Chapter 298 (1/2)

After a long time, Ye Qing finally recovered, looked at Yan Mengmeng and asked weakly, ”what's her... Name?”

Yan Mengmeng looked at him and felt a little funny. Sure enough, the slag man was going to be punished.

Inexplicably feel a little happy.

”Ye Huizheng, the martial spirit seems to be called Chunling.”

”Spring...”

Ye Qing murmured to herself, looking at her own ”Liuchun” Guqin behind her, saying a name.

”It's Xiaoyue...”

This sudden sadness made Yan Mengmeng feel uncomfortable. It was clearly his retribution. Why did he feel so desolate?

Then ye Qing got up from the ground, came to her guqin, sat in front of her, and slender Bai temporary's fingers began to fiddle with the strings.

A ”plum blossom three lane” sounded, which was the first time Yan Mengmeng heard such beautiful music. Even those who didn't understand it felt how sad the player was at this time.

The song is very short. It sounds like a flash to Yan Mengmeng.

Ye Qing stopped, and the aftersound slowly disappeared. At the moment, he looked up in tears and looked at Yan Mengmeng.

”This is the song I played for her when I knew her, her favorite song...”

It seems that he is talking to Yan Mengmeng, but he always feels as if he is talking to himself.

Yan Mengmeng didn't answer the phone. The news was too exciting for him. Yan Mengmeng was afraid that if he answered the phone again, it would stimulate him into a neuropathy.

In this way, Yan Mengmeng has been an audience for him for many days. He finally finished the story and his mood returned to normal.

As soon as he reached this state, he said, ”Uncle kuhuai, open the border!”

The old tree sighed, and an invisible wave began to dissipate. As the breath dissipated, Yan Mengmeng found that she could feel the outside.

After coming in, Yan Mengmeng couldn't feel the breath outside. Now it seems that it's really a great boundary.

However, at the moment when the boundary disappeared, there was a sudden burst of thunder outside, and Ye Qing immediately walked outside.

Yan Mengmeng hurried to keep up. Once outside, there was no trace of light, but there was a flash in the Grand Canyon. With bursts of thunder, Yan Mengmeng knew that it was lightning.

Ye Qing looked up at the sky. She didn't know who she was talking to. She said, ”long time no see.”

As soon as the voice fell, a thunder accurately split Ye Qing's head. The strong light forced Yan Mengmeng to block her eyes with her hands. When she opened her eyes again, the thunder disappeared, but there was heat on Ye Qing's head.

It's just steaming. Ye Qing's appearance remains the same. Yan Mengmeng expected to be struck by thunder and the explosion head did not appear.

Later, Ye Qing suddenly looked back at Yan Mengmeng and said, ”Uncle kuhuai will help you get the other two forms of martial spirits. I'll go to the divine world.”

Yan Mengmeng nodded stupidly, indicating that she knew.

Immediately, Ye Qing's figure suddenly began to become transparent and a burst of white light appeared. However, for two seconds, it was like a wisp of smoke and disappeared directly in place.

Yan Mengmeng probably understood that this should be going to the divine world.

As soon as he disappeared, the original bursts of thunder and occasional White Lightning disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

At this time, Yan Mengmeng feels the breath of Bajie again. Anxious, Yan Mengmeng runs away and finds them.

When they just woke up, they were all in a state of ignorance. They kept the same posture and clubbed here for a long time. Now they are numb, weak and hungry.