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Chapter 34: January

(If there are no special circumstances next month, it will be on the shelves... please give me flowers...) The awkward atmosphere is still going on, but the two of them have barely gotten used to what happened just now.

So, after a while, Mengtian started to speak shamelessly.

"Um...Mowen, you have been here for so long, you should know this place..."

"No……"

"Forehead……"

Mengtian was about to ask if there were any genius treasures here, but Mowen simply denied it.

He shrugged helplessly, "If you don't have it, then you don't have it. Why are you so dark-faced, as if someone owes you a debt..."

However, Mengtian knew that he was in the wrong, so he touched his nose and said again: "Then will you stay here as before, or will you go out with me?"

Although Mengtian remained suspicious of this woman who had a mysterious origin and didn't know how she met him, she was not too unfeeling. After all, what had she just done... and then left her here?

, but it doesn’t make sense.

That's why this question arises.

"Where can I go without going out with you?"

"Forehead……"

Although Mengtian felt helpless, she was weaker than others in terms of momentum, and she felt a little unreasonable, but he didn't care about her.

"Then let's go..."

Mengtian decided not to stay here longer, and immediately flew up and left in the direction he came from.

Behind him, Mo Wen pursed her lips, and with a casual move, a circle of swallowing black holes spread out. Immediately, there was a crashing sound, as if there was something on the ground being collected by it. And the countless chaos

The fog of the state turned into gray beads.

After a while, hundreds of them gathered. And the fog here became thinner and thinner. The face of the female character became clearer and clearer.

And if Mengtian had not left, he would have naturally recognized that the devouring power used by this woman was the devouring skill recorded on the Creation Scroll! Looking at this situation, she was definitely more skilled than what Mengtian used!

However, Mengtian has already come a long way.

Even if he could sense it, he didn't take it to heart.

Therefore, this also caused him to miss an opportunity to find out the identity of this woman.

...

Through the door of space, Mengtian quickly flew up from it.

At this moment, the water in the Spirit Transformation Pond has become extremely clear, and the spiritual power in it has been absorbed by Mengtian. I am afraid that it will not take tens of thousands of years to return to the previous state of abundant energy.

, is impossible. And if you want to gather souls again, even if you give it tens of millions of years, it is not certain.

Following closely behind, Mo Wen flew out slowly.

"Let's go..."

Looking at Mowen, when he came into contact with the latter's sharp gaze, Mengtian turned his head knowingly, said haha, changed the topic, and flew up first.

"You actually refined and absorbed the spirit of the Spirit Transformation Pond? It seems that in these years... your strength has become a lot stronger..."

After murmuring twice, Mowen caught up with Mengtian and followed closely behind her.

Xin Meng, who was outside the Spirit Transformation Pond, suddenly felt that the space barrier in front of him seemed to be fluctuating. He immediately took out the space and it became calm instantly. The violent aura that was almost crazy before gradually became calm at this moment.

Come down.

At this moment, the repulsive force emitted by the invisible space barrier suddenly dissipated without a trace.

"He succeeded?"

For some reason, the first thing that came to Xinmeng's mind was this question.

Sure enough, in the distance, two black spots expanded rapidly. Looking carefully, it was really him!

"Why are you here?"

Mengtian frowned frivolously, obviously not expecting Xinmeng to be waiting for him here.

"I……"

Suddenly, Xin Meng's eyes suddenly turned to Mo Wen behind Meng Tian, ​​and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

"who is she?"

There was a hint of sourness in the words that even Xinmeng himself didn't notice.

"Why do I have to tell you... why do you care so much?"

Mengtian said carelessly, and then stretched.

"My retreat time this time shouldn't be long, right?"

Xinmeng curled her lips.

"It's unusual. It happens to be one month before the mercenary conference starts."

"Forehead……"

Mengtian was startled, obviously not expecting that it took him so long.

It seems that I only have one month left to prepare...
Chapter completed!
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