Yang Ruo Lan would chat with Meng Chaoran almost every day. She would ask about Meng Chaoran's situation over the years.
The frequency of this situation made Chu Feiling very jealous. If not for his absolute trust in his wife, he might have other thoughts. It seemed that Meng Chaoran's appearance was quite outstanding …
Mistress Yang asked all kinds of questions. For example, how did she pick him up from the swaddling clothes, how did he take care of him when he was three or four years old …
What did he look like when he was one year old? What did he look like when he was two years old? What clothes did he wear? What did he eat usually? What was his favorite food? What was his least favorite food?! There was nothing that he particularly disliked …
How did he start practicing martial arts? When did he fall for the first time? Did he cry after falling … Did he have new clothes to wear during the New Year? Did he have any toys when he was young?
What did he like to play?
And so on and so forth …
Poor Meng Chaoran was a big man. Even though he had experienced these things personally, how could he remember them clearly? Such a free and easy person was stuttering and sweating under Yang Ruo Lan's questions.
"It's been too long and you can't remember? It's okay. Think slowly. Think again? Think again. Don't be anxious … "
"Think again …"
"You really can't remember? It's okay … Let's change to another question … "
"Think about it, think about it carefully, think again, think about it carefully …"
Yang Ruo Lan was full of interest. She listened a hundred times and asked a hundred times without getting tired.
Poor Meng Chaoran had already grabbed the things that he could remember and repeated them at least a hundred times. Yang Ruo Lan listened with great interest every time. She would start to wipe her tears whenever she was disrespectful …
Even a person like Meng Chaoran began to cry out in his heart. He was just short of shouting for help.
It's understandable if you shed tears every time you talk about something. But you would still cry after a hundred times …
This was too unbearable. What was this called …
Especially when I was living in your house as a guest. You were chatting with me, and then you started to cry. I, I, I … How can I explain this?
It was really … embarrassing.
Later on, Meng Chaoran would run as far as he could whenever he saw Yang Ruo Lan … If Ye Chuchen wasn't here and couldn't move … Meng Chao Ran almost wanted to run away from home and wander the world …
It was too awkward …
This time, Meng Chao Ran was an indispensable person to discuss this matter with.
"Master Meng, about this matter …" Chu Feiling asked Meng Chao Ran politely.
Meng Chao Ran heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it wasn't Yang Ruo Lan who had asked him this question. Recovering his usual indifference, he said, "This, it doesn't matter. Let them do as they please. We, especially the Chu Clan, don't get involved … "
Chu Feiling was startled. This is the Extraterrestrial Demon Exterminating the World. Perhaps the end of the world is coming. How can Meng Chao Ran speak of it so casually?
Wasn't he a little too calm?!
For a moment, Father Chu couldn't help but admire his son's master. Look at his magnanimity. This calmness! Only such a person could have taught such a monstrous talent like my son. Just by looking at the disciple, one would know the master. It has been like this since ancient times. The ancients did not deceive me …
"It's just that I haven't found Seniors Feng and Yue, so I don't know where they are now. I don't know if Master Meng … "Chu Feiling was a little worried about this. He was afraid that it would delay his son's matters. After all, Senior Feng and Yue were peak experts in the world. If they were to help him, it would undoubtedly be a great help.
"You can rest assured about this. The two of them have left long ago. According to my estimation, it's very likely that they have already left the South-East region. At most, they'll be a day's journey away from the capital."
Meng Chao Ran said lightly, "A few days ago, news of the Extraterrestrial Demon came and they couldn't sit still. This time, they definitely went out secretly because of this matter … With them and Chu Yang's brothers' strength, I believe that the big clans won't sit idly by. In this way, other than the law-enforcement officers, all the strongest forces under the heavens have already joined forces. I believe that they will be able to deal with this Extraterrestrial Demon Extermination … "
"Don't worry, nothing will happen!" Meng Chao Ran concluded. His tone was very certain.
Chu Feiling and Yang Ruo Lan were slightly relieved.
But Meng Chao Ran's next sentence made them want to strangle him.
"Speaking of which, if the strongest forces under the heavens are also defeated, then it'll be the end of the world. Everyone is doomed to die together. There's no point in worrying!" Meng Chao Ran said lightly, "That's all."
Yang Ruo Lan and Chu Feiling were stunned. Meng Chao Ran's first sentence was that he was in heaven and had unlimited imagination, as if he was already preparing a celebratory banquet for his son's triumphant return. But the second sentence was that he had directly fallen into hell. There were even 18 levels of hell — the end of the world, and everyone was doomed!
