The royal city is the most grand and important place of the country of Wanxian. It is the economic and political center of the country and the gathering place for those cultivators. Because there are four satellite cities, namely talismans, elixirs, and utensils. The temptation of these four satellite cities is no less than the charm of heaven and earth treasures and peerless weapons.

At this moment, the Taichang Hall in the palace was full of silk and bamboo, laughter and joy. Hong Meng was invited to the list and laughed with the crown prince Wanjun. This was a grand event, gathering outstanding talents from four cities.

"Come on, let's have a drink together to celebrate this good time." Wan Jun walked on the tiger's foot and took the golden cups and looked at everyone.

Hong Meng stood up like everyone else and drank it all. The witch Yu Ying next to him scooped her wine and fed the owl, but she was extremely bold. She had already surprised Hong Meng when she was able to join this party. She really couldn't guess the origin of this girl.

"I heard that Brother Hong has a talisman and is a descendant of Hong Jun, so I am really respectful. Come on, I, Yu Wen, have a cup of you." This is a handsome young man, as big as Hong Meng, and he started and walked towards Hong Meng.

"Thank you, please--" Hong Meng picked up the wine glass again and drank it all. Then he began to look at the man named Yu Wen. The man looked hidden. Hong Meng tried to detect with his spiritual sense, and found that Yu Wen frowned slightly, and then walked away with a smile.

"His talisman technique is not bad." After some gaze, Hong Meng concluded that this person had amazing spiritual consciousness and must be a master of talisman technique.

When Na Wanjun saw Hong Meng and the other two drink each other, he walked over and turned his back to Yu Wen, "This Yu Wen is the personal disciple of Zhao Shi, the lord of Fucheng City. During the rune competition, he was a strong enemy. Look at the other side, that is his junior sister, named Sun Yun, and she is also a good talisman master. Therefore, it is not easy for Amon to win the championship."

Upon hearing this, Hong Meng nodded in agreement. After all, Wan Jun knew much more than him. He glanced at Yu Ying, who was teasing the owl, and then asked: "I wonder where that woman came from?"

"Uh--you come with you. You don't know?" Wan Jun was very surprised. Seeing Hong Meng and Yu Ying's appearance, they should be very familiar with each other. Unexpectedly, Hong Meng asked this. He was stunned and then smiled. Could it be that Hong Meng was interested in her? He walked forward two or three steps, as if he was afraid of the reputation of the witch, and whispered: "That is a distinguished guest of the 'Great Yu Clan' of the Eastern Wu, and his status is very high. Hehe, but the title of the witch was not given for nothing."

He said, Wan Jun smiled, and his smile was full of strangeness, making Hong Meng confused. That meant that he offended her until she relieved her anger and got rid of the trouble.

Bigger than clan, a family that is famous all over the world can beat the royal family of the Eastern Wu, and its foundation can overturn most of the Eastern land. Bigger than clan doesn’t know when it became famous. People only know that when only one time is the sun, Bigger than clan is already proud of the world.

Listening to Wan Jun’s story with surprise, Hong Meng turned his head and looked at Yu Ying. However, he smiled bitterly, saying that he had offended a big family.

As the two said, they saw three young men coming over and toast Hong Meng. The three of them looked harmonious, but they looked like good brothers.

"Come on. These three are also young heroes. They are Xiong Hao, Xiangcheng Fantian, and Dancheng Liangzhou, each with their own strengths. They are all personal disciples of the city lord. They are of great strength." Wan Jun is best at attracting talents. This gathering was initiated by him, and he summoned many noble children and strange people.

After a drink, Hong Meng looked at the three people carefully and saw that Xiong Hao and Kong Wu were strong and strong. Fantian had prominent temples and full heaven, and he looked like a young master. Liang Zhou's gentleman was thin and energetic, with a slightly blue face on both sides and red, which impressed people.

When he learned that Liang Zhou was the disciple of Dancheng City Lord, Hong Meng stood up to worship him, and then asked carefully: "I heard that Dancheng has rich medicinal materials and unique Danwan pills. I wonder if there is a disease of dry blood. If it can be cured, I, Hong Meng, will definitely be grateful."...,

Liang Zhou was talking in dialect and chatting, and couldn't hear it clearly. Hong Meng frowned and looked at Wan Jun, but couldn't laugh or cry.

Feeling Hong Meng's bitterness, Wan Jun coughed twice and winked at Liang Zhou. He saw Liang Zhou in a daze, spitting out the word "Yeah" from his mouth, and he started chatting again.

"Please speak Mandarin, dialect, etc., no one can understand it." Wan Jun coughed twice and reminded.

"Oh, so that's it. If I had done this insignificant practice, I would never be able to do it. However, my master has been studying difficult and complicated diseases over the years, I'm afraid he can still solve it." Liang Zhou said in a bad Mandarin.

"I would like to say hello to your master, thank you very much. I will come to visit you later." Hong Meng bowed his hand and bowed. This was a salute for Hong Laoqian. I think the second elder is really pitiful. He will never die. If he continues to do this, I don't know when he will last.

"Huh? Hong Meng, what are you looking for that elixir? I think you are doing well, so how can you get dry blood?"

Yu Ying was also interested, and somehow came over to listen to the conversation of several people. She was still holding the snow-white feathers of an owl and looked at Hong Meng's face and emotions from time to time.

"My second elder was unfortunately infected, so I'll look for medicine for him." Hong Meng wondered in his heart. Didn't the feather just pulled out of the owl? It looked like there were still some bloodshot. The feathers were still smooth and kept alive. This made him panic.

