Chapter 119 Good person card sent by mother and daughter at the same time

Looking at the Three Envoys of Fengyun and Yue who were lying on the ground, Meng Xiuyuan was not relieved to defeat the powerful enemy.

After all, after playing for a long time, he has always been at a disadvantage in terms of moves and response to the enemy.

The reason why I won so simply in the end is that I just took the old routine of overcoming people.

It can only be said that Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of martial arts, is really powerful. He has planned the martial arts route for Meng Xiuyuan early. The "Shocking Palm" and "Zixiao Sword Qi" he created for him are both the kind of kung fu that specializes in crushing the weak with his skill advantages, and is extremely good at dealing with such enemies who are powerful but have poor skills.

If Zhang Sanfeng himself was here, if he wanted to deal with the Three Envoys of Fengyun and Yue, he would never need to use ten success powers like Meng Xiuyuan just now and use all his strength. Perhaps in a moment, he would be able to see through the skills of the left-wing kung fu in the side, and he would simply clean up them with three punches and two kicks.

After all, Meng Xiuyuan lacked some accumulation in martial arts, and his talent in this area was average, which was far from the true top master.

"Yang Zuoshi?!"

Meng Xiuyuan was reflecting on himself, and suddenly heard a sound of footsteps approaching. Looking down, it was true that a large group of people were coming down from the direction of the top of the light.

After a while, the group of people rushed to the front and saw the tragic scene lying down on the ground, they couldn't help but exclaim.

"I'm fine, go and see if you don't know, and see how you don't know."

When Yang Xiao was helped up, his face turned pale even when he was so painful that his face was pale, but he still shook his head quickly and tried to point his hand at Yang Buhui who was unconscious on the ground.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing to Yang Buhui's side and nervously picked him up.

"No regrets, what's wrong with not regrets..."

The familiar female voice came, making Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously look along the sound.

Tsk, it's indeed an old acquaintance.

"Miss Ji, I didn't expect to see you again under this light.

Haha, it’s not right. Depending on this situation, maybe you should be called Mrs. Yang.”

Meng Xiuyuan chuckled, then slowly walked towards Ji Xiaofu, looking at the Ming scholars behind her as if nothing had happened.

"Meng Shaoxia...long time no see."

Ji Xiaofu was very nervous when she saw Meng Xiuyuan approaching step by step. She opened her mouth and her voice was trembling slightly when she spoke. She subconsciously hugged Yang Buhui tightly while retreating.

Many of the Yang Xiao's subordinates behind her had been to the Central Plains with Yang Xiao and witnessed the battle in front of the Yellow Crane Tower ruins. They naturally knew Meng Xiuyuan's ability to take pictures.

Therefore, seeing Meng Xiuyuan approaching step by step, although they were all on guard, none of them dared to take the initiative to draw out their weapons, for fear of annoying Meng Xiuyuan.

Only Yang Xiao himself saw this and did not care about his injuries and forced his subordinates to help him. He walked a few steps staggeringly, blocking between Meng Xiuyuan and Ji Xiaofu and his daughter:

"Meng Shaoxia, no matter what kind of hatred you have, you can come to avenge me Yang Xiao..."

As soon as Yang Xiao was halfway through his words, he saw Meng Xiuyuan swaying past him. He was shocked and quickly turned around to stop him, but he could not keep up with Meng Xiuyuan's speed at all.

Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan finally just smiled disdainfully and picked up Xiao Zhao who was lying behind him and ignored him.

"I said that the grudge between us has been settled, and you don't have to be so nervous.

But I know this girl, so I want to take her away.”

While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait, Young Master Meng, I still have something unknown..."

Seeing this, Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment and finally called him.

"Oh, I wonder what else is Yang Zuo's envoy?" Meng Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound and looked at Yang Xiao.

"Meng Shaoxia, can you tell me why you were under my light at this moment?

It’s not that I suspect Young Master Meng, but the three envoys of the Persian archon made a big fuss on the top of Guangming when you suddenly passed by. It’s really a coincidence…”

When everyone heard Yang Xiao’s words, they couldn’t help but become nervous immediately. No one expected that Yang Xiao, who was seriously injured, would take the initiative to ask Meng Xiuyuan such a question, putting the people in the Ming Cult again in danger.

Only Meng Xiuyuan knew that Yang Xiao must have guessed something.

However, he felt that there was no need to hide the matter, so he simply replied calmly:

"Yes, I came to this light. But not for you, but for the three of them."

As he said that, Meng Xiuyuan pointed at the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue lying on the ground, and there was some regret in his words:

"I originally wanted the Holy Fire Order in their hands, but unfortunately, now it seems that they brought some imitation fakes."

