Chapter 187

Jiang chenbi's pupil shrank suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something -

Xiao Yunjing once chased Yan Yi out of the city in Qingque Taoist temple, but he never mentioned Meng engchuan. It is clear that he should know Meng's reputation. If he has new hatred and old hatred with Yan Yi, there is no reason to ignore Meng's big man.

I see, so it is!

At the beginning, the invitation card for flower guests was just a cover, for it was not Sikong Ling, but Meng engchuan!

It's really Xiao Yunjing's style to make such a move step by step. Jiang chenbi only felt a sudden cold wind, which made her cold from inside to outside.

If Meng is really in the hands of the old fox at this time, it is extremely dangerous.

At night, it is quiet at night. A small room, a bean candle fire, a square wooden table, on which lies a piece of red jade inlaid with pearls. There is also a cool tea on the table. Obviously, the host has no intention to taste tea, but just sits quietly and distracted. There was a low knock on the door outside the wing room.

Creak, a door rings, and was very slightly closed, the comer put the candlestick on the table, gave a gift, stood on the side, "Mr. Meng, my master son, please Mr. Meng."

Meng's eyes were covered with a layer of black veil, which made his face more like a jade. However, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed. "Since it is your master who favors me, let him come to see me."

He was not polite, and even the visitors were not angry. "Mr. Meng, I'm just a servant. You are a noble guest. Why bother us to be servants?"

Meng nianchuan mouth floating a faint sneer, after all, no more said anything, suddenly rose.

"Let's go. I'd like to know what I can do for such a small person as me in such a large Regent's mansion."

The servant's face changed slightly, but he didn't say much. He just took off the veil on Meng's face and bowed his waist according to his words, "please."

A wooden table, a pot of tea, Xiao Yunjing wearing a home-made white robe, sitting behind the desk, eyebrows drooping, clean hands burning incense.

If he hadn't witnessed his skill in court, he would have thought he was a hermit in the painting.

"Here it is." The man put down the fragrance of the small gold spoon, raised his hand to help, "sit down."

Meng forgetting Chuan obviously did not intend to appreciate, ha ha dry smile several times, "Regent is what kind of character, grass people stand listening to training."

"You are my guest, anyway." Xiao Yunjing slightly raised his eyes, "there is no reason for the guests to stand and listen to the training. First of all, they lost their courtesy and asked the doctor not to pay attention to it."

Meng's face was embarrassed and polite, "thank you so much." In spite of this, there was no sense of sitting down.

"He has heard of the famous doctor for a long time. Today, he has finally heard about it." Xiao Yunjing slowly opened the golden cloud pattern white tea cup and took a sip. "It's a pity that the miracle doctor has the talent to help the world, but he's inclined to be in a corner. Isn't it a pity?"

Meng forgetting Chuan knew that Xiao Yunjing would never summon him out of the ordinary without any reason. Since he came, he must have a plot. He understood it thoroughly in his heart, but on the surface, he still looked like an ancient well. "Although the grassroots are stupid, they also know the truth that the Tao is different from each other."

As soon as he said this, he was shocked. Except for Xiao Yunjing's face, the rest of them all changed color: is this man at ease and doesn't want that life!?

The candle was blazing and blazing, and the killing intention of the mountain rain was brewing in the stillness. The sky suddenly thundered, and a flash of lightning lit up most of the dormitories. The extravagant decoration was shrouded in the darkness of isolating the day. The red gauze curtain of the golden thread Python actually showed a bit of blood gas.

Xiao Yunjing a pair of eyes will be in that mingmie, flashing a smile to kill.

"The miracle doctor is really outspoken. The king likes people who have something to say."

Mengengchuan Yiyi head, not humble, not arrogant, "I am just a grass-roots, no talent, no virtue, the Lord praised."

"A grassroots?" Xiao Yunjing brushed his sleeve and laughed, "forget the river, forget the river. What do you want to forget? Forget that you were once the son of a rich family, after the Yan Family of the four famous people in Yanjing? "

Meng was stunned for a moment and then laughed. "Everyone said that the Regent was so powerful that he couldn't believe it at the beginning, but now he does. I don't know what you're trying to do for the next abandoned child who will be expelled from the family? "

"Come on Xiao Yunjing stroked his hand and said, "although there are numerous masters in my seat, there is only one person in the Wulin who is skilled in medical skills. What's more, even in Yan's mansion, the name of your outstanding young talents has been found. If you are willing to surrender, you will have a bright future in the future."

From afar, he reached out a hand to Meng, which was delicate and white, and did not look like a man who had passed the age of thirty.

But who knows that such a pair of exquisite hands, between the ups and downs, can take people's lives and destroy the whole family.

Meng Yichuan nodded his head a little, and slowly walked forward. Now he carefully examined Xiao Yunjing's face. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were full of cold stars. He could not see any trace of years' cutting out. His face was white, noble and graceful. It was really a bewildering appearance. ,The Regent thought that the grassroots would yield to your authority? Or do you want to be a slave for the benefits of your life? " He had a deep laugh in his throat, and his eyes were full of light. "The Lord has everything to do. He has set fire to the three palaces, causing chaos in the world, and harming countless people. He is not afraid that the evil spirits of midnight dream will disturb your dream?"

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Yunjing was so angry that he kicked over the lotus shaped silver jar on the sandalwood frame. It was like a ball falling jade. The water was splashed with porcelain pieces. Several red and golden carp whirled in the air for a short time and fell to the ground in a beautiful posture.

His sword said with words, that bright sword edge straight to Meng forget Chuan's throat.

"If you want me to die, you can't say more. Although the grassroots are not talented, they are better than those of Lingbo and Yuanzhi. It's easy to want my life, but it's hard for me to plan for meat eaters in this life! "

Xiao Yunjing's sword edge has left a thin bloodstain on the man's neck. He laughs angrily, "good, good, good! He has the backbone and deserves to be a person in the river and lake. " He raised the man's jaw with the blade of his sword, and approached step by step, until his cloak covered most of the candle light, and his face showed some ferocious smile under the darkness, "do you think I will kill you? No, I can't. I hope your bones are really so hard. Don't let me down. "

At the end of the speech, he suddenly put the sword into the scabbard and raised his jaw to the people on his side, "bring the man up."

"Yes

Xiao Yunjing straightened her dress and restored the elegant appearance of everything in her hands. Meng forgot Chuan's groundless heart and didn't understand Xiao Yunjing's idea. After a while, the two men came up with a tight sack and left them on the ground.

As soon as the person inside landed, he immediately spared no effort to struggle up, and his mouth was constantly purring, but he seemed to be blocked and unable to speak.

Who is this?

With keen intuition, Meng engchuan knows that one is not Sikong Ling, the other is Yan Yi. Then, who will it be?

Xiao Yunjing again signaled that a man in Xuanyi came forward and handed Meng forgetchuan a dagger.

"Kill him, and the king will let you go."