907 purple gold armor

"Is this Saint Weapon so powerful?"

"Can you let me see it?"

Mengyao's eyes flickered, filled with deep desire.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be able to do it this time in the Meng Family Competition."

Yang Fei said confidently.

At the same time, somewhere in Nanzhou.

In a palace.

A young man wearing purple gold armor and a gold crown stood here.

His eyes were sharp, and his body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

"Young Master, you are finally here."

An old man in black robe next to this young man looked at him and said.

"Where is this?"

The young man murmured to himself, with a confused look in his eyes.

"Young Master, you have been in coma for more than half a month."

"I have suppressed the cold poison in your body, and now there is basically no problem.

"After a period of time when it is completely stable, you can break through to the Venerable Realm."

The old man in black robe looked at his young master and said.

"What's wrong with me?"

The young man said with a frown.

"Young Master, you forgot that you went to save Miss Meng yesterday and you were seriously injured.

"Later, I was chased by several Martial Masters, and you tried your best to kill them all."

The old man in black robe said directly.

Mengyue... I was actually injured. "

The young man's expression changed slightly, and Mengyao's appearance appeared in his mind.

"Young Master, although Miss Mengyao has lost her memory, she cares about you very much.

"She also agreed to accompany you to the Meng Family Competition this time."

The old man in black robe looked at the young man and said.

"Oh, that's quite a coincidence."

A playful smile appeared on the young man's lips.

Then the young man left.

They went to the Meng clan mansion.

In a room deep in Meng's mansion.

Mengyao was lying on the bed, her eyes closed.

Her breathing was a little disordered, as if she was practicing martial arts.

Uh-huh!!!

At this time, Mengyao slowly opened her eyes.

His pupils condensed, and two groups of captivating rays of light shot out.

An invisible wave spread out.

Rumble…

Mengyao's whole body (ahad) was surging with terrifying energy, and thunder exploded in the void.

A terrible breath was released.

This Mengyao's strength has entered the Ninth Grade Emperor Monarch level.

"Um?"

At this time, Mengyao felt a muffled sound coming from her body.

Then her expression changed and she suddenly exclaimed.

"you're awake!!!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Mengyao's father, Meng Hao, the head of the Meng clan, walked in.

Watching Menghao appear.

Mengyao's face changed and she looked very panicked.

"Dad, I..."

Mengyao opened her mouth to explain.

"You don't have to lie to me."

"I know it's all fake, but I hope there won't be a next time."

Meng Hao looked at Mengyao and said solemnly.

"Thank you dad for forgiving me."

"I know I was wrong and I will correct it."

Mengyao lowered her head quickly and said, then she frowned slightly with a painful expression on her face.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Menghao said.

"I feel pain in my Dantian, as if being eroded by a cold air."

Mengyao said with an ugly expression.

"I know, your physique is too poor."

"This outbreak of cold poison has made your physique weaker and weaker, which is why you are experiencing pain in your Dantian."

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon, as long as you take good care of yourself.

"Soon your physique will be back to its original state.".

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