Meng Qingqian sat generously on the back seat of Li Jun.
Li Jun was riding a bicycle and was riding fast on the road.
If there wasn't a beautiful woman sitting behind him, Li Jun would have wanted to do a difficult drift when turning the corner.
"He is indeed a man like the wind."
Li Jun thought happily.
Unfortunately, the beautiful woman behind her kept her hands on the seat below and failed to wrap her arms around his waist, which was a great pity for Li Junyin.
However, Meng Qingqian's beauty still made Li Jun the most handsome boy on the street.
Seeing the envious and jealous looks from around him, Li Jun couldn't help but raise his head.
"What do you mean the people on the roadside are thinking about?" Li Jun asked.
Without waiting for Meng Qingqian to answer, Li Jun said to himself: "Just now I thought we were a bit like the Condor Heroes, but after thinking about it, these passers-by must think you are the little dragon girl, and I am the dead one at most.
You're just a free agent."
In the back seat, Meng Qingqian finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, making her branches quiver with laughter.
After she finished laughing, she realized that Li Jun felt her emotions at this moment and said this deliberately, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes.
"Thank you for saving me, otherwise I might not be able to escape the clutches of the devil today."
Meng Qingqian suddenly said sincerely.
"As far as I know, there are no schools around the small square. How could you happen to appear here and be blocked by them?"
Li Jun asked curiously.
"One of my best friends invited me out, but when I arrived, I didn't see her. What I saw was Wei Ran and others."
"It seems that you were betrayed by your best friend."
Li Jun analyzed.
"I know."
Meng Qingqian's tone was a little low.
Anyone who is betrayed by a friend will find it difficult to maintain a good mood.
"I originally thought that we would not be able to escape the clutches of the devil today, and it was all down to you, but people like Wei Ran have unusual family backgrounds. If you beat them like that, I'm afraid they won't let it go."
Meng Qingqian was a little worried.
"Don't worry, no matter what their family background is, they can't compare to me in Chuzhou."
Li Jun patted his chest and promised.
"You are a cyclist, and your tone is louder than the richest man in Chuzhou." Meng Qingqian obviously didn't believe it and thought Li Jun was bragging.
"So I am a cyclist who dares to stand up and be a hero to save the beauty. You are not moved, why don't you give me your life?"
Li Jun turned his head and smiled slightly at Meng Qingqian.
"How is it possible? I'm not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl anymore. I'm not so easily moved!"
"How old are you?"
Li Jun saw that Meng Qingqian was a little depressed and wanted to enlighten her.
"I'm nineteen years old."
Meng Qing smiled lightly.
While talking, the two came to the downstairs of an old community.
Meng Qingqian jumped out of the car seat.
"This is my home, Li Jun, come with me."
With that said, he opened the corridor door and walked in.
Li Jun followed behind.
It was a rental house of just over 30 square meters.
Although the facilities inside are old, they are neatly arranged.
Some small decorations also make the house look warm.
Meng Qingqian took out a small, palm-sized box from the bedside cabinet and handed it to Li Jun.
"You saved me, and I have nothing to repay you with. This thing was left to me by my grandfather, so I give it to you."
Li Jun took it and opened the box, only to see a dark thing inside, with doubts in his eyes.
"This is an ointment that has very magical effects."
With that said, Meng Qingqian took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and in Li Jun's surprised eyes, he slashed her jade-white arm hard, causing blood to flow down in a steady stream.
"Beauty Meng, you made the wrong cut. If you want to commit suicide, you should cut your wrists, not the top." Li Jun couldn't help but say.
Meng Qingqian: "..."
She was cut by a knife and it seemed to be extremely painful. She picked out a piece of black paste and covered it on the wound.
"Wait a moment and it's time to witness the miracle."
Meng Qingqian said.
About a minute passed.
The black paste had turned into a black hard lump. When the hard lump was removed, tender flesh had grown on the wound and it had healed.
Meng Qingqian went to the bathroom to wash off the blood on her arm and showed it to Li Jun.
Li Jun couldn't help but widen his eyes.
This effect is also amazing.
"This is the effect of the black ointment. It was as big as a mooncake at first. Later, my grandfather was injured when he robbed a tomb. Some of it was used to treat the injury, and only this little was left."
"I have nothing to repay you, so I'll just give it to you."
Li Jun's eyes have lit up.
This black ointment is so miraculous. If it could be produced, it would be simply terrifying.
"Do you know the value of this black ointment? Do you really want to give it to me?"
"Of course I know, but there is only black ointment without a formula and cannot be copied. Otherwise, my grandfather would have exchanged it for money. If you hold the black ointment, you can still use it if you are injured by Wei Ran and the others."
Li Jun was a little speechless.
This Meng University beauty doesn’t seem to be very good at talking.
"So that's it, then I'll accept it. If I make money from this thing in the future, no matter how much I make, I'll share 30% of it with you."
"There is also Wei Ran's matter, let me help you solve it."
"Li Jun, I appreciate your kindness. Wei Ran's background is really not simple..."
Meng Qingqian wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Li Jun.
"Believe me, and you have no other choice but to believe me."
"As long as you study in school, it will be difficult to escape their clutches unless you don't go to school."
Meng Qingqian fell into silence.
She knew what Li Jun said was true.
With the power of Wei Ran and others, I, a weak woman, can't resist at all. I can't escape the first day of the junior high school, but I can't escape the fifteenth day.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the school gate tomorrow afternoon."
Li Jun put away the box containing the black ointment, then turned around and left.
"Wait a moment."
Meng Qingqian suddenly called out to him.
"Anything else?"
Li Jun turned his head in confusion.
"My grandpa, is he okay?"
Meng Qingqian asked anxiously.
"He is doing well, you don't have to worry about him."
After saying that, Li Jun left Meng Qingqian's house directly.
Until Li Jun completely walked away, Meng Qingqian suddenly squatted on the ground, sobbing silently.
She really couldn't hold on any longer.
Li Jun walked down the stairs, rode his bicycle, and left the old community.
Meng Qingqian said that the black ointment had no formula and could not be mass-produced, but this reminded Li Jun of a person.