signingbooks #307 - Meng Meng Meng Star Soul!
#307 - Meng Meng Meng Star Soul!
On this silent and somewhat desolate Gobi Desert.
Huyan Di and Ayina's groups both wore solemn expressions, their eyes filled with tension as they stared intently at Mo Dao Kuang.
No one dared to take the first step of probing.
After all, Mo Dao Kuang's reputation was widespread, and legend had it that his martial arts were terrifyingly high.
If the rumors were true, rashly probing would be tantamount to blatant provocation.
At that time, it would inevitably trigger a catastrophe, and no one could bear the consequences.
On the opposite side.
No one knew that Mo Dao Kuang was currently filled with unease.
"This…"
He really hadn't expected that in the dead of night, he would encounter people fighting on this desolate Gobi Desert.
Since fleeing Dingfeng City, Mo Dao Kuang had been like a frightened bird, constantly worried about the pursuit of the Boundless Bright King Sect, hiding and fleeing everywhere.
For safety, he stayed away from populated areas, hiding alone in the depths of the desert and Gobi Desert, living like a wild man.
Hunger was like a shadow, thirst burned his throat, and fatigue weighed on him like a mountain.
Just as he felt he was about to collapse, fortunately, he found some supplies abandoned by travelers on this vast Gobi Desert.
So, he followed the traces of these supplies, picking them up along the way, and finally managed to find some leftovers to barely fill his stomach.
However, he had no idea that these leftovers were all discarded by the treasure hunters heading to Hidden Wind Valley.
And the road he was following would eventually lead to Hidden Wind Valley.
Especially tonight, hunger was gnawing at his sanity like a demon, making his head spin, and he was dazed while riding the camel.
It wasn't until he stumbled into the battlefield where two groups were fighting that he woke up as if struck by lightning.
But at this moment, Mo Dao Kuang felt that he was in a dilemma.
However, when he felt the powerful and chilling aura emanating from the two groups, his heart trembled violently.
It was as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.
Such an embarrassing situation made Mo Dao Kuang's heart panic and filled with fear.
He was afraid that either of these two groups would suddenly attack and take his life.
And his long silence also filled Huyan Di and Ayina's groups with suspicion.
They racked their brains, but couldn't figure out what Mo Dao Kuang was thinking.
But Huyan Di obviously didn't want to stalemate like this, the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.
Helplessly, he could only suppress the unease in his heart and said in a deep voice:
"If the Great Wanderer doesn't express his position, then I will take it as your default."
"After I have dealt with these Sahr people, I will definitely thank you handsomely, Senior."
Huyan Di was already prepared to take action.
He sized up Mo Dao Kuang for a long time, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this so-called Mo Dao Kuang lacked the demeanor that a legendary master should have.
Especially Mo Dao Kuang's hungry and tired face, and his dirty and smelly body, didn't look like a world-renowned peerless master at all.
As for Ayina's group, he had to leave them on this Gobi Desert today no matter what.
Otherwise, he really couldn't explain it to King Tu Xie.
After weighing the pros and cons, Huyan Di decided to take a risk.
Hearing that Huyan Di was about to attack, Ayina and the others immediately gritted their teeth, their eyes flashing with determination, ready to fight to the death.
Just at this critical moment.
A clear voice suddenly rang out:
"I say, are you destined to clash with me?"
"How can I even meet you on this desolate Gobi Desert?"
This voice was like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears, and everyone was taken aback.
No one had expected that when their attention was focused on Mo Dao Kuang, someone had quietly approached.
Everyone turned their heads in surprise, only to see a rider appearing not far away under the clear moonlight.
This rider had a plain appearance, so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary.
So much so that Ayina and the others couldn't immediately remember who this person was at first glance.
And this person was Liang Jin.
His words were obviously directed at Mo Dao Kuang.
At this time, Mo Dao Kuang also saw Liang Jin.
In an instant, Mo Dao Kuang's face changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost, and his lips trembled violently:
"Meng… Meng… Meng…"
It took him a long time to utter a few words with difficulty:
"Meng… Xinghun! ! !"
He finally recognized Liang Jin.
That night in the Qin Mansion was like a nightmare for Mo Dao Kuang.
That bone-chilling fear, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the corpses piled up like mountains were deeply imprinted in his soul, making him unforgettable for life.
And today, he once again saw the culprit of that nightmare—Liang Jin!
Back then, he had knelt on the ground in humiliation and begged bitterly, only to barely save his life.
He originally thought that he would never meet this terrifying murderer again in his life.
But who would have thought that he would meet this demon head-on again on this quiet Gobi Desert at night.
At this moment, Mo Dao Kuang only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body trembled violently.
Excessive fear made his eyes go black and his legs weak, as if he had lost all his strength.
"Plop!"
Mo Dao Kuang was so frightened that he fell directly from the camel.
He struggled to get up and run away, but his legs were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't use any strength at all, and he couldn't even stand up.
"Huh?"
This sudden scene left both Huyan Di and Ayina's groups at a loss.
Their eyes shifted back and forth between Mo Dao Kuang and Liang Jin.
They really couldn't understand why Mo Dao Kuang, known as the number one ranger in the desert, would be so afraid of this seemingly ordinary young man.
