Chapter 20

Name:Young Martial God Author:顾衿
Meng Qi, as a member of Meng's family, must not be in a simple state. If you let Meng's family know that he died in Nangong's family, it will cause a lot of trouble and make Nangong's family try their best to catch the real murderer.

If found out, he'll be in danger.

What to do?

Ye Zhi's mind is blank. He can't calm down.

"Zhi, there's the breath of a warrior who wants to be in the realm of martial arts." The world's old evil is indifferent.

"The one who thinks about Jingwu?" Ye Zhi gaped.

"Yes, there are two possibilities for those who want to study kungfu. First, let the Nangong family find it; second, let the Meng family find it. But either way, as long as you are careful, there should be no danger. "

Ye Zhi's eyes brightened.

"Remember, you're just a servant. No one will think of you. Moreover, if it's a member of the Nangong family, although the Meng family is a subsidiary of the Nangong family, he died outside the Nangong family. The Nangong family will also deal with it in a low-key way. "

"But if it's the Meng family, you'll have fun. They'll come after you for sure. Although you're a servant, you're also a servant of the Nangong family. The Meng family doesn't dare to make a public statement. Besides, it's the command of Meng Qing, and he won't show it."

Chief Ye sighed, and a huge stone fell to the ground in his heart.

"Except Meng Qing, even if others find out, they will not think of themselves."

"Recently you have to be careful, and Meng Qing, who knows what tricks he will play?" Ye Zhi squints his eyes, the cold light passes by, and then disappears in the night.

Finally, the strength of the breakthrough, ye Zhi excited, but also aware of the existence of the crisis, from Mengqing.

Not to mention who took Meng Qi's body, he had to enhance his strength quickly.

Blood soul realm is just the beginning of martial arts. Only when you enter the transmutation realm can you be regarded as a qualified warrior.

Back to the room, after cleaning, he sat cross legged on the bed and went into the practice with the blood and spirit water.

The cultivation of martial arts has two talents and eight efforts. Only those who have firm perseverance and perseverance can make progress. Those who muddle along and become a monk can't be consistent. Their strength is like sailing against the current.

As a servant, ye Zhi understands the cruelty of martial arts. Since his elder sister was taken away five years ago, he has understood the survival rules of Tianling martial arts.

Only those who have strong strength can protect themselves and others and make a difference.

The next day, ye Zhi woke up at noon.

The outside light was hot, and a dazzling light through the window shone on his face.

Squinting, he moved down to avoid the glare.

Concentrate on feeling the abundant Qi and blood in the body, and the muscle shaking contains the power of gravel.

"The second level of blood and soul realm, although it has absorbed Mengqi's Qi and blood under the ten exercises yesterday, the foundation is not solid. Today, it is necessary to go to the linghuoge pressure field for training to be solid."

Ye Zhi murmured softly, then got out of bed and stretched his limbs.

For a long time, he sat cross legged on the ground and opened the miaoguang ring with herbs. It was filled with crystal boxes and bottles, a total of hundreds.

Looking at a lot of things, ye Zhi was stunned.

"What do they think of me? So many herbs, when do you want to refine them? " He gave a wry smile.

Looking around, I found that there were two ancient books in the crystal box. When I was confused, I took them out.

It turned out to be "secret recipe of Lingshui" and "experience of refining Lu Jun"

Seeing these two books, ye Zhi was very excited.

"It's good to have the secret recipe of Lingshui. Actually, there is Master Lu Jun's experience of refining Lingshui. With these refining Lingshui, I can study it myself." Ye Zhi licks his lips and opens it impatiently. He feels it and looks it carefully.

The above records Lu Jun's experience and steps of refining from Yizhong Lingshui to Sanzhong Lingshui, as well as the relevant precautions, which are very detailed.

Ye Zhi's eyes are full of light. He is completely intoxicated with it, and he is seriously learning the relevant knowledge of the spirit bearer.

Dong Dong!

I don't know how long it took to wake up Ye Zhi with a sudden knock on the door.

He frowned a little. Who was knocking at the door?

He closed the book and got up to open the door.

The person at the door is very familiar, ye Zhi can't help but look heavy.

"Manager Ma."

Ye Zhi Piao an eye hemp manager, light a smile: "what's up?"

Ye Zhi's attitude made manager Ma angry, but he shivered when he thought of Ye Zhi's terrible martial arts, which was engulfed by Qi and blood last time.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, manager Ma showed a strong smile on his face and said: "ha ha, ye Zhi, Miss Xue asked me to come to you and let you go to the snow garden as soon as possible."

"Miss Xue is looking for me?" When ye Zhimei raised his eyebrows, he felt tight in his heart. When he thought of it, he turned pale.

It can't be that, can it?

He became uneasy.

See ye Zhi dazed appearance, Ma manager hesitated for a moment, said: "Ye Zhi, Miss snow seems very anxious, you go as soon as possible."

worry?

Ye Zhi is more uneasy, said a voice to hemp General Manager: "understood."

Dong!

The door closed.

"Shit."

Looking at the closed door, manager Ma scolded and left.