Yang Xiao followed the look and found that one of the six "Holy Fire Orders" that fell on the ground had just been cut into two pieces because they were hit by Meng Xiuyuan's Zhenwu Sword and the sword energy.

Obviously, if the platinum black iron and emery were really mixed and cast into a real Holy Fire Order, it would never have been cut off so easily.

When Yang Xiao heard this, he frowned deeply. After a long silence, he finally asked Meng Xiuyuan:

"I dare to ask Young Master Meng, what do you want my Ming Cult's Holy Fire Order?"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard the sound and replied without hesitation:

"Of course, it is to reorganize the Ming Cult and choose a good leader for you."

As soon as he said this, everyone present at the Ming Cult changed their faces. Even though they were still afraid of Meng Xiuyuanxin, these words did stir up their nerves.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao's face turned solemn, forcibly cheered up, straightened his back, and said to Meng Xiuyuan aloud:

"Young Master Meng, you did save my father and daughter's lives today.

No matter what kind of hatred we have in the past, I, Yang Xiao, remember this kind of kindness in my heart.

But if we talk about the Ming Cult, that would be another matter.”

While speaking, Yang Xiao seemed to be more and more majestic. He even used his true energy regardless of his injuries, and his voice rumbled:

"Even though my sect has been without a leader for many years, killing each other and declining day by day, it is still the Ming Cult after all.

Although my younger generations are not virtuous and incompetent, they are all disciples who believe in Mingzun.

There is no need for outsiders to choose the leader for us!”

Everyone present couldn't help but feel excited when they heard their Yang Zuojun say this, and then nodded, and the bravest one even applauded.

Seeing this situation, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head disdainfully. He didn't think about using martial arts to scare them, and just said lightly:

"I don't think the Ming Cult is in decline. On the contrary, I think you Ming Cult should be stronger every day.

Because as far as I can see, the Yuan Dynasty has taken counter-independence over the years, and many aspiring people have joined the Ming Cult, which has strengthened the anti-Yuan momentum and increased the strength of your Ming Cult day by day.

What I have to say is that you, the so-called Ming Cult leaders who are nestled on the top of light, only care about intrigue with each other all day long, resulting in the Ming Cult being dispersed, and the church members in this world cannot unite together."

When Yang Xiao heard this, although his expression was still serious, he did not immediately refute Meng Xiuyuan.

Obviously, he also knew that this was telling the truth.

Meng Xiuyuan ignored Yang Xiao’s thoughts and snorted lightly, just following his thoughts and continued:

"Ha, don't worry, I have no interest in the battle for the rights of your Ming Cult.

People in the world are against the Yuan Dynasty, and your Ming Cult is just a carrier.

The fundamental reason is that no one can survive.

So in fact, there is no need for us martial arts people to do more, as long as we don’t drag our backs.

It doesn't matter who you choose to be the leader. As long as you can unite earlier and have a nominally recognized common leader, it will be considered a contribution to the great cause of resistance to the Yuan Dynasty.

If Yang Zuo makes you believe that you can convince the public, then I can do my best to help you."

When Yang Xiao heard this, he took a deep breath. He wanted to argue something, but he swallowed it back when he reached his mouth.

Then, his whole body was obviously depressed with naked eyes, and he no longer had the momentum he had said generously to Meng Xiuyuan.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was unwilling to talk to him anymore. He floated up with his light skills and hugged Xiao Zhao and left by himself.

Until a few breaths later, when Meng Xiuyuan's figure gradually faded away, the Yang Zuo Envoy suddenly spoke, and sent a voice to him with his internal force in a serious tone:

"Meng Shaoxia, if you can really find a suitable position to inherit the leader from the disciples of our sect and reintegrate the heroes of the Ming Cult.

Even without the Holy Fire Order, I, Yang Xiao, will be the first to take the lead in supporting him.”

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly when he heard this, and did not reply to him. In a flash, he disappeared.

...

On the way back to Hongmei Villa, Meng Xiuyuan chose to carry Xiao Zhao on his back in time.

This little girl is very sensible. Since she woke up from a coma, she has been quietly lying on Meng Xiuyuan's back and never causing trouble for Meng Xiuyuan.

It was not until she stopped to rest at night that she took the initiative to help Meng Xiuyuan bake hot noodles with fire, and spoke:

"Hiss Meng, thank you very much for coming to save me.

If it weren't for you, I might not have lived at this moment."

Xiao Zhao spoke firmly, and his words seemed very sincere.

Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand when he heard this, but did not take any credit:

"I was coming to the third envoy of Fengyun Yueyue, and it was just a matter of saving you.

Besides, they want to ask you about the secret book of "The Great Transfer of the World" from you, so how could they kill you?

Maybe if I hadn't made a fuss, they might have taken you back to Persia to be the saint of the arch-teacher."
To be continued...