He was even so terrified that he fell directly from his camel.
"I remember you!"
Ayna stared at Liang Jin, a look of realization suddenly flashing in her eyes as the memories in her mind were finally awakened:
"Meng Xinghun of the Green Clothes Tower!"
Hearing this, Ha Gang and Chi Guili were also taken aback, instantly recalling Liang Jin.
Ayna then cried out urgently:
"Meng Xinghun, help us!"
"As long as you help us survive, all this gold is yours!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly took out two bags of gold from the fallen horse and held them high.
Seeing this, Huyan Di frowned tightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
He thought to himself:
"Could this Mo Dao Kuang be a fake?"
"If he were the real great ranger Mo Dao Kuang, how could he not even be able to ride a camel steadily and fall so embarrassingly?"
At this moment, Huyan Di had deep doubts about Mo Dao Kuang's identity.
After all, in his opinion, if he were a true expert, even if he fell off his horse, he would definitely be able to steady himself.
"Never mind!"
Huyan Di gritted his teeth, his mind made up:
"Kill Ayna and her group first!"
His subordinates, though fearful, could only brace themselves and continue to charge towards Ayna and her group.
At this moment, Huyan Di no longer cared about Mo Dao Kuang and Meng Xinghun, his only thought was to get rid of Ayna first, and then deal with other matters.
However, just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a gloomy and piercing chill.
The chill was like a cold blade, instantly locking onto him.
The murderous aura was so intense that it almost materialized, causing Huyan Di to be shocked.
He hurriedly stopped and turned his head in astonishment to look at Liang Jin.
"Such a heavy murderous aura…"
Huyan Di was horrified, thinking to himself:
"How many people has this kid killed?!"
Huyan Di had grown up in killing since he was a child.
In order to temper his courage and bloodiness, his father arranged for him to kill slaves with his own hands when he was only seven years old.
To this day, at least three or four hundred people have died at his hands.
But even so, he could clearly feel that the murderous aura emanating from Liang Jin was far more intense than his!
This meant that the number of people Liang Jin had killed must have far exceeded him.
Huyan Di couldn't help but concentrate and asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"
"Please do not interfere with the affairs of my Black Dragon Dynasty!"
Liang Jin was still sitting steadily on his horse.
The moon behind him hung high in the night sky, large and round, and the bright moonlight shone down, casting a long shadow of him on the ground.
He slowly raised his hand, the whip in his hand pointing at Huyan Di:
"You, what is your name?"
Hearing this, Huyan Di assumed that Liang Jin wanted to confirm his identity.
So he raised his head and chest, and replied loudly:
"I am the second son of the Right Great Qiequ of the Black Dragon Dynasty, a descendant of the Huyan clan, Huyan Di!"
Liang Jin, sitting on horseback, slowly pointed the whip in his hand at the group of people who were besieging Ayna, and asked:
"What are the names of your subordinates?"
Hearing this, Huyan Di frowned again.
His heart was full of impatience, and he questioned:
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Liang Jin's face sank, and he said coldly:
"Answer me!"
Although Huyan Di was angry, when he felt the terrifying murderous aura on Liang Jin, he also knew that the other party was definitely not a kind person.
Although the other party's aura was only at the fifth rank, this murderous aura alone was enough to prove that the other party was definitely a top expert among the fifth rank.
In addition, there was also a great ranger of questionable identity present.
Huyan Di weighed the pros and cons and could only temporarily suppress the anger in his heart and began to tell Liang Jin the origins and names of his subordinates one by one.
He hoped that after Liang Jin confirmed their identities, he would retreat in the face of difficulties.
But who could have imagined.
After obtaining all the names, Liang Jin said indifferently:
"Alright."
"Now, you can all die."
He sat on his horse, looking at everyone coldly.
These words finally completely provoked Huyan Di.
His mentality exploded instantly, and he even laughed out of extreme anger:
"Hahahaha!"
"I've been tolerating you for a long time, do you really think I have a good temper?"
"Pretending to be an expert in front of me? Pretending your mother!"
"I'd like to see how fierce you really are!"
Immediately, Huyan Di's eyes burst with murderous intent, and he flew towards Liang Jin like a large moth.
Although he didn't fly very fast, his figure was very strange, floating lightly in the air as if he was not subject to any force at all.
In the blink of an eye, Huyan Di had already flown in front of Liang Jin.
But Liang Jin was still sitting on his horse, calmly looking at Huyan Di.
"Hmm?"
Huyan Di frowned, isn't this kid resisting at all?
He couldn't care so much!
After all, his cultivation was a whole realm higher than the other party, and he could crush the other party with absolute internal force!
Immediately.
Huyan Di stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed fiercely towards Liang Jin's head.
"Whoosh!"
His sharp claws arrived in an instant, and it looked like he was about to tear Liang Jin's head to pieces.
At this moment.
Liang Jin finally punched.
He raised his right fist and punched towards Huyan Di.
This punch looked very slow, and Huyan Di was really about to not take this punch seriously.
In the next instant, this punch seemed to have moved over in an instant, and it hit Huyan Di solidly.
"Bang!!!!"
Huyan Di didn't even understand what had happened, and his whole person was blasted away.