The pupils in Chen Tian's eyes shrank sharply and then relaxed like the pupils of a cat, and his brows were still tightly knitted.
Mengtong did not answer Chentian's question, but smiled and said: "You will know later."
Chen Tian didn't ask any more questions and followed Meng Tong in.
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We walked an unknown distance, as if we had leaped over seven or eight mountain peaks.
Finally, under the leadership of Mengtong, Chentian and Xiaolinghu came to an extremely quiet mountain.
There are several villas scattered here, and there are several towering trees in front of the villas, which cast a large amount of shade.
Under the shade is a crystal clear lake.
"According to your request, I will place you and this little fox in the same courtyard. In this way, you can rest assured, right?"
Meng Tong fell above the clouds, her toes lightly stepped on the lake in front of the courtyard, and ripples immediately appeared in the center of the lake.
She looks as beautiful as a hibiscus.
It's a pity that this hibiscus is too gorgeous.
Chen Tian smiled indifferently, slightly cupped his hands towards Meng Tong standing in the middle of the lake, and whispered: "In that case, thank you Miss Meng!"
Mengtong smiled slyly, pointed to a courtyard not far away, and whispered: "I live there, you can come and play when you have time!"
Chentian looked in the direction of Mengtong's finger.
There is a courtyard hidden by peach trees, which looks like a girl's residence.
Sure enough, this Yuheng Sect is indeed a large sect.
Even the residences of the disciples within the sect are so considerate and meticulous, and even so private.
This is unmatched by Gou Chen Zong.
It seems that in front of the Yu Heng Sect, the little Gou Chen Sect may not even look down on it, right?
Apart from anything else, the one who has been truly miraculous in the Gouchen Sect for so many years is the golden saint from back then.
Qin Tui once said that with the help of a golden saint with unparalleled combat power, Gou Chen Zongcai ranked among the ranks of several major sects.
The Golden Saint has been dead for 130,000 years.
Gouchen Zong's "deterrence" has long since disappeared.
This is also the reason why the Lingwu Continent under the current Gouchen Sect has reversed the stars, causing the Gouchen Sect to be in a "semi-lost" world and be surrounded and suppressed by many sects, right?
After all, Gouchen Zong has only produced such a ruthless character in so many years.
Murong Cangyu hasn't been killed yet.
As for the Yuheng Sect, as far as I can see from the current Chen Tian Guan, there are disciples like Meng Tong who possess the miraculous power of Dream Pupils.
She is definitely not the only one.
Now, there is another extremely talented little fox.
The little fox came to a new world. Although his eyes were full of curiosity, after a while, disappointment was written all over his face. He stood at Chen Tian's feet without saying a word.
Chentian saw what the little fox was thinking.
"Miss your brother?"
Before Chen Tian could ask, Meng Tong fell into the courtyard from the center of the lake very familiarly, and led the little fox into the courtyard.
Chen Tian was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling that Meng Tong seemed a bit rude.
However, even if Chentian doesn't become a disciple now, he can still be regarded as a disciple of the Yuheng Sect.
In terms of seniority and seniority, this Meng Tong can be regarded as a senior sister of Chen Tian.
The little fox followed Meng Tong obediently.
It seems that she has completely forgotten that Meng Tong was also one of the people who robbed her on the plain at the back mountain of Gouchen Sect just a moment ago.
Maybe, this is the subtle emotion between girls.
Chen Tian looked at the backs of the two of them, shook his head slightly, sighed, and followed.
"You are very familiar with me."
Chentian didn't show any politeness at all, and went directly to the round table in the center of the yard and sat down.
There was a teapot on the table, and it was clear that no one lived in this courtyard.
But at this time, the tea was still hot.
Chen Tian only poured himself a cup of tea, took a light sip, raised his eyelids, and as if following the previous sentence, looked into Meng Tong's eyes and whispered: "Miss Angel?"
Meng Tong didn't shy away from Chen Tian's question at all. She immediately raised her lips and said in a low voice: "You can see it."
"That's right."
Chen Tian smiled faintly, held the tea cup with two fingers, raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Tong, and whispered: "The void engine in my body can be regarded as binding my meaning, but even so, I myself
No amount of spiritual energy can be injected into the void engine."
"Chen Tian is stupid and fails to understand one or two of the miraculous creations of the Middle Heaven Realm."
"But we can almost deduce some key things."
"This void engine should only be able to inject the power of angels, not anyone else's power."
"And if you can do it, it only proves that you are an angel."
Mengtong listened to Chentian's answer, looked at Chentian with a playful expression, and slightly raised her fingers.
Behind Chen Tian, a pair of white wings immediately appeared.
"The way you look now, it seems that you are more like an angel."
Chentian held the teacup, looked at Mengtong and smiled, and shook his head: "What do you think you are, are you lying?"
"Can a strong man from Zhongtian Territory also cheat?"
"Can't you see my level of strength?"
Mengtong had no intention of admitting it at all, and asked in a low voice: "I am just a little person in the eighth level of Tianxiao. How dare I say that I am an angel?"
"Is this necessary?"
Chen Tian sneered, shook his head, and whispered: "Forget it, since you don't want to admit it, I won't force you to admit it. Anyway, it doesn't mean much to me whether you admit it or not."
"Really?"
Mengtong leaned slightly in front of Chentian, and for a moment, a strange fragrance penetrated into Chentian's nose.
Chen Tian was not greedy and shifted his position slightly.
"You are a fallen angel."
Chen Tian whispered, slowly raised his eyes, looked into her pupils, and whispered: "I saw those dark wings in your dream pupils."
"Perhaps your beautiful figure and face are your bargaining chips and means."
"But now that I'm in the game, you don't have to at all."
"I don't want to do this."
Saying that, Chen Tian paused slightly, smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at himself, and asked in a low voice: "I, Chen Tian, look very much like the kind of girl who can be easily seduced by beauty."
Disciple?"
"Isn't it?"
Mengtong still didn't answer Chen Tian's question, nor did she avoid Chen Tian. Instead, she got closer and whispered: "You even captured the left wing guard of the King of Angels. Don't you want to admit it?"
