Chapter 119 Good guy cards sent from mother and daughter at the same time

Looking at the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue lying on the ground, Meng Xiuyuan was not relieved to have defeated a powerful enemy.

After all, after fighting for a long time, he was always at a disadvantage in terms of moves and adaptability to the enemy.

The reason why we won so easily in the end was because we just followed the old trick of using strength to overwhelm others.

It can only be said that Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of martial arts, is really powerful. He planned the martial arts route for Meng Xiuyuan long ago. The "Zhenkong Palm" and "Purple Sky Sword Qi" created for him are the kind of martial arts that specialize in relying on martial arts.

The advantage overwhelms the weak in kung fu, and he is extremely good at dealing with enemies who are powerful in this kind of moves but have weak skills.

If it were Zhang Sanfeng himself here, if he wanted to deal with the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue, he definitely wouldn't need to use ten of his power like Meng Xiuyuan just did. He might be able to see through this heresy in just a moment, with three punches.

You can easily take them down with just two feet.

After all, Meng Xiuyuan lacked some accumulation in martial arts, and his talent in this area was average, and he was still far from a true master.

"Yang Zuoshi?!"

Meng Xiuyuan was reflecting on himself when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Looking along, he saw that a large group of people were descending from the direction of Guangmingding.

After a while, the group of people rushed forward and saw the tragic scene lying on the ground, and they couldn't help but scream in shock.

"I'm fine. Let's go see No Regret first and see how No Regret works."

When Yang Xiao was helped up, although his face turned pale in pain, he quickly shook his head and tried his best to point to Yang Buhui, who was unconscious on the ground.

As soon as he said this, he saw a figure rushing to Yang Buhui's side and nervously picked him up.

"No regrets, no regrets, what happened..."

A familiar female voice came, making Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously follow the voice.

Tsk, he is indeed an old acquaintance.

"Miss Ji, I didn't expect to see you again under this bright canopy.

Ha, no. Looking at the situation, maybe I should call you Mrs. Yang."

Meng Xiuyuan chuckled, and then walked slowly in the direction of Ji Xiaofu, looking at the Ming Cult believers behind her as if they were nothing.

"Young Master Meng...Long time no see."

Seeing Meng Xiu approaching step by step, Ji Xiaofu felt very nervous. When she opened her mouth to speak, her voice was trembling slightly. She subconsciously hugged Yang Buhui tightly and stepped back.

Many of Yang Xiao's subordinates behind her had been to the Central Plains with Yang Xiao and had witnessed the fight in front of the Yellow Crane Tower ruins. Naturally, they knew very well about Meng Xiuyuan's ability to photograph.

So when they saw Meng Xiuyuan approaching step by step, although they all took full precautions, no one dared to take the initiative to draw their weapons, for fear of offending Meng Xiuyuan.

Only Yang Xiao himself saw this situation. Regardless of his own injury, he pushed away the man who was supporting him, staggered a few steps and stood between Meng Xiuyuan and Ji Xiaofu's mother and daughter:

"Meng Shaoxia, no matter what grudges you have, you can seek revenge from me, Yang Xiao..."

Yang Xiao was just halfway through his words when he saw Meng Xiuyuan passing by him. He was shocked and turned around to stop him, but he couldn't keep up with Meng Xiuyuan's speed.

Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan just smiled disdainfully in the end and picked up Xiao Zhao, who was lying on the ground behind him and no one paid attention to him.

"I said that the grudge between us has been settled, so you don't have to be so nervous.

But I know this girl, so I want to take her away."

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, Meng Shaoxia, I still don't know something..."

Seeing this, Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment and finally called him out.

"Oh, I wonder if Yang Zuoshi has anything else to do?" Meng Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at Yang Xiao.

"Meng Shaoxia, can you tell me why you are under my bright head at this time?

It’s not that I doubt Meng Shaoxia, it’s just that the three envoys of the Persian Chief Cult had just made a big fuss on the Bright Summit, and you suddenly passed by. It’s really a coincidence..."

When everyone heard Yang Xiao's words, they couldn't help but become nervous immediately. No one expected that Yang Xiao, who was seriously injured at this time, would take the initiative to raise such a question to Meng Xiuyuan, putting people in the Ming Cult in danger again.

Only Meng Xiuyuan knew that Yang Xiao must have guessed something.

However, he felt that there was no need to hide the matter, so he simply answered calmly:

"Yes, I came here for this bright summit. But it's not for you, but for the three of them."

Saying that, Meng Xiuyuan pointed at Fengyunyue Sanshi who was lying on the ground, with some regrets in his words:

"I originally wanted the Holy Fire Token in their hands, but unfortunately, it seems that they brought some imitations and fakes."

