gone.

Chapter 127 The truth

Xie Zhiwei clicked on the system: "Heroes of the grass python, give me some more spiritual springs."

The grass python hero was silent for a moment, then replied: "Idol, the system doesn't even care about the male lead, do you think it will still take care of the female lead?"

Xie Zhiwei murmured, "Could it be... just let her die?"

"In the past, Shen You died, Ming Kong died, tomb robbers, Bai's father and son, etc., etc. Although you regretted it, you never thought of using the system to save them." It's uncomfortable, "Idol, Mengmeng's death is very unexpected, and I'm very sad, but you really don't want to bear it... Or you can decide on the second choice, restart the plot, and give you a dream goddess..."

Xie Zhiwei didn't wait for him to finish, and punched the system interface.

The grass python hero realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly said: "Idol, don't be angry, or you can authorize me to watch the plot..."

In fact, at this point, even the system has given up on the plot and the male protagonist. This trivial analysis is probably useless.

From now on, it will be entirely self-reliance.

However, Xie Zhiwei still clicked on authorization, and then directly hung up the system.

He wants to show this bastard author how great his characters are. But Xie Zhiwei is reluctant to discuss the plot and characters with the grass python hero at this moment. This is a great disrespect to Tantai Meng girl and disrespect to the world.

Xie Zhiwei could no longer bear to recall the past.

Four years ago, and even at the beginning of his rebirth four years later, he was in a hurry with the mentality of rushing to work. Lingquan can be used directly as a gift, but the two tomb robbers have already sold out, and now there is no time to regret it.

The group returned to Zen with heavy steps. As soon as they entered the Daxiong Hall, they saw Qiu Chongyun standing up from the corner and greeting Xie Zhiwei with a smile: "Daoist, the slave family has done a great job. If it wasn't for the slave family to report the news, the head of Yan and the How could Master Dusheng find you in time? It's a pity that the slave family didn't dare to show up... eh? Why is there blood on the hands of the Taoist priest?"

She was in high spirits, looked behind Xie Zhiwei, and was stunned.

Several disciples carried a simple stretcher made of rattan and walked in, with Tantai Meng covered in blood lying on it. Qiu Chongyun's face stiffened, and he looked at one of the little monks with inquiring eyes.

The little monk said in a low voice, "Junior sister Tantai was killed by a gangster."

Qiu Chongyun couldn't close his mouth for a long while, then looked at Tantai Meng, who was pale, turned around and said, "Yin Cangshan actually blatantly murdered, brother-in-law, what do you think?"

"It seems that he has no fear. This person has always been cautious. If he can make such a move, he must think he has a chance to win."

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned.

A person slowly walked out of the inner hall. This person was wearing very ordinary casual clothes, without a crown and belt, only a headscarf tied his hair. But his demeanor was not diminished in the slightest.

Everyone was surprised, Yan Zhifei frowned and said, "Didn't the King of Kyushu leave with Yin Cangshan? There is also the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, why are you here?"

Du Sheng put his hands together and said dumbly, "I have seen the prince."

The King of Kyushu walked quickly to support him, and said with concern: "Master, you don't need to be too polite. Today, the master's beloved disciple died tragically, and please mourn. It is only right to avenge her."

Du Sheng raised his head with a sad face, he was in a fog like everyone else: "What is the meaning of this, my lord?"

The King of Kyushu said seriously: "The calamity between Zen and Chaotang is all due to Yin Cangshan's wolf ambition. The Yin family has been a prince for generations, and this man has been in business for many years, and his power is deeply rooted. Now the situation in the Chaotang is dangerous, and it is difficult for the world of self-cultivation to be immune. I will cheer up and work together to discuss the plan to destroy the enemy."

Everyone, including Yan Zhifei and Xia Zhiqi, looked at the King of Kyushu with suspicion.

This lord, who has always been lazy and idle, usually only puts on airs sternly towards others. At this time, he said these words loudly, with a shrewd look in his eyes, as if he had changed his mind.