One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

On this end, the little copper cat ran back to Meng Guiwen's side.

But when she rushed to Feng Qi's side, she stared at Feng Qi for a while.

This person is indeed her master, and the body is also her own master, but she feels that she is not her own master.

Feng Qi didn't tease the little copper cat either.

He pointed to the tall tower in the distance: "Your master has gone over there."

The little copper cat stared at Feng Qi, and slowly moved to the direction of the tower.

She originally wanted to run, but stopped to thank Feng Qi, then turned and ran away.

Feng Qi was a little surprised that this kitten also learned to salute.

It surprised him a little.

-

At this time, Meng Guiwen and Yingdeng climbed up the tall tower.

Meng Guiwen was a little puzzled, why he couldn't use spells to fly up.

But seeing Yingdeng climbing step by step, she held back.

What happens if you use the spell.

After all, she had experienced this kind of thing not long ago.

When one person and one fox climbed up the high tower, many spirit beasts and monsters gathered under the high tower.

On the top of the tower is a beautiful little house.

There is pink and red tulle all over it.

Obviously, none of these things originally existed here, but were brought by Yingdeng later.

And across from the house where she lives, there is a skeleton in clothes.

Looking at the skeleton, it should be a man.

The man is still sitting cross-legged.

His bones were broken in many places.

These fractured marks were not formed recently, but were formed during his lifetime.

But as long as the ten layers of hell fall, this bone cannot be left behind.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen looked back at Yingdeng.

It must have been made by Ying Deng.

Seeing Meng Guiwen looking at him, Yingdeng bowed his head and said, "He told me a lot of stories. Don't you humans pay attention to burial? I think his descendants will always come to him, and they should be able to take him Let's go back."

So at the moment when he got up from the Ten Hells, Yingdeng regrouped and barely protected his bones.

Of course, if he was still alive when he came down from the Ten Hells, there would not even be any bones left.

She can't get out, but as a human race, he can go out.

But she is a monster, and she can't heal humans.

Even at that time, as long as there is a doctor, he can survive.

But after thinking about it, it is good for him to die, at least he can still leave a pair of bones.

Listening to Yingdeng's words, Meng Guiwen never expected to hear the words "buried in the earth for peace" from the mouth of a monster clan.

Obviously it was the human race who locked her in this forbidden place.

And she should also know that this person is a disciple of Tai Sui Ling.

But she still put his bones in this place.

This made Meng Guiyi start to re-examine the Firefox.

Regarding the matter of unraveling the Ten Hells, Meng Guiyi completely left it to Yu He and Feng Qi.

She doesn't know anything about law enforcement agencies.

Of course, if it can be pushed flat, it must be resolved by force.

It's just that all the spirit beasts are coming towards this tower, so there must be a mystery in this tower.

Meng Guiwen searched around the top of the tower, but found nothing useful.

Instead, she was standing on the top of the tower, and she could touch the huge formation with her hand.

The ten levels of hell have been completely completed, and it is only a matter of time.

The moment Meng Guiyi came down from the top of the tower, the formation also reached the top of the tower.

If Meng Guiyue was so late, she would be swallowed up by this formation in an instant.

Yingdeng looked at this person who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and dared to climb to the top of the tower even though the formation was already on top of his head.

Obviously, she only has one life, and if she dies, she will have nothing, so she dares to act like this.

Yingdeng watched Meng Guiyi come down, and leaned over: "Are you okay, I can see your hair..."

But before she finished speaking, Meng Guiwen reached out and grabbed a handful of hair from her head, and the top of her left head was already red and swollen, as if something was eroding her flesh.

It was eroded before it touched the formation.

If you encounter it, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yingdeng was worried about Meng Guiyi, not because there was any friendship between the two, but because this little girl knew about their demon world.

If I want to know about the demon world, I can only know it from her mouth.

And maybe this little girl can lead her out of this ghost place.

-

Meng Guiwen didn't feel any pain, she took out a bottle of medicine from the storage bag, and poured it on the top of her head without hesitation.

There was a stabbing sound, and white smoke rose up, which made the lamp next to it feel very painful.

Looking at this little girl again, her face was still expressionless, the medicine on her head was mixed with blood and flowed all over her face, she still didn't feel anything.

It was still Yingdeng who took the pink handkerchief next to him, and helped Meng Guiyi wipe the blood on his face with some distress.

Why can't this child even take care of himself?

Of course, it was not Meng Guiwen that Yingdeng felt distressed about, but her pink handkerchief.

She only has one piece of this pink handkerchief, and after using it, she no longer has it.

Meng Guiwen didn't care.

After all, this is a clone. Although the body can feel the pain, it is a clone. Even if the clone dies, her body will suffer some internal injuries at most.

Take a month or so of recuperation, and you should be fine...three months.

Meng Guiwen walked towards the man's bones, reached out and took out a piece of cloth, and then pulled the man's bones onto the cloth.

Yingdeng wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Then he could only watch as Meng Guiwen wrapped up the pile of bones and stuffed them into the storage bag.

"You don't seem to have any distress for your fellow clan." Yingdeng couldn't help complaining.

When others saw this kind of corpse, they would show respect, but she was fine, so she just threw it into the storage bag.

"Huh? He has been dead for 300 years." Meng Guiwen was a little puzzled.

If his soul body was reincarnated, he would be a monk of one or two hundred years old now.

For this kind of corpse that he didn't even remember, Meng Guiwen felt that it was her greatest kindness that she could take him out and bury him.

Ying Deng felt speechless.

Seeing that Yingdeng was silent, Meng Guiwen looked at her again: "You don't want to find his reincarnation, do you?"

Ying Deng, who had been punctured, immediately waved his hands to deny it, and even used the big fluffy tail behind him.

But this kind of lie didn't work for Meng Guiwen.

"It's not very difficult to find him. Now his reincarnation should be in full bloom." Meng Guiwen comforted her.

Although they think that if the cultivator does not ask the cultivator to go to the past, the other party will fall and reincarnate as a human being, even if the other party's reincarnation can be counted.

Will not deliberately bother.

If the other party is still willing to cultivate immortality, then naturally someone will guide him to practice.

As for Meng Guiyi...

What are the rules?

If others didn't find out, then she didn't relapse.

"Can you really find him?" Yingdeng's big onyx-like eyes stared at her sparklingly.

Meng Guiwen nodded: "Yes."

This made Ying Deng a little happy.

But she was not happy for long, the fox's ears and tail drooped down.

"If you find him, he will forget what he said before." Yingdeng didn't care if the other party turned into a man or a woman.

It's just that what he once said to himself, there is probably no way to keep the promise.

Meng Guiyi tilted his head.

"Just remember." She said it as a matter of course.