Yang Xiao looked along, and sure enough, of the six "Holy Fire Tokens" that fell on the ground, one of them had been broken into two pieces because it had just been struck by Meng Xiuyuan's Zhenwu Sword combined with the sword energy.

Obviously, if the platinum black iron and emery were mixed to form the real Holy Fire Token, it would never be cut off so easily.

Yang Xiao frowned deeply when he heard this. After being silent for a long time, he finally asked Meng Xiuyuan:

"I dare to ask Meng Shaoxia, what do you want from my Mingjiao's Holy Fire Order?"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this and replied without hesitation:

"Of course it's to reorganize the Ming Cult and choose a good leader for you."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the Ming Cult present changed their expressions. Even though they were still wary of Meng Xiuyuan, these words really aroused their nerves.

When Yang Xiao heard this, his face became even more solemn, he forced himself to cheer up, straightened his back, and said loudly to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Meng Shaoxia, you did save the lives of my father and daughter today.

No matter what grudges we had in the past, I, Yang Xiao, will always keep this kindness in my heart.

But if we talk about Mingjiao, that is another matter."

As he spoke, Yang Xiao became more and more majestic. He used his true energy regardless of his injuries, and his voice was rumbling and deafening:

"Even though our sect has been leaderless for many years, fighting each other, and declining day by day, it is still the Ming sect after all.

Although we and other descendants have no virtue or ability, we are all disciples who believe in Ming Zun.

We don’t need outsiders to choose our leader for us!”

When everyone present heard what their envoy Yang Zuo said, they couldn't help but feel excited and nodded. The bolder among them even applauded loudly.

Meng Xiu saw this situation and shook his head disdainfully. He did not want to scare them with martial arts, so he just said calmly:

"I don't think Mingjiao is declining. On the contrary, I think your Mingjiao should be getting stronger day by day.

Because as far as I can see, the Yuan court has gone against the grain in recent years, and many people with lofty ideals have joined the Mingjiao because of this, which has made the anti-Yuan movement stronger, and also made your Mingjiao stronger day by day.

If I have to say it, you, the so-called high-ranking Mingjiao people who are nestled in the top of the Bright Summit, are just scheming with each other all day long, which has caused the Mingjiao to be scattered and the followers in this world cannot unite together."

When Yang Xiao heard this, his expression remained serious, but he did not immediately speak to refute Meng Xiuyuan.

Obviously, he also knew that this was the truth.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't care what Yang Xiao thought. He snorted lightly and just followed his own thoughts and continued:

"Oh, don't worry, I have no interest in your Mingjiao's struggle for power.

People in the world are against the Yuan Dynasty, and your Mingjiao religion is just a carrier.

The fundamental reason is that no one can survive.

So in fact, there is no need for us martial arts people to do anything more, as long as we don’t hold back.

It doesn't matter who you choose to be the leader, as long as you can unite early and have a common leader that everyone recognizes in name, it will be considered a contribution to the great cause of resisting the Yuan Dynasty.

If Yang Zuo makes you think that you can convince the public, then I can also try my best to help you."

When Yang Xiao heard the words, he took a deep breath. He wanted to argue something, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips.

Immediately, his whole person became visibly depressed, and he no longer had the generosity he had towards Meng Xiuyuan just now.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to talk to him any more, so Yun made Qinggong rise up, hugged Xiao Zhao and left.

It wasn't until a few breaths later, when Meng Xiuyuan's figure was fading away, that Yang Zuoshi suddenly spoke and solemnly transmitted a message to him using his inner strength:

"Meng Shaoxia, if you can really find a suitable successor to the position of leader among the disciples of our sect, you can reintegrate the heroes from all over the Ming Cult.

Even if there is no Holy Fire Order, I, Yang Xiao, will be the first to take the lead in supporting him."

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly when he heard this, but did not reply to him, and disappeared in an instant.

…

On the way back to Hongmei Villa, Meng Xiuyuan chose to carry Xiao Zhao on his back because he was in a hurry.

This little girl is very sensible. Ever since she woke up from a coma, she has been lying quietly on Meng Xiuyuan's back and never caused any trouble to Meng Xiuyuan.

It wasn't until she stopped to rest at night that she took the initiative to help Meng Xiuyuan warm the noodles over the fire and spoke to him:

"Master Meng, thank you very much for coming to save me.

If it weren't for you, I might not be alive at this moment."

Xiao Zhao spoke with a firm voice and seemed very sincere in his words.

Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand when he heard this and did not take credit:

"I originally came towards the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue, and it was just a matter of convenience to save you.
To be continued...