Chapter 3

After waking up, Yan Mengmeng found that the old man stared at himself in surprise.

Just because I still hold a little girl in my arms, I can't come right away.

This little girl is no one else, but her only friend Ning Rongrong.

Now she is asleep.

At this time, it was night.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Mengmeng hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how long has it passed now?"

The old man didn't react for a moment: "Oh... You're awake. It's been ten days now."

"Ten days?"

Now it's Yan Mengmeng's turn to be shocked. She sat here for ten days?

But why don't you feel tired at all.

But I'm so hungry~~~

wait!

That's not the point. Well, so Ning Rongrong has been waiting here for ten days?

For a moment, Yan Mengmeng's heart was touched.

A child about six years old waited here for ten days because he was her friend.

It's really

"Well, now that you're awake, I have to report to the Lord right away. Wait here for a while!"

"OK, Grandpa, but can you bring me something to eat? I'm so hungry ~ ~"

Hungry and powerless, Yan Mengmeng sat on the ground and said that she was about to become a Buddha without eating.

Seeing Yan Mengmeng's action, the old man smiled kindly and replied, "OK, wait!"

Then he put Ning Rongrong beside him and left.

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Looking at the sleeping face of the lovely girl next to her, Yan Mengmeng told herself: "from now on, you are my best friend!"

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In less than ten minutes, the old man came back with Ning Fengzhi, sword Douluo and a terrible old man.

Of course, there's a lot to eat.

This makes Yan Mengmeng very happy.

Before Ning Fengzhi asked anything, he began to wolf down his food.

As Yan Mengmeng ate, Ning Rongrong woke up. A group of people watched Yan Mengmeng eat in the open-air square.

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"Burp ~ ~"

"Ah! Full, full."

With that, Yan Mengmeng rubbed his little belly.

Watching the crowd waiting to answer their questions.

Seeing that Yan Mengmeng was full, Ning Rongrong hurried forward and asked, "Mengmeng, you've been asleep for ten days!"

Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was counting the time in front of her, Yan Mengmeng "puffed" and laughed.

"It's all right. I just realized something about my martial spirit!"

At this time, the old man with some gloomy and terrible suddenly flashed in front of Yan Mengmeng.

Yan Mengmeng was startled.

Can't help shouting: "who are you! Do you know it will scare people to death! It's still so terrible!"

The old man's face sank when he heard this.

On the contrary, the sword Douluo behind suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha... Rotten bones are so terrible. Don't scare the children! Hahaha..."

Yes, here is the previously closed bone Douluo, the second title Douluo of Qibao Liuli sect.

"Sword man, you have the seed to say it again!" the bone Douluo in front suddenly turned gloomily and said to the sword Douluo.

At the same time, he also released his momentum.

"Why, I'm afraid of you, rotten bones."

Sword Douluo was also completely fearless, and also gave off his aura and responded.

For a time, the two titles on the field were full of energy.

"Well, uncle Jian and uncle Gu, let's talk about Mengmeng first!"

After hearing Ning Feng's words, they "hum!" and stopped talking.

"Meng Meng, can I call you that?"

Looking at Ning Feng in front of him, he smiled.

Yan Mengmeng couldn't help but be a little cautious. She wanted to know that she had to eat people when she saw him last time.

"Of course, uncle Ning."

But Yan Mengmeng responded skillfully.

"Ha ha, Meng Meng, what's the matter with your martial spirit?"

"Wu soul?"

With that, Yan Mengmeng summoned his soul, Han Guang, and held it in his hand.

"Can you tell us what this is?" Ning Fengzhi asked, looking at the jade sword handle in Yan Mengmeng's hand.

"Yes! Mengmeng, what kind of martial spirit are you? It looks good!"

Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

Yan Mengmeng nodded and began to explain, "the sword in my hand is named Hanguang!"

"Sword? Little girl, can you call it a sword?"

Gudouluo, who was already very upset, came down to Yan Mengmeng again, grabbed her hand with light and said.

"Well, I said scary old man, can you stop acting like a ghost? Well, be careful I lie on the ground and ruin your family."

Listen, the little girl in front of me calls herself that. She's so angry that she won't fight anywhere.

One side of the sword Douluo also quickly seized this opportunity to ridicule his old rival.

"Hahaha, terrible old man, no, no, I won't do it to a little girl!"

The angry bone Douluo almost didn't lift it up at one breath.

"Mengmeng, aren't you a jade card? How can you say it's a sword?"

Ning Rongrong, on the other side, quickly raised questions that everyone had doubts about.

Hearing what the little princess said, gudouluo didn't care. He threw away Yan Mengmeng's hand and stood aside.

Yan Mengmeng didn't intend to argue with the terrible old man and responded to Ning Rongrong's question.

"Well, Rongrong, look."

With that, Yan Mengmeng turned the light in her hand to the moonlight and pressed the two small buttons on the hilt of the sword.

A transparent blade gradually appeared in the moonlight.

The sword is one foot long, just adapted to Yan Mengmeng.

Yan Mengmeng immediately played a sword flower and said to Ning Rongrong, "look, Rongrong, this is a sword!"

Looking at the transparent sword in Yan Mengmeng's hand, some people couldn't believe it.

"It seems uncle Jian is right. It's really a sword."

"Of course."

"Hum! It's just a martial soul. Look, I'll kill you."

Disdain from gutura.

Sword Douluo didn't bother to pay attention to him. He came to Yan Mengmeng and looked at the transparent sword carefully.

"Meng Meng, right? Can you show me your sword?"

"Oh! OK"

Then he handed the light in his hand to the sword Douluo in front of him.

Just after jiandouluo took over the sword handed over by Yan Mengmeng, the originally transparent sword disappeared, leaving only a jade sword handle twice as big as that just now in jiandouluo's hand.

The size of the hilt is just suitable for the hand of the sword Douluo.

However, it's a pity that sword Douluo can't let Han Guang show his shape.

Even if Yan Mengmeng told him what to do, he couldn't let Hanguang appear.

Once back in Yan Mengmeng's hands, it can be easily revealed.

The sword Douluo was so depressed that he could only observe the sword in Yan Mengmeng's hands.

Even in order to test the sharpness, I tried it myself. As a result, my finger was scratched with blood.

This shocked the sword Douluo. Even if there were blood marks, there was no blood on the blade.

"Mengmeng, your sword is so magical!"

"Ha ha, it's amazing! It's called Han Guang!"

"But why doesn't your sword have any light? My seven treasures glass tower has a beautiful light!"

"Well, maybe it's because of its name! Han Guang, hide the light!"

"Oh! So it is!"

"Uh huh!"

"By the way, Mengmeng, Grandpa said you blew up the crystal ball before. What's the matter?"

Sure enough

Or should I be held accountable?

The key is that I didn't mean it!

Anyway, it's no problem to admit your mistake first.

Maybe Ning Fengzhi will put himself in Rongrong's face!

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