Gu Hao and the others hurriedly ran to the parking place down the mountain in the dark. The driver of the other car, who was also a friend of Zhao Jiayu, was about to ask them if the matter was done, but found that two people were missing. He was a little surprised and said, "Where are those two friends? Why don't you see them?"
Although this person was a friend of Zhao Jiayu, he probably knew nothing about this matter. Naturally, Gu Hao didn't want to involve him, so he casually said, "They are at the back. They will be here soon. Let's wait here first." a period of time."
Zhao Jiayu remained silent along the way. He probably started to think about whether what he had done over the years was right or wrong, and Duan Ying... did she really do all this to avenge Tingting? There was obviously something else mixed in, something that made him feel deeply frightened...
Hu Yuan's expression wasn't much better. Although he had no knowledge of Tingting's death, his mother's behavior was undeniably to blame. If the other person was not his own mother, he would probably hate her as much as Zhao Jiayu. But she happened to be her own mother, someone who started out in the name of love... but did things that hurt others. Although he could not avenge his mother for Tingting, the rift between mother and son had already appeared, and it could never be repaired.
Zhou Shiwu was no longer concerned about whether Hu Yuan could undo the poison. When he saw the behemoth just now, he was extremely shocked. He saw his own insignificance and the horror of the unknown world. He even had He began to regret taking care of Hu Yuan... Of course, the reason why he thought so was not because of fear, but because he was worried about Song Jiang's safety.
"Will they be okay?" Zhou Shiwu grabbed Gu Hao and asked seriously.
Gu Hao thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "Frankly speaking, I don't know either... I still haven't figured out what that thing is, but I believe that Meng Zhe will be fine as long as he is in Songjiang. "
Zhou Shiwu was not a fool. He understood that Gu Hao's implication was that if Meng Zhe could beat that guy, everything would be easy. Otherwise, let alone Song Jiang, even Meng Zhe himself might not be able to escape unscathed... Thinking of this, Zhou Shiwu was not a fool. Shi Wu turned around and walked back. Seeing this, Gu Hao quickly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing!?"
"I'll bring Song Jiang down..." Zhou Shiwu said with a gloomy expression.
Gu Hao had to admire the courage of the man in front of him. He had just experienced such a shocking scene and still dared to go back? And Gu Hao has always known that he is not a good person. He can only go back because of Song Jiang, but if he loses his life for a love that he doesn't even know why... isn't it a bit unworthy?
"Wait a minute... Meng Zhe will be fine in Songjiang." Gu Hao finally swallowed all the words that came to his lips. After all, that matter cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences. Now he hastily He probably wouldn't believe it if he told Zhou Shiwu that he had lost a memory.
At the same time, Meng Zhe and Song Jiang on the mountain didn't know what to do with this behemoth. Regardless of what it was, once it woke up, it shouldn't be so easy to fall asleep again, but fortunately this guy's brain was not It's so bright, maybe things can turn around.
Thinking of this, Song Jiang shouted loudly, "Can you sit down and talk to us? You are too tall. I have to raise my head to talk to you."
At first, Meng Zhe thought Song Jiang's words were too idiotic. Doesn't he need to raise his head to speak when the other party sits down? Besides, is that big guy so easy to talk to? Just let it sit and let it sit? ! As a result, Meng Zhe was slapped in the face the next second, and saw that the big guy actually sat back, and then asked Song Jiang angrily, "Is it okay now?"
Song Jiang said with a satisfied look, "That's enough... By the way, have you remembered your name now?"
The big man thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I still can't remember..."
"Then why do you remember the name of the White Tiger God?" Song Jiang asked in surprise.
The big guy's reaction was indeed a bit slow. It had to think about every question asked by Song Jiang before answering, "I don't remember... I must have heard it before."
Song Jiang nodded and said, "Oh, how old are you this year?"
The big man still looked confused and said, "I don't know..."
During the back-and-forth conversation between Song Jiang and the big guy, Meng Zhe discovered that the other party had a simple mind and was probably not a cruel monster. However, his owner was not necessarily certain, and he had heard the name of the White Tiger God Lord. This was also true. That is to say, its owner has probably seen or known the White Tiger God...
Thinking of this, Meng Zhe lowered his voice and said to Song Jiang, "Ask if it has an owner?"
"Why don't you ask yourself?" Song Jiang protested in a low voice.
Meng Zhe laughed dryly after hearing this and said, "Because it likes you better..."
Song Jiang had no choice but to continue shouting at the top of his lungs, "By the way, have you always stayed here alone? Do you have... a master?"
"Master...? Yes, I have a master. I'm not alone here." Under Song Jiang's guidance, the big man seemed to be slowly recovering some memories.
"What about your master? Where is he?" Song Jiang continued to ask.
This was a very common question, but unexpectedly the big guy suddenly became silent. Song Jiang thought at first that the other party didn't hear what he said clearly, so he repeated it again, but he heard the big guy's voice filled with anger. He said in one sentence, "I remembered...my master died. He was killed by mortals like you."
The big guy stood up again while talking. The difference from before was that the aura around it this time was completely different. If the flying sand and rocks before were only caused by the movement of its body, the strong wind now was. Because of its anger, the surrounding aura instantly changed. Meng Zhe immediately drew out the Zhuxian Sword and quickly drew a barrier with his hands, trapping Song Jiang in it...
"Why does it fall out so quickly when it turns against it?" Song Jiang asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Meng Zhe raised the Zhuxian Sword into the air and said, "Your words reminded me of something... It seems that this battle cannot be fought without fighting."
It's not like Song Jiang has never seen Meng Zhe fight with big monsters, but this is the first time for such a big guy. It's a big mountain... It's false to say that Song Jiang is not worried, and he has always known about Meng Zhe's soul. His strength was not fully restored, so he had to walk around the world as Meng Zhe. Otherwise, with his temperament, if he returned to the White Tiger God King in his heyday, how could he live like a mortal like he does now?
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