"Ms., take care of yourself, my family is leaving here..."
Zhong Yueyan, who was held in Wang Sirui's arms, had tears shining in her beautiful eyes, full of reluctance and discomfort.
On the contrary, Wang Sirui was a little confused.
But when she saw the shadow in her arms, the beauty in her arms cried so sadly.
He also frowned and grabbed his hair from time to time.
"Why..."
"Why can't I remember your name?"
Suddenly.
at this time.
"Come on, you two."
"Stop showing off your affection. This is a fantasy world, not a love story for you two."
"Give me your name, why don't you come from the stars?"
Meng Jing was floating in the air, looking at the two people who were inseparable, and rolled his eyes.
Damn it.
He regretted giving this spiritual weapon to Wang Sirui.
The result was good.
These two people staged a poignant love story for him.
How touching!
Zhong Yueyan raised her head and glanced at Meng Jing, "Can you please stop disturbing us."
"Can't you give each other some space?"
Listen to this.
Meng Jing almost spit out blood.
Is this what my spiritual weapon said to me?
He is the master who forged this spiritual energy.
No matter how you say it, it can be regarded as a gift of childbearing.
Ah...it's the one from Forging Grace!
Is this how you talk to your master?
Knew it!
Now that you have a husband, you forget about the master.
Wang Sirui looked innocent, "Brother, can you help me think of a solution?"
"This girl feels familiar, and it feels like I've seen her for the first time."
"But she's disappearing now, can you help me?"
Wang Sirui felt very conflicted.
The feeling of not knowing each other but not wanting to let the other person leave.
"Lift the back of your hand and let me see."
Meng Jing had heard of it for the first time that Wang Sirui had lost his memory.
Wang Siru raised his hand.
The pattern of the contract on the back of his hand has gradually faded away.
Meng Jing looked at Zhong Yueyan, "Did you cancel the contract signing at the expense of yourself?"
Zhong Yueyan: "Yeah!"
Meng Jing understood.
Generally speaking, there are many ways to cancel a contract with a spiritual weapon.
The first one is that if both parties agree, there will be no loss.
It will not have any impact on either the spiritual weapon or the holder.
Second, if one of the two parties wants to betray the contractual relationship directly, he will be punished by the law of heaven and his own cultivation level will be reduced.
But these two types are the simplest.
And this Zhong Yueyan also adopted the second method.
However, on the basis of the original second method, the item of memory erasure is added.
This also led to Wang Sirui not remembering Zhong Yueyan's existence at all.
"Oh, okay, okay, after finishing my work here, I still have to work hard here!"
Meng Jing felt extremely helpless.
Raise one hand, tap lightly with your fingertips, and release two wisps of pure spiritual energy.
With a whooshing sound, they bounced into their respective bodies.
Wang Sirui, who was still injured, instantly felt a hundred times more energetic.
And when Zhong Yueyan felt this wisp of pure spiritual energy enter her body,
He couldn't help but widen his eyes.
After this ray of pure spiritual energy entered her body, it began to repair the injured wounds in her body.
Moreover, his soul, which was about to be scattered, condensed at that moment.
"Is it possible that this master has broken through to the emperor realm?"
Zhong Yueyan couldn't help but look back at Meng Jing, with more respect in her beautiful eyes.
Originally, she thought she would ask her master if she had time.
How was she created in the first place?
Now it seems that this is not necessary at all.
With such strength alone, an ordinary person would probably die countless times.
Fortunately, her master has a good temper!
"Wang Sirui, you go up first to help Wang Sheng'en and deal with those people. Remember to bring back all the corpses you killed before!"
Seeing that Wang Sirui was safe and sound, Meng Jing gave an explanation.
Anyway, Wang Shengen couldn't deal with those black warriors in a short time.
It would be better to ask Wang Sirui to help.
Just as Zhong Yueyan thought in her heart, her cultivation level had indeed broken through to the emperor level.
This was achieved with the help of the bloodline of the Dark Clan absorbed into Wang Shengen's body and the spiritual stones in his backpack.
It can be said that his space backpack resources have been reduced.
It just so happened that Wang Sirui had killed many people before this.
Just recycle them to get some spiritual stones.
Otherwise, it will be really difficult to gather resources for future breakthroughs.
"yes, Sir!"
Wang Sirui also stamped his feet and rushed out.
On the ground, only Wang Sirui and Zhong Yueyan were left.
"come on!"
"Help you reshape the sword!"
Meng Jing greeted.
The deep-sea dragon crocodile he had hunted before had almost all the materials he had consumed.
But, I still have a lot of materials for other World of Warcraft.
The worst thing is to use other materials instead.
After Zhong Yueyan hummed, it turned into a wisp of smoke.
Soon, in view.
An epee also appeared.
There are also many cracks on the surface of this heavy sword.
Especially the position of the blade was also cracked.
When Meng Jing saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head.
This injury is really serious.
If she had been in the half-step Spirit Master realm before, it would have been really difficult to help her rebuild a sword body.
but.
His current cultivation strength is the Emperor Realm.
Helping her reshape a physical body was simply a piece of cake.
It is even said that as long as you have a trace of soul, he can save you.
This is the power of a strong person in the Emperor Realm.
Meng Jing waved his hand and took out a bottle of bright red blood from his space backpack.
After taking out this blood.
After feeling the same breath in the air, it became constantly boiling and rolling.
That's right.
All this blood is from the body of the deep-sea dragon crocodile.
At this time, it can still maintain maximum activity, as if it has never died from the beginning to the end.
Meng Jing opened his palms, and with a sudden sound, the flames in his palms suddenly rose.
The flames roared out, covering the blood in the porcelain bottle.
Under the high temperature baking, the stopper on the surface of the porcelain bottle is caused by the rapid expansion of gas in the porcelain bottle.
With a bang, the plug flew out.
A strong smell of blood came from it.
