He did not go to argue with Chunxue, but looked at Wu Miaoyu who was sleeping in a drowsy state with nostalgia, and then stood up and was about to leave.

And just when he had not yet taken out of Wu Miaoyu's bedroom, he suddenly heard Wu Miaoyu murmuring, "Zilong, don't leave..."

When Meng Zilong heard this, he immediately felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds and could not move forward. He turned his head and a sour feeling surged from the tip of his nose, looking at Wu Miaoyu in a daze.

Chunxue also heard the words sincerely, sighed helplessly, and then put on a cold face toward Meng Zilong, "What are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what I said just now?"

"But……"

Menciuslong opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself.

Chunxue is just a maid of the Wu family. She is not equal to Mencius Long in terms of identity and status, but Mencius Long felt guilty, so she didn't want to offend her.

Chunxue waved her hand and said angrily: "You don't need here, hurry up and leave here!"

Menciuslong sighed heavily, then stared at Wu Miaoyu, as if he wanted to use this look to deeply imprint Wu Miaoyu in his mind. It took him a long time to leave.

After Chunxue saw Menciuslong leave, she looked at the sleeping Wu Miaoyu with complicated eyes and sighed in pity, "Miss, it's not me that guy Menciuslong, why can't you forget that guy until now?"

Wu Miaoyu couldn't hear Chunxue's words at all, but kept repeating Mencius Long's name as if he was muttering in his mind.

Meng Zilong returned to the Meng family's mansion directly. As soon as he walked into the mansion, he saw Meng Fan coming and other guards who brought him to the realm of cultivation.

Meng Fan hurriedly came forward. When he walked to Meng Zilong, he immediately put his fists in his hands and bowed, then bent his legs and knelt down in front of Meng Zilong.

Meng Zilong was confused by the sudden scene in front of him, but he could feel in his heart that the news that Meng Fan was about to say was an ominous thing.

Meng Fanlai lowered his head and did not look at Meng Zilong's eyes. Instead, he made a more squeaky sound in his voice and said sobly: "Young Master, it's a small matter that is not good for doing things. He Huan and Mr. Xiao are not protected!"

After hearing this, Meng Zilong's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes were filled with shock, "Are you saying..."

Meng Fanlai nodded slightly, "We and Mr. Xiao are separated. When we find them again, they have become two corpses..."

"Then where are the two of them now?"

Mencius Long couldn't calm down the shock in his heart, and he said tremblingly.

"This...this..."

Meng Fanlai did not expect that Meng Zilong would ask about the corpses of Xiao Yang and He Huan. He didn't know how to answer for a while, for fear of revealing his flaws.

A fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he even lowered his head and felt panic.

At this moment, a guard behind him suddenly walked up and knelt down beside Meng Fanlai, took the speech and replied: "Mr. Xiao and He Huan's corpses have been given to him by the divine beast..."

After hearing this answer, Meng Fanlai, who was standing beside him, his tense heart relaxed and he let out a gentle breath.

Mencius Long spoke in a deep voice, and his eyes moved sideways in his eye sockets.

According to the previous hexagrams of Master Lingtong in the Immortal Realm, Xiao Yang is definitely not such a short-lived person, and He Huan is not like this. He felt that there must be something strange about it.

He put his hands behind him, looked down at Meng Fanlai who was kneeling in front of him, and asked in a narrow voice: "Did you see He Huan and Mr. Xiao die before your eyes?"
Chapter completed!