Chen Mengtian reached out and touched Xuanjue's bald head, very gentle and cautious.

There was no scar on her head, which made her very satisfied.

"Yes, he is Aze." Chen Mengtian said tenderly and affectionately.

The brothers Xu Wenzhan and Xu Wenrui felt stimulated. They searched for their master for seven years, but now they have found it, but they have become monks.

This is simply incredible.

And since the master is not dead, why not look for them?

Thinking of this, Xu Wenrui also asked bluntly.

The gentle expression on Chen Mengtian's face disappeared a lot. She lowered her eyes and looked at Xuanjue's cold face and whispered: "He doesn't remember it, he doesn't remember me and the child, he doesn't remember anything."

"Madam, I'm bringing you!"

Before the Xu brothers could ask again, the voice of Zhuque sounded at the door, accompanied by a silence.

Chen Mengtian shot straight out of the goal with sharp eyes, locking Qingyuan, who was held in his hand by Zhuque and blocking his mouth at first sight.

"Drop it in!"

Zhuque heard it clearly, and what his wife said was Die.

She reached out to carry Qingyuan high and threw it hard into the house.

Just like throwing something, Qingyuan was thrown directly into the house, and rolled twice on the ground like a watermelon.

Looking at another monk appearing, the Xu brothers clearly felt that there must be other hidden information about the master finding this matter.

The two of them no longer continued the previous topic, but looked at the monk with beautiful eyes and beautiful faces in the room.

Chen Mengtian got up from the bed and fell down the curtain behind her. She looked at her panic, but she was still clear and clear in her eyes, walking towards the other side step by step.

While she was walking, she gently raised her right hand and saw several silver needles in her slender jade fingers.

Chen Mengtian looked at Qingyuan as if she was looking at a cold dead object.

When she finally walked to Qingyuan, she lowered her eyes and looked down at the monk who was with him Aze.

She did not remove the fabric that blocked Qingyuan's mouth as soon as possible, but instead tilted her head and said softly, "I have a bad temper and are direct and rude in ways. Next, I want to ask you something, remember to answer truthfully, otherwise I will not guarantee that you can see tomorrow's sun alive."

Qingyuan widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. The beautiful woman in front of him, who looked so beautiful that she could not be too much, could not be too stunning to hear the threat she said, wishing she could faint.

"Did you hear it clearly? Nod it when you hear it. I don't mind letting you understand if you don't know." Chen Mengtian spoke again, and the silver needle in his finger had already set its position towards Qingyuan, ready to take action at any time.

Seeing this, Qingyuan kept nodding.

Seeing this, Chen Mengtian waved his left hand without a silver needle and the fabric blocked by Qingyuan's mouth seemed to feel a force automatically breaking away and falling to the ground.

“Huhu…”

Qingyuan, whose mouth was loosened, had his hands tied up, so he didn't care about other breathing first.

When he finally recovered, he struggled to struggle with his tied hands behind him. He stood up from the ground with difficulty, faced Chen Mengtian's direction with his back, and said bluntly: "Please ask the donor to untie my hand. It's numb and a little painful."

Chen Mengtian raised his hand again, and a wind blade attacked, and the rope on Qingyuan's hand was cut open directly.

The moment Qingyuan's hands were released, he quickly retracted his numb hands behind him and moved gently.

In fact, on the way he came, he thought a lot.
Chapter completed!