Chapter 589 The Master’s Young Disciple (44)

Ye Meng turned around, and the first thing he saw was a pair of eyes full of worry and distress.

Mr. Qingshan? It’s him, it’s him!

He had lost a lot of weight, really a lot, so thin that his cheeks were sunken, and the clothes that once fit him seemed to have turned into loose robes, or as if he had stolen someone else's clothes.

"Ameng, be careful!" After another frightening call, Ye Meng saw Qingshan Jun speeding up to block her body, and she was struck by the sword.

The sound of a blade entering flesh could be heard very clearly. Mr. Qingshan's expression changed slightly, but he did not show any cruelty. He only raised his hand and struck the man away with a palm. Ye Meng's eyes quickly moved along his palm to check his body. It was clear that

I saw a lot of charred, scar-like flesh.

Ji Xingyu killed the last person closest to him, raised his eyes to see Qingshan Jun, and called out "Master" very softly based on instinct, but did not get closer, but his eyes wandered to Qingshan Jun and Ye Meng, and then turned over

He rolled his eyes, took a few steps closer to the person who injured Qingshan Jun, raised his hand and killed that person.

The movement was ruthless and without any hesitation. Ye Meng glanced at her face, which was full of hatred and enmity. Ye Meng was speechless at the moment. He really was not in the mood to pay attention to her. He quickly gathered his mind and faced Qingshan Jun.

sight.

"Ameng, are you okay?" Qingshan Jun's voice trembled slightly, "Are you okay? I'm really worried about you!"

"I miss you too." Ye Meng didn't even think about answering. Qingshan Jun's eyes went from full of panic to suddenly brightening to full of surprise in just a few seconds.

"Ameng you"

"Does it hurt?"

"I'm fine. The man didn't exert any force. It really doesn't hurt." Qingshan Jun then looked in the direction of the man who hurt him, only to see that the man was dead. Ji Xingyu was standing next to the man, covered in blood.

The cold eyes and cold face are like coming from Shura Hell.

"What are you doing"

Before Qingshan Jun finished speaking, Ye Meng had already raised his hand to touch the side of his face. Qingshan Jun was slightly startled, turned to look at the person, and saw Ye Meng raising his hand again, and when it slowly fell, there seemed to be a radiant light and shadow covering them.

Outside the body, he was completely cut off from the outside world, so Ameng was the only one left in his world.

Ji Xingyu's eyes filled with hatred turned blank: Where are they? Why do they seem to have disappeared out of thin air?

Ye Meng took a step forward and suddenly pulled off the clothes on Qingshan Jun's chest. His skin that had changed color and had hideous scars was immediately exposed.

"What I'm asking is, do your injuries hurt?"

Qingshan Jun stared at Ye Meng with wide eyes, completely forgetting even his shyness.

"How?"

"Ameng, I'm fine, it's not painful."

"I'm asking you how you did it!"

On the Immortal Mountain, in the lonely hall at the top of the mountain, Yun Yinjun, who was practicing, felt panicked. He suddenly opened his eyes, and Ye Meng's figure appeared in front of him, real and close, glaring at him with an angry look on his face.

Yun Yinjun didn't say a word, just looking back at her from a short distance away. Looking at her again, her figure finally dissipated like smoke and dust, as if she had never appeared before.

"Have we reached this level?" Yun Yinjun lowered his eyes and smiled. Ye Meng, has she been able to achieve what her thoughts are born and where her soul goes? She met the fate of immortality and planted her immortal roots deeply. Ye Meng is amazing.

My talent is gradually revealed. What a pity.

Yun Yinjun closed his eyes, and in his mind was the image of Qingshan Jun who was in great pain when he was hit by the thunder, but kept standing upright without saying a word, with moist eyes but still smiling.

It's a pity that Ye Meng's thoughts are for another person.
Chapter completed!