Chapter 486 (1/2)

”I beg to see you, Mr. Meng.” The young man stood outside the Hunyuan fairy court and cried softly, looking very polite.

”Brother, what are you doing with him politely? It's because of him that brother Changkong has become what he is today. It's useless to bring him here. His resurrection shows that he has already used the primitive plume! ” Said the woman, indignant. She looks very pure, but very unruly, unreasonable.

The young man said: ”don't be unreasonable. Since brother Changkong gave up his original plume at the beginning, it shows that he recognized Mr. Meng and that he regarded Mr. Meng as his best friend. Since he is brother Changkong's best friend, he is also our best friend. ”

The woman pouted her mouth and stamped her foot with hatred: ”you are as sour as brother Changkong.”

The man then stopped talking and stood there quietly, waiting for Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan's body flashed and appeared in front of them, looking at them: ”what's the matter?”

The man slightly saluted Meng Xuan, which was very polite and easy to be liked: ”Hello, Mr. Meng, I'm Ji Changhong of Ji's family and Ji Changkong's brother. This is my sister, Ji Wanqing.”

Ji Wanqing said goodbye to her head, and there was a little disgust in her eyes.

Meng Xuan took a look at their accomplishments. They were the peak of the three realms of dragon and elephant. They were only about 20 years old. It is enough to show their talent and the horror of Ji's reclusive family that they can enter the three realms of dragon and elephant at the age of 20. Their starting point is also the end that ordinary friars can't reach in their lifetime.

”Brother Changkong gave you a primitive feather in the realm of the gods. Is it still there?” Ji Changhong asked.

Meng Xuan was stunned, and then instantly realized that the original plume must have been the original plume. But at that time, he had fallen into a coma. He didn't know that Ji Changkong gave him a primitive feather, which should have been ignited by Chunyu mengqiu.

”It's used.” Meng Xuan said.

Ji Changhong's face suddenly darkened, and Ji Wanqing glared at Meng Xuan. Ji Changhong then sighed: ”it's not good.”

”What's going on?” Meng Xuan frowned, some don't like Ji Wanqing's attitude, but look at Ji Changkong's face or patiently asked.

Ji Changhong hesitated: ”can you save brother Changkong? Now only you can save him.”

Meng Xuan has some helplessness. How can Ji Changhong be so wordy: ”then you should always tell me what's going on?”

Ji Changhong bowed and saluted again: ”OK, listen to me.”

”Go ahead.” Meng xuandao.

”I hope Mr. Meng will not refuse. You are the only hope.” Ji Changhong said, looking at Meng Xuan seriously.

Are you going to say it or not?

Say it or not?

Meng Xuan almost couldn't help slapping him to death, and his face was covered with black lines: ”good.”