Early in the morning.
Many monks, led by the Pavilion Master and Deputy Pavilion Master, returned to the Bloodbath Pavilion.
The first thing is to discuss merit and reward.
The monks who died in the battle were as if they had been forgotten. No one would remember them, and their death was in vain.
The Master of the Bloodbath Pavilion stood on the big blood-colored monument and said energetically: "Brothers, tonight is a great harvest for all of us."
"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"
"It's all the opportunity given by the Pavilion Master."
"Haha, grudges and grudges are what life is like!"
While many monks were exhausted in body and soul, they were extremely excited in their hearts. They were slowly repairing their injuries while waiting for the credit to be included in the token.
Then, the fair-faced handsome man began to hand out his achievements. A stream of light appeared on his fingertips and penetrated into the tokens of the monks below...
What is worth mentioning is that there is no mistake in who kills how many.
A point of light was integrated into Zhao Fan's token, and the message of one hundred and ten merit points appeared in his consciousness. This symbolized that in addition to the participation rewards, there was another person who died in the camp of the Lord of the Great Country. In his hand was the head given by Meier.
Not long after, the credits were distributed.
The fair-faced handsome man's voice clearly reached the ears of the monks below, "I, the Bloodbath Pavilion, ranked second in the number of kills among the leaders of the five forces. Although I did not reach the first place, everyone who went there tonight was extra." Earn eighty merit points.”
After he finished speaking, large areas of light emerged again, like a goddess scattering flowers, and got into the tokens of many monks.
Zhao Fan touched his token with his fingers and couldn't help but smile to himself: "I've only been here for one day, and I've already made two hundred and one achievements."
Then, the master of the Bloodbath Pavilion waved his sleeves, and the overwhelming wine jars and Yuan Beast meat appeared, "This is the top-quality throat-burning wine and fresh fire-eating beasts from the Ten Thousand Fires Territory. How about it? I haven't treated you badly, right?"
"The best Shaohou wine? Could it be the one that costs a hundred yuan per jar?"
"I've been wanting to drink this wine for a long time. I heard that after I take it, my throat feels like a fire is burning!"
"Fire-eating beast! It feeds on fire. Although its rank is all mysterious, its body is as big as a mountain peak, and its meat is so delicious that it is irresistibly delicious. One kilogram is worth a hundred yuan stones. "
"Yes, and there is a limited hunting order for the fire-eating beast in the Ten Thousand Fires Territory, so every day many people grab their scalps to buy it. If they come a little late, it may be sold out!"
"The Pavilion Master is bleeding profusely!"
"Following such a pavilion master will be worth your while!"
Many monks picked up the best throat-burning wine and the meat of the fire-eating beast and devoured it.
Zhao Fan is no exception, he eats and drinks for free anyway.
It has to be said that the meat of the fire-eating beast is indeed as delicious as the rumors say, and it can basically be included in the top three ingredients he has eaten. And the top-quality throat-shaking wine has an impact on the body, just like a waterfall coming over you. Drinking it while sealing the stage is extremely refreshing!
"Little brother."
Mei'er held a wine jar and came over to sit next to him. "It's so boring to drink alone. How about drinking together?"
Zhao Fan tilted his head and smiled: "Sister, I am honored to show you your favor."
"It's so sweet. It's different from those big guys who don't understand the style." Mei'er opened the lid, raised her chin boldly like a man, took a big sip, and then drank again with Zhao Fan.
The celebratory open-air banquet lasted for more than an hour. When all the fire-eating beasts and the best throat-burning wine were eaten and drank, many monks got up and returned to the living area.
At this time, Zhao Fan was walking side by side with Meier.
He was very puzzled in his heart.
Is it possible that Mei'er is really attracted to him as Titan Violent Bear said, or wants to use her to practice Mei's skill?
But there is no reason.
First of all, Zhao Fan has an average appearance. Among the monks in the Blood Washing Pavilion, there are many handsome and handsome men.
And his strength is at the bottom of the late Xuan level. Even if the other party wants to practice charming by attracting men, they have to focus on those with relatively higher levels!
