"Ah this..."
Meng Jing felt a little ashamed when he heard the middle-aged man's request.
"What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man withdrew his palm, curious.
"What would you think if I said that silly girl knew about that?" Meng Jing said.
As early as a long time ago, when I met him for the first time in that Xuanwu Manor.
He had already told that silly girl about this matter.
No, that silly girl was very drunk tonight.
Isn't it just because you know this?
After hearing what Meng Jing said, the expression of the middle-aged man who had no expression changed slightly.
There was also a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
"That girl actually knows about this."
"Is she disappointed?"
The middle-aged man recalled that afternoon, when the silly girl still showed her usual expression.
But at that time, I didn't know why.
He always felt that this girl was deliberately making this expression to show her.
Now that I think about it.
Everything seems to be explained.
"Well, yes, that girl was very drunk tonight."
Meng Jing also said helplessly.
Immediately, the middle-aged man sighed softly, "This silly girl..."
A moment of melancholy.
The middle-aged man moved his palm and handed over the golden fragment suspended in the air.
"You should accept this broken page first."
But just when Meng Jing was about to accept it, an evil aura suddenly burst out from the middle-aged man's body.
The sound of strange laughter also sounded.
"In just a few days when I have been away, you actually want to give my things to this young man!"
The middle-aged man's expression became extremely ferocious.
But the angry expression didn't seem to be for Meng Jing.
Rather, show it to yourself.
In other words, this middle-aged man himself.
"Bring it to you!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man stretched out a hand and snatched the golden page that had just been handed over.
"hehe!"
Looking at the middle-aged man who has become another person, full of poisonous clan aura.
Meng Jing sneered.
Of course, it was impossible to give the opponent a chance to snatch it away. He quickly waved his hand and put the golden page into the ring.
Then, the other hand suddenly grabbed the other person's arm.
Whoosh.
The flames roar!
A blazing flame immediately spread out from Meng Jing's palm.
It burned all the way along the middle-aged man's arm!
"It's actually the immortal fire! Hahaha!"
Looking at the flames spreading on his arm, the middle-aged man not only showed no fear at all.
Instead, there was a burst of laughter.
"If you are the fire of heaven and earth, you can only cause harm to me."
"You are just an ordinary beast fire, and you still think of causing harm to me. You are looking down on me too much!"
Ordinary animal fire?
Hearing this, Meng Jing couldn't help but feel a little surprised on his face.
The poisonous gas hidden in the middle-aged man's body was enough to know that he was using animal fire.
The key is that this guy can also call out the name of this beast fire.
You know, this Fierce Winged Tiger has been extinct for a long time.
Even fewer people know about the immortal fire they hold.
Even when he was in Yao Chen's ancient book, he was not able to discover the existence of this immortal fire.
This guy can actually see it at a glance.
That being said.
The other party is probably an old guy who has existed for nearly a thousand years.
Only with this possibility can the other party know about the Immortal Fire.
"Soul of Origin Poison!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man burst into an angry voice.
After the sound fell, a palm was wrapped in poisonous gas.
Immediately, he suddenly patted Meng Jing's chest.
Poof!
Meng Jing did not react to this palm.
The whole person's chest was struck by that palm, and his body retreated continuously.
After stabilizing his figure, Meng Jing lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
There is already a red palm print on the chest.
And in his body, he could clearly feel that a poisonous gas was invading.
If it weren't for the fact that he still had the blood of Lie Yihu in his body.
Otherwise, there is absolutely no way to withstand the poison contained in this palm.
"seal up!"
Meng Jing gritted his teeth and drank in his heart.
Immediately, his fingertips kept tapping the acupuncture points on his body.
But after tapping the second acupuncture point, a cold feeling came over me.
The flames in the castle suddenly extinguished a lot.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the middle-aged man came directly in front of Meng Jing.
"Little one, I never thought that you actually have the blood of the Fierce Winged Tiger clan!"
"This really surprises me!"
"It has been many years since I, the king, have been able to meet someone with such pure blood as yours!"
"If it weren't for this, I would be almost in control of this body now."
"Otherwise, your body is really my favorite!"
After saying that, he sneered again and again.
Then, a big hand quickly grabbed it.
Meng Jing was caught by the opponent and his whole body rose into the air.
A feeling of suffocation that made it difficult to breathe surged through my body.
He miscalculated.
I thought that even if I couldn't defeat this middle-aged man tonight, I would still be able to escape smoothly.
But right now, this middle-aged man's strength has far exceeded his imagination.
horrible!
Tricky!
This was Meng Jing's only thought at this time.
"But it's a pity."
"I don't need the body of a little guy like you for the time being."
"Is this the end?"
Looking at the ferocious expression of the middle-aged man, it became extremely terrifying, and the killing intent in his pupils became more and more intense.
Meng Jing felt that he was likely to be killed by this guy.
If he had absorbed the fire from heaven and earth.
Will this situation be different?
Just when Meng Jing thought he was about to finish playing, a cold voice sounded.
"Let go of my brother!"
As the voice fell, Meng Jing felt that the air around him suddenly increased several times!
A burst of fire shone above the head.
Looking up, he saw a familiar figure standing in the void.
In her hand, there was already a purple flame that was constantly gathering.
The middle-aged man also raised his head at this moment. Perhaps because the fire above his head was too dazzling, he slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure in the void.
"Another one to die?"
The middle-aged man sneered.
It seemed that he was not at all afraid of the other party's appearance.
On the contrary, he showed an expression of interest.
Like a hunter staring at his prey!
