At this moment, I was mentally prepared for my balls to be flicked, and I was also mentally prepared for everything. At this moment, I was completely prepared to die.
I slowly closed my eyes, and my mind was already full of thinking about my shortcomings these days.
Just at this critical moment, I heard a "ding!" sound coming from in front of me. Confirming that I was still conscious, I slowly opened my eyes and glanced thoughtfully at the world in front of me.
[I...am I dead or not?]
With some self-doubt, I slightly widened my eyes and fully observed the situation in front of me.
At this moment, I saw a man wearing dark blue armor appear in front of my eyes, and instantly blocked the sharp blade for me with the sharp long blade on his arm.
[Damn, come on, change your pants...
I'm scared to death, damn...
My brother almost suffered...
But it’s okay, nothing happened yet.]
"Hey, are you okay? You weren't scared or anything, were you?"
This man wearing dark blue armor was fighting the blade in his hand with Zhisang in front of him. He looked at my somewhat dull expression on the other hand and couldn't help but ask with some concern.
"I...I'm fine, I'm fine..."
I was in shock and looked a little pale. Obviously, I was very frightened.
However, seeing the man who saved me standing in front of me without hesitation, competing with the guy in front of me for strength, made me feel a little grateful.
"Zizzizi..."
The two sharp blades rubbed and collided erratically, making a slight friction sound, and tiny sparks burst out from between the two sharp blades.
"Boom!"
Finally, unable to hold on any longer, the man in blue armor raised his right leg and kicked Zhisang in the stomach.
"puff......"
Master Zhisang was obviously stunned by this sudden kick, and he also felt a little uncomfortable.
"Pour it for me!"
The man who rescued me raised his left leg and kicked Master Zhisang directly in succession. Master Zhisang finally took two steps back, gritting his teeth and sucking in a cold breath.
"Who are you? Why are you trying to stop me?!"
Master Zhisang narrowed his eyes, and slightly puzzled, he asked softly.
In anger, Master Zhisang held his mask tightly and crushed it into pieces in his hands, while traces of blood slowly slipped from his hands.
"I am a dream, Master Zhisang! Please wake up!"
The man who saved me slowly took off his mask and growled with an unwilling expression on his face.
"Meng? This name sounds so familiar..."
When Master Zhisang heard this, he suddenly let go of the broken mask in his hand and whispered to himself.
[Why is this happening?]
I didn't understand Mr. Zhisang's reaction at this moment, so I bit my lip. On one hand, I took a few steps back to distance myself from Mr. Zhisang, and on the other hand, I couldn't help but observe the reaction of Mr. Zhisang in front of me more carefully.
[The man in front of me who calls himself Meng can instantly calm down the irritable Master Zhisang with just one sentence. Is it possible that there is some unknown relationship between the two of them?
Or maybe, is it the so-called bond?
In any case, if you see Master Zhisang calm down in front of you, you may be able to know more of the truth!]
After thinking about this, all I can do is to observe hard and confirm everything in front of me.
"Master Zhisang, think about it carefully!"
The man who claimed to be Meng begged unwillingly, as if he wanted to wake up Lord Zhisang in front of him with his own call.
"I……"
At this moment, Lord Zhisang slowly raised his head. There was only emptiness and confusion in his eyes. It seemed that he had lost some memory at this moment.
"Lord Zhisang, please stop being so stubborn. It's time for you to wake up."
Lord Meng stepped forward in two quick steps, grabbed Lord Zhisang's shoulders, shook Lord Zhisang's shoulders with a look of unwillingness and growled.
"Wake up? Where did I go wrong?"
Master Zhisang patted Master Meng's hand shaking his body and asked with a serious and puzzled look.
"Lord Zhisang! Ander and Xia Yu are still at ease overseas, but you are still here without distinguishing between right and wrong, killing innocent people?! Is it true that you can't escape Andel's spell? Do you just want to spend your whole life?
Trapped in here?”
Lord Meng bit his lip unwillingly and spoke very seriously.
"Trapped here? I'm trapped under Andel's spell? How is that possible? How!? Ah!!"
Before he could say a few words, Master Zhisang covered his head in pain and fell to the ground. While roaring heart-breakingly, he shook his body crazily, trying to get rid of the astonishing pain.
"Master Zhisang, how are you? Are you okay? Is there anything wrong with your health?!"
