Old Meng felt a little weird in his heart.
In fact, it is normal for him to have such questions.
Who is Rong Xiu?
Son of Yuntian Que!
Over ten thousand people, with great power and dignity!
Even in this realm of the gods, there are many first-class families and clans, and the strong are like clouds, he is the most top-notch kind.
For such a person, life and death can be determined in one word.
With a stomped foot, the entire Shenxu realm will be shaken.
In the past, when he was in the academy, he was relatively restrained. At most, he was deserted and difficult for ordinary people to approach. He always felt a sense of alienation.
But after leaving the college, he grew and changed at an astonishing speed.
Rectify the Yuntian fault, so that the upper and lower minds are united.
Holding real power, strong and domineering!
Over the years, the people who died under his hands do not know the geometry.
Most of his prestigious name is made up of the blood and tears of his former rivals!
Such a person should be a master of the wind, come from the wind and thunder, and bathe in the holy light, so that outsiders admire.
Instead of...
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mr. Meng couldn't find a suitable word to describe it for a while.
how to say?
Rong Xiu in front of Chu Yue seemed to be another person.
With great patience and gentleness, he was completely different from the rumored brutal and decisive overlord.
Old Meng remembered that after Rong Xiu broke in, he took Chu Yue into his arms.
So natural, so smooth.
Even knelt down.
In this world, who can let Rong Xiu kneel down without hesitation and without hesitation?
And by doing this, he was only able to take care of Chu Yue better without touching the wounds on his body.
The more Meng Lao thought about it, the more he felt scared, his heart was beating quickly, and countless guesses flashed in his mind.
He knew that these two people had a good relationship, and from what Rong Xiu said before, Chu Yue was probably his younger brother.
But... he didn't expect that Rong Xiu could actually do this for Chu Yue.
What made him even more surprised was that Rong Xiu's doing so looked strange alone, but when the two people were close together in the picture, they were unusually harmonious.
There seems to be a natural tacit understanding between the two.
Invisibly, it seems that there is a subtle air current that surrounds the two of them and separates them from the others.
In that special realm, there are only two of them, no one else can enter, and even getting close becomes extremely difficult.
This feeling is difficult to describe, but it is very strong.
Lao Meng looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart: He hasn't seen his brother before, but the relationship is so good, it seems that there are not many...
At this time, Rong Xiu had put away the **** veil and replaced it with a new one, carefully wiping the blood stains on Chu Liuyue's fingers.
Just now, her body slammed into strength and her momentum was too violent, which directly caused a lot of wounds on her body.
Fortunately, most of these are small holes, which are not serious.
As long as you keep it for a while, you can recover soon.
The corner of Meng Lao's eyes fiercely jumped, and he quickly looked away.
Although he had already done a certain amount of psychological construction for himself, seeing Rong Xiu's appearance of taking care of Chu Yue so attentively, he still couldn't accept it for a while.
"Rong Xiu, how is Chu Yue's situation now?"
Just now I was afraid of forcibly helping, and even hurting Chu Yue, he couldn't even get a good pulse.
Rong Xiu cleared the blood stains on Chu Liuyue's hands while saying:
"Don't worry too much. Although she was injured, it is not fatal. As long as she recuperates, she can recover."
Lao Meng breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good..."
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and then asked with some worry:
"By the way, although this thousand-year-old cold jade bed can help her warm up her body, it is not the best place to recuperate. Would you like to--"
Pengmin Mountain has a special status, and for most students, it is a place of punishment.
Whether it is the strength and purity of the Force, or other things, it is actually a bit inferior compared to several places outside.
Rong Xiu paused.
"Thank you Meng Lao for worrying, but... it's good here. In addition, she was injured just now and is in an emergency, so she won’t have to worry about having a rest nearby. If she goes out like this now, she will inevitably be seen by others, and it will be unnecessary. Trouble."
Meng Lao thought about it carefully and found it reasonable, so he nodded.
"Then you can take good care of him here, the old man, go...cough, go and tidy up the gate and barrier."
Just now Rong Xiu broke in directly, and it is estimated that both the barrier and the gate have to be repaired.
Rong Xiu's thin lips moved:
"It's really troublesome for Elder Meng."
"No trouble, no trouble. Chu Yue was like that, and the old man was also shocked..."
As Lao Meng said, he glanced at Chu Liuyue who was lying on the bed.
Seeing a trace of ruddy on her face, no longer as pale and embarrassed as before, his heart finally settled down.
After two more exhorts, Meng Lao turned and left.
Soon there were only Rong Xiu and Chu Liuyue left here.
Rong Xiu lowered his eyes, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes.
He noticed something was wrong, so he rushed over here immediately, but he didn't expect it to be a step too late.
Judging from her pulse status just now, she should have been trying to break through the middle of the Ninth Stage when she suddenly became confused, which caused all the forces to collide in chaos and fail.
Moreover, those forces that lost control and raged crazily caused considerable damage to her body.
It’s just that she has always been steadfast in mind, and she doesn’t know what happened to make her so...
Especially at this critical juncture.
Failure to break through is a small matter, if it affects her practice...
Rong Xiu's eyes gathered a thick killing intent!
In this matter, someone must be behind the scenes!
"...father..."
At this moment, a low moan full of pain and struggle overflowed from Chu Liuyue's mouth.
She still frowned, her eyes closed tightly, her expression worried and worried.
If a white light flashed in Rong Xiu's heart!
——Because of Chu Ning!
...
Thousands of miles away, a black wasteland is endless.
The leaden sky was gloomy.
Withered grass is all over the wilderness, and a river winds over the quiet and cold ground.
A few black crows occasionally flew above the sky, making a desolate neigh.
A figure is walking on this wasteland.
He is ragged and described as embarrassed. You can see many **** wounds on his body while walking.
He lowered his head slightly, was silent, and walked forward step by step.
On his hands and feet, there are heavy black chains, which imprisoned his freedom.
At a certain moment, he stepped on a sharp object, severe pain struck, he staggered, and fell to the ground!
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
His whole body pain wrapped him.
He panted, his chapped lips quivered slightly, and he uttered a few words with difficulty:
"...Yue, Yueer..."