The words all spread, other don't care, the last time of thing he still scared, dare not pick Ye Zhi's thorn son.

Ye Zhi arrives at Guanxue garden quickly, and his heart is full of ups and downs.

Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in, please."

In the courtyard spreads the South Temple magic snow indifferent voice, the leaf holds to open the door to enter.

The moment he was admitted to hospital, his pupils contracted and there was a flash of panic in his eyes.

Nangong magic snow sitting in front of the stone table, also standing beside a person.

It's Meng Qing.

Meng Qing's eyes stare at Ye Zhi fiercely, and there is a trace of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"The second level of blood and soul?"

Feeling the change of Ye Zhi's breath, Nangong magic Snow's beautiful eyes also show a touch of surprise.

"Miss snow, master Meng." Ye Zhi clenched his teeth and bowed to Nangong magic snow.

"Mr. Meng, ye Zhi has arrived. If you have a word, please say hello." Nangong magic snow glanced at Mengqing, then looked at Ye Zhi deeply and said: "Ye Zhi, menggong has something to ask you, you can tell me what you know."

No, it's really Mengqi.

Ye Zhi's heart was hanging high, and he clenched his fist to calm himself down. Facing Meng Qing's fierce eyes, he slowly said, "Ye Zhi definitely knows everything and says everything."

"Ye Zhi, I ask you, yesterday I sent Mengqi to find you, but Mengqi didn't come back." Meng Qing squinted and looked at Ye Zhi darkly: "do you know where he went?"

Ye Zhi was stunned and asked, "Mengqi? I haven't seen him at all. Young master Meng, ye Zhi was at home all the time yesterday. He didn't go out, and no one came to me

Meng Qing stares at Ye Zhi, trying to see a clue from his face, but it's still fruitless. The look of amazement doesn't seem to be fake.

Is it hard for Mengqi to find this boy? Where did he go?

Meng Qing frowned, looked fiercely, and said darkly, "Oh? Meng Qi is the son of elder Meng Feng of my Meng family. If there is really something wrong, how can I explain it? "

"You really don't know?"

Ye Zhi gave a wry smile: "master Meng, I really haven't met master Meng Qi. I was at home all day yesterday, and miss Xue can testify for me."

After that, he looked at Nangong huanxue nervously.

Nangong magic snow Zheng Zheng, did not expect that ye Zhi would pull her.

"Yes, I testify that ye Zhi stayed in Guanxue garden yesterday." Nangong magic snow beautiful eye rotation, indifferent to Piao eye Ye Zhi, in Ye Zhi trembling slowly said.

Meng Qing's face became very embarrassed.

Ye Zhi took a long breath, looked at Meng Qing's embarrassed face, and suddenly said in confusion: "master Meng, Ye is just an ordinary servant. What can master Meng send master Meng Qi to me for

Nangong magic snow eyebrows a high, eyes in a glimmer of light.

She smiles and looks at Meng Qing.

In the gaze of Ye Zhi and Nangong huanxue, Meng Qing looks embarrassed.

Ye, whether Meng Qi's disappearance has nothing to do with you, I will not forgive you.

Secretly scolded a sentence, he some awkwardly smile: "Miss snow, this matter really can't say."

what?

Ye Zhi has a bad feeling in his heart. What tricks is this man playing?

"There are no outsiders here, Mr. Meng, but it's OK to say so." Nangong magic snow face unchanged, looking at Mengqing said.

"Yes, I have dealt with Ye Zhi several times, and found that he has a great talent in martial arts. Unfortunately, I think he can come to our house and cultivate it well by us." Meng Qing clenched his teeth and said with a broken face.

With these words, he was full of remorse.

As a young man of the Meng family, he fought for a servant. I'm afraid he would lose face if he wanted to spread the truth.

The inner hatred for ye Zhi is stronger.

"Ye Zhi, I didn't expect that you would be favored by Mr. Meng. If you want to go to Mr. Meng's house, I won't stop you." Nangong magic snow looks at Ye Zhi and smiles.

I don't know why, the sole of Ye Zhi's feet is cooling. Nangong huanxue's words seem to pierce his body with a sharp blade.

Forced to squeeze out a smile on his face, he quickly said: "Miss Xue has great kindness to ye, and ye is willing to follow her."

"Don't take this chance!"?! Are you addicted to serving people? Fool, I'm so angry. "

The old devil roared in his mind.

Ye Zhi's face was stiff, and then he laughed.

Nangong magic snow showed a strange smile on her beautiful face. She said faintly: "Mr. Meng, you have heard that. He doesn't want to go. Do you have anything else to do?"

Meng Qing's face is stiff, looking at Nangong magic snow, showing a trace of surprise. In other words, no matter it has nothing to do with Ye Zhi, I will not mention it. Nangong huanxue talks for a servant. Is it hard for her to be a servant? There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, but he didn't offend Nangong huanxue's courage. He squeezed a smile on his dull face: "Miss Xue, since Mengqi hasn't found Ye Zhi, I'll leave." Like to hold (hold) the fastest update speed.