Seeing Master Zhisang fall to the ground, Master Meng quickly squatted down and asked softly about Master Zhisang's situation.
"Be careful, Master Zhisang's condition is unstable. It seems that he may return to his crazy feeling at any time. If the situation is not good, please don't hesitate. Do you understand?!"
I glanced at Master Meng with some worry, and whispered some worries.
"It doesn't matter to me, but Lord Zhisang seems..."
Master Meng bit his lip unwillingly, as if seeing Master Zhisang in pain at this moment, he could not help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"I...ah! Meng...Meng, is it you?"
The somewhat weak Master Zhisang gently stretched out his hand. With a pale face, he raised his hand tremblingly and asked with surprise on his face.
"It's me! It's me, Lord Meng! You remember me!"
Master Meng grabbed Master Zhisang's hand, and a flash of tears flashed in the corner of his eyes.
"Meng, I heard that you, who trusts the Shadow Dance Sect the most, actually became independent and now you have your own sect. It's really unexpected and ridiculous..."
After hearing these words, Lord Zhisang seemed to have regained his senses in an instant. While he was sarcastic about Lord Meng in front of him, he asked softly.
"Lord Zhisang, you must already know what happened after you left, right? We... just don't want to be disciplined by a new scholar. What's more, the shadow dance he inherited is no longer
It’s the original Shadow Dance.”
Having said this, Master Meng couldn't help but sigh softly, then raised his head and continued to narrate seriously: "Also, since everyone has no ability, then everyone will go their separate ways from now on.
, when the time comes, we will prove to each other who is the one who truly understands the secret of shadow dance."
Master Meng who said this had a look of determination and decisiveness on his face.
Although I didn't understand what happened at the moment, I still used my brain very seriously to prepare for emergencies.
"Are you awake now?"
Master Meng raised his head thoughtfully and asked seriously.
"maybe."
Lord Zhisang sighed and gave the ambiguous answer of stabbing him to death.
"Then, can't you stop?"
"Since you dare to stand in front of me, it proves that you want to stop me and kill them, right?"
Lord Zhisang narrowed his eyes, and instead of answering Lord Meng, he asked instead.
"Well, I want to stop you. I can't let you continue to kill innocent people indiscriminately. You have killed enough. But you have never returned to normal. Can you... really not come back?"
Master Meng's voice was trembling, as if he couldn't bear it.
After all, in my opinion, Master Meng is taking action against his respected senior. Regardless of whether he is sure of winning or not, the test in his heart is extremely powerful.
"Come on, don't try to persuade me. What I saw is true, without any hesitation or falsehood. The woman you are protecting in front of you now is Xia Yu, and the boy next to you is just her new love."
When Master Zhisang said this, he gently clenched his fist, and a faint light bloomed on his light blue armor.
"You step back, take that scared girl and stay away from the two of us. I don't want to accidentally hurt you, and I don't want me to be distracted by you."
When Mr. Meng said this, he gave me a gentle push and asked me to stand back. I also quickly pulled Chen Mengting and dragged her into the kitchen, watching the two people look at each other in front of me.
"Okay. I understand, please be careful with me."
Listening to Master Meng's advice, I nodded slightly, raised my hand and pulled Chen Mengting in front of me into the kitchen. At the same time, I silently recited the mantra and summoned my soul-killing pistol.
The purpose of summoning this thing is not for anything else, but just in case of emergency. If one of the two loses and wants to kill me later, I can counterattack as soon as possible.
"Lord Zhisang, do you really want to spar with me? I...I don't want to...I still don't want to fight you."
Master Meng shook the fist in his hand, and an inexplicable feeling of tension arose spontaneously.
Although I have already prepared in my heart, this is after all a battle with the former Lord of Shadow Dance. Fighting with such pressure, it is impossible to say that Lord Meng is not nervous.
"Come on, since we both think the other is wrong, then we should see the truth and prove our righteousness. Only the winner is qualified to write history! Come on, junior. Let me see what you are like.
How fast it grows!”
Master Zhisang shouted in shock while slowly opening his arms, showing an excited look.
Of course, as the words fell, Master Zhisang instantly turned into countless black shadows and hid in the house without a trace.
"Well, Master Zhisang, since you say so, I will not be polite to you, junior!"
Master Meng took a deep breath, and instantly escaped into the shadows, disappearing in front of me.