"Why are they all young people?"

Just as everyone was drinking, a rough voice echoed in the hall. Everyone looked up and saw a burly middle-aged man with a knife on his waist and walking in with a tiger step.

"General Zhang is polite!" Wan Jun hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him, asking him to sit down and serve him with good wine and meat.

Seeing this person, Hong Meng's eyes stagnated. Wasn't that Zhang Mancheng who appeared in Yuanguang City? Why did he come here? He filled a glass of wine and walked slowly to Zhang Mancheng's seat, saying respectfully: "Young General Hong Mengjing has a glass."

"Oh? Are you the apprentice of Gongsun Xing?" Zhang Mancheng looked suspicious, and he didn't expect Hong Meng to appear here. He also picked up the wine glass, drank it in one mouthful, and shouted that he was refreshing.

"I don't know if the general knows where his mentor is?" Hong Meng waited for him to finish drinking and asked carefully. That day, Zhang Mancheng and Wu Chu fought, which was equivalent to a battle between two super empires. Later, Wu Chu and Gongsun Xing fought, but they didn't know what the consequences were.

"It's a pity that he has died and his body has been taken back to Dongwu." Zhang Mancheng hesitated for a moment, put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face full of grief.

Back at the seat, Hong Meng was depressed and drank alone. Of course, the witch Yu Ying would make trouble from time to time. He was drinking the depressed wine when he suddenly saw Jia Qian rushing towards him with joy.

"Ameng, Qing'er has a whereabouts. She is in a small family in the royal city." As soon as she entered the door, Jia Qian smiled happily and reported the situation to Hong Meng.

Jia Qian led the way. Hong Meng said goodbye to Wanjun and the people at the banquet, and went to find Qing'er.

In front of a small courtyard, Hong Meng and his friends stopped. He stared at the small gate, feeling unbearable. He hadn't seen Qing'er for a long time, and he didn't know what she was like.

He reached out and knocked on the door slowly. Every sound touched his heartstrings, making him look forward to the people in his heart even more.

Scream

The door opened, and a handsome maid appeared in front of everyone. Seeing so many imposing people appear, she was a little nervous and her voice trembled: "How many, who do you want?"

"I'll look for Qing'er." Hong Meng smiled and advised her not to be afraid.

"No Qing'er, there is no Qing'er here." The maid lowered her head and whispered, with many tears in her eyes, and her hands couldn't help but wipe her tears and cry.

Seeing the maid crying and crying, everyone was confused and rushed in. But when they came to the main hall, they found a man with a vulgar appearance, tidying up his clothes and came out of the inner room in a panic. At this time, a beautiful woman had already run away with her face covering her face...

"Prison, please spare me!" The man with a vulgar appearance quickly knelt down and said he would forgive him.

He was speechless for a while. Unexpectedly, this guy was so lustful. Putting aside the matter of the sexy woman, Jia Qian frowned, stepped forward, and asked sternly: "Does Qing'er live here? Who are you?"

The man kowtowed, then raised his head and trembled: "No, no, my family has no name Qing'er."

"Nonsense! Her name is clearly on the household registration, why do you lie?" Jia Qian raised his face and scolded him sternly, then scooped out a thick notebook and let the guy watch it.

"She is my daughter, she died a month ago-" The man wiped tears in a fake way, looking very sad.

"What?" Hong Meng was furious when he heard this, and his heart was broken. He grabbed the guy's collar, raised it high, and looked angry, "What the hell is going on? Come on the truth!"

"She was sick outside and died a few days after she came back. It's not about the villain's business, it's not about the villain's business, let me go-" The wretched man struggled and was thrown to the ground by Hong Meng, constantly touching the cold sweat.

Everyone was at a loss, but heard a servant from Jia Qian suddenly report: "Young Master, this person does everything he wants to eat, drink, bet and gambling, and has a despicable behavior. He seems to have forced his wife to death two months ago and have had sex with the beautiful wife just now. His daughter died of illness shortly after she came back-"

"Enough!" Hong Meng's heart was broken and he cursed. How could such a father be like this in the world? He kicked the guy a few times, and he couldn't help but slam it to death. He then went to Qing'er's grave angrily.

A group of people came to the east gate of the city. The gate was closed at this time. Fortunately, Hongmeng had a gold medal in dragon pattern and passed smoothly.

As soon as the dragon pattern gold medal appeared, it opened the eyes of Jia Qian and his group of people, and they were envious.

The long wind rusts and the lonely grave is cold, and the magic shadow is formed at midnight

Qing'er's tomb is on a small hill twenty miles outside the east gate of the city. There are rocks everywhere and weeds, and the lonely grave has long been buried.

People are gone, dreams are still there, and all the vows are gone.

Hong Meng looked up at the sky, but saw that the sky was pitch black, like a huge conspiracy. No matter how strong a person lives, he is no better than heaven, and no matter how old he is, he will eventually die. But that day, the land is still there after a long period of wind and frost.

Why can't people live forever? Why should we limit our realm? That's heaven, it's him who controls everything. Whenever the strongest appears, heaven will come to the world to punish those arrogant people.

Huangdi was powerful, and he didn't know where he went in the end. The strongest demon also fell under the starry sky.

Hong Meng shouted to the sky, roaring all his unhappiness towards the sky. His mysterious patterns surged, and his mysterious energy flew everywhere, telling the despair in his heart and the ruthlessness of God.

"Qing'er, is it really that important-"
Chapter completed!