Just when they wanted to catch this guy and denounce him, they saw that Meng Chao Ran had already walked out lightly, leisurely and confidently. His bearing was extremely calm …
"It's better to let the Chu clan make some preparations." Chu Feiling made up his mind and walked out immediately. "How can the clan that the Tribulation Sword Master came from not make some gestures? Even if it's a drop in the bucket, they should show some attitude! "
…
On a road leading to the capital, there were two people in snow-white clothes. They walked at a leisurely pace, their speed seeming to be slow but was actually very fast.
The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. They were Yue Lingxue and Feng Yurou, who deterred the world!
"This trip to the South-East to fight the Omen can be said to be the most dangerous battle in our lives. Rou 'er, are you prepared? "
"Of course. But, my only regret … is that I didn't leave behind half of my daughter for you. If anything happens … even if you and I can accompany each other in the afterlife, the Feng clan's descendants will be cut off. I'm really sorry for the ancestors of the Feng clan. "
"Haha … silly words. You and I are of one mind, swearing to eliminate the Omen. We have a clear conscience. If the Omen is not eliminated, how can everyone have a future? What descendants are you talking about? "Yue Lingxue smiled lightly." Facing the Omen, we can fight it! If the Omen is not eliminated, then everyone will die. That's all! "
"That's right! Facing the Omen with one mind, we can fight it! That's all! "
The couple smiled at each other and sped up their pace. Their white clothes fluttered in the wind and they quickly disappeared in front of the ancient road …
…
At the moment, in the capital.
As the Tribulation brothers made a big fuss, it became more and more lively. Slowly, people from the big clans also started to participate. These big clans who were originally irreconcilable enemies with the Tribulation sword master were now desperately helping Tribulation to create momentum.
Because everyone knew that even if Tribulation destroyed their clans in the future, the leaders might not be able to survive, but most of the people under them would be fine, especially the innocent women and children. The Tribulation sword master would never kill indiscriminately.
On the other hand, if the Omen succeeded, no matter if it was the innocent women and children, martial artists in the martial world, or even ordinary people, no one would be able to survive!
The whole city was almost turned upside down.
The power of public opinion was truly limitless. It was even more frightening and frightening!
If one person said that the Dharma Supreme was the Omen, he would only be treated as crazy and might be beaten to death as soon as he said it. If ten people said it, it was equally absurd and they would be beaten to death. Even if more than a hundred people said it, the law-enforcement officers would still fabricate a crime to silence them. However, if thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people said the same thing … then even if the people who heard it did not believe it, they would also think: Why did they mention the Dharma Supreme instead of others?
Since so many people said so, there must be a reason, or …
As long as there was a guess, it would slowly become half-believed and half-doubted. At least, it would not be completely without suspicion.
Those who had just entered the capital were still somewhat indignant, but slowly, they started to have doubts.
The situation was slowly developing in a direction that was not favorable to the Dharma Supreme, and the trend was gradually expanding.
The law-enforcement officers in the city were completely powerless to stop such a crazy situation. They had long been suppressed to the point where they did not dare to show their faces.
They could only hide, not daring to speak out despite their anger. At this time, if they still dared to say that the Dharma Supreme was not the Omen, even if they were not beaten to death, they would definitely be beaten to death. A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him.
Outside the city.
This was an exceptionally quiet little village.
The higher-ups of the law-enforcement officers were all gathered here. At this moment, the eyes of these elites were emitting a cold black glow. Waves of dense demonic aura would occasionally surge from the surface of their bodies.
In the innermost room, a few hoarse roars could be faintly heard from time to time. It seemed as if a few people were undergoing inhumane torture and torture. Their voices had already become unbearable to listen to.
"Dharma Supreme … You damned beast …" An old voice was scolding weakly. "I have lived an upright and upright life, a hero of my generation. Yet you led me into the path of the devil and became a seed of the devil …" It was Ping Xiaoyun's voice. "You beast, you will definitely die a horrible death!! Ah ~ ~ ~ "
Suddenly, there was a shrill scream, followed by an angry roar. "Let me die! Let me die! Why can't you even let me die? I would rather die than become a devil. Why can't I commit suicide? Why … "
He obviously wanted to commit suicide, but he was controlled by the thoughts in his mind, and he could not even seek death. Feeling the demonic aura invading his body and soul, Ping Xiaoyun's face was full of tears. His heart was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
"My perseverance of a lifetime … My heroic reputation! Ah, ah ~ ~ ~ "
"I am a law-enforcement officer, how can I become a devil! It can't be, it can't be, ah ~ ~ ~ "Another heart-wrenching scream was heard. This was another law-enforcement officer, a Supreme Martial Artist, who was enduring endless torment in his heart, wandering between human and devil.
The demonic will and the righteous will of the past were in a life-and-death struggle. One could vaguely see that the surging demonic will had already gained the upper hand. His spirit had already been devoured, and only his instincts were left. How long could a rootless water last?
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