"Could it be that she has an ulterior motive?" Zhao Fan just shook his head to dismiss the idea. They were strangers to each other and had no interactions in the past. How could there be an ulterior motive?
At this time, Meier suddenly smiled charmingly and said: "Little brother, are you very troubled, why do I treat you so special?"
Zhao Fan saw through his thoughts and nodded awkwardly, "Sister, please explain, otherwise, I won't feel at ease..."
"Um."
Meier did not pretend to be mysterious. The next moment, sadness and warmth intertwined in her eyes, "You look very much like the same person. When I saw it for the first time, I thought it was really him. However, it was already there the second time. Ten years ago, he was in my arms and closed his eyes forever."
"Ah?" Zhao Fan asked in a daze: "Is he... yours?"
"It's my brother."
Meier raised her hand and touched her eyes, and her expression returned to its original state, "I made you laugh."
Zhao Fan looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that the reason why the other party showed kindness to him from the beginning was because he saw a resemblance to her brother.
Meier sighed and recalled: "When I was seven years old, we, my sister and my brother, became orphans. In order to avoid being chased by my enemies, I took my three-year-old brother and hid here and there. I was lucky enough to worship I joined an earth-level force. And my talents gradually emerged, and I became the daughter of heaven. I thought that all the hardships would be over, but I didn't expect that this would be the beginning of a nightmare."
Zhao Fan did not disturb her and listened quietly to Meier's past events.
"The sect master, in order to consolidate the relationship with another prefecture-level force, decided to marry. And I became the lucky one who was envied by my senior sisters and younger sisters, and was forced to marry the other sect master's legitimate son." Meier said with a smile: " I had no choice but to compromise. Besides, there is nothing wrong with living a stable life, and my brother would have more resources to practice. In the second year of my marriage, I discovered a terrifying secret. All the good things were gone. The other party is deliberately pretending on the surface. That sect leader and his direct bloodline use women as cauldrons to practice and improve! After three years of intercourse, they will reveal their true colors and sacrifice their wives! Ha... And before me, that sect leader My legitimate son has already killed seven wives, and I am his eighth flesh cauldron!"
"A woman is a cauldron? A meat cauldron? We've been together for three years, and then we're ready to meet each other after we've grown up?"
The corners of Zhao Fan's eyes twitched. Any technique linked to the cauldron was an extremely evil type, in other words, evil technique.
However, there is no distinction between good and evil in the Yuan Realm. Everyone has their own positions and there are many ways to practice. Whether it is between races or between territories, whoever has the biggest fist is right.
Mei'er continued: "The sect leader's legitimate son, after finding out that I knew the secret, threatened my younger brother who married into the sect. As long as my younger brother lived well, I would accept it. As a result, after the three-year period expired, That night, when I was ready to face death, my younger brother knew how he knew the inside story. He rushed into the house, burned the two sources desperately, and forcibly destroyed the cauldron refining formation. The sect leader's legitimate son was also punished for being interrupted. It backfired, and all his cultivation became my nourishment. However, my brother burned excessively, and his life force weakened rapidly, and eventually he died in my arms."
Immediately, crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "I will never forget the cry he made before he died...sister."
"What about your charming skills..." Zhao Fan asked thoughtfully.
"It was during that time that I was forced to practice by the sect leader's legitimate son for the sake of my younger brother. If I were to practice my martial arts again, I, a helpless woman, would finally reach the quasi-terrestrial level. If I had to start all over again, I might not have even entered the Tao yet, and I would end up with the same fate. It’s miserable.”
Meier said helplessly: "When every man sees me, when he first sees me, he will preconceptionally think that I am the kind of snake and scorpion that is both incompetent and dangerous. In fact, I have not yet... I have experienced the second man, and because of this, I can no longer improve."
"well."
Zhao Fan felt sympathy in his heart, "Then... just think of me as your younger brother."
Meier shook her head and smiled, "But you are not him, and you cannot replace him, and your voice is nothing like him. However, I really have to thank you, otherwise, when I think about my brother, I can't even remember his appearance. It’s all blurry…”
