Immortality Cultivation Era

Jiangnan Airport.

"Uncle and aunt, you are sitting here waiting for a while, I am going to buy you two bottles of water." Meng Jingxiao Yingying wearing a pink sweater with a navy blue jeans said.

"Good, pay attention to safety!"

"And we are!" Meng Fu looked a bit savory. On this road, he saw Meng Jing's parents who took care of Gao Ge. His relatives and relatives did not see how cold and warm.

"Well, I will buy it." Meng Jing smiled and shook his head, and his father's thoughts were clearly aware.

She took her own bag and left.

Back in Jiangnan City, everyone's mood is excited.

Whether it is the parents of Gaoge or the parents of Meng Jing, they are willing to go to the Longge Courtyard and say that there are thousands of 10,000. The starting point is that they do not want to trouble their children. The elders have this kind of thinking, and it seems to be a common situation in China.

Now that I can return to Jiangnan City, it is naturally better. If it is not a high song, they will not speak.

"Xiao Jing is really a good girl!" Song Yu looked at the back of Meng Jing's departure, and felt a deep feeling inside.

"Do you want to say this?" Meng Fu coughed and said, "My family is quiet, but it is one of the best, oh no... one pick!"

Meng Mu took his arm and patted his back and said, "You are so embarrassed to praise your child."

"What's the embarrassment?" Meng's father is not a stubborn person, but on this issue he is tough and awkward, and he does not let his way. "I think my family is the best girl in the world, no matter what." Is it a look or a character or a ability, not to be convinced!"

"I have done it, no one is arguing with you..."

Said, Gao Ming also took out his mobile phone and gave a voice to Gao Ge.

"I said stinky boy, can you sneak out? Tell you early that we are coming back, you don't know where to wait?"

After a while, the high-song WeChat came back.

"Where are you now? I have already arrived at the airport and will appear in front of you!"

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When I thought of seeing a high song, Meng Jing was also nervous.

It has been a few months since I returned to Jiangnan City from Gaoge.

In fact, Meng Jing also thought about going back to Jiangnan City, but there are some in Beijing.

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Arranged, she stayed for a while, and helped by the way to care for her parents.

Pulling out the makeup mirror and looking at his current appearance, Meng Jing nodded with satisfaction.

Still so beautiful.

Taking advantage of the good water, I just planned to go back, but suddenly there was a figure in front of me.

"Girl, practitioner?"

Standing in front of Meng Jing, is a good-looking young man, but at the age of 22 or 23, there are two old people, and his eyes look around, seemingly a little vigilant.

"Let's go." Meng Jing, who still had a smile, his face suddenly cooled down. There was a bit of impatience in the eyebrows. I just wanted to go back and see the song.

"Cough, beauty, don't misunderstand, I found out that you are also a good practitioner, so you are eager to hunt, you may not know, I am the minority of the hills of the Huaxia cultivation community, you are also A cultivator, should you know the hills?"

"I really don't know." Meng Jing sneered.

A young man’s glance, it seems that Meng Jing’s answer to him is that he did not expect it.

"Beauty, I will introduce you to our hills simply..."

"I don't want to know, say it again, let it go." Meng Jing was tired of it.

"Let's go! Don't be rude to us." One of the old men behind the young man suddenly frowned and yelled at Meng Jing.

"Older generations, now you are blocking my way, and saying that I am arrogant?" Meng Jing was really angry.

The young man waved his hand and the old man was silent.

At this time, young men have some headaches.

When I saw Meng Jing before, I just glanced at him and he was amazing.

This is still the time he lived so big, the first time I saw such a beautiful girl.

When he realized that the other's cultivation talents were also very good, he made up his mind to treat himself as a hill.

If the girl is forcibly taken away, I am afraid that I will still have some opinions and even reprimand myself. However, bringing back a talented disciple, the old man is definitely nothing.

When he thought of this, he was excited, and even there was already a picture of Meng Jing’s little hand and Fang Fang.

At the thought of this, the body of the young man has become hot.

"girl,

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Don't worry, I am Han Cong, the hills are in the world of cultivation, and it is also a first-class sect. You don't know that it may be because you don't care about these things. As long as you inquire, I believe that the Chinese immortals are all No one knows no one, now, it is a great opportunity to be in front of you. As long as you follow me back to the hills, you are a disciple of the hills, and your talent is so good. Our martial art will also lean towards your body. In a few years, you will be the pride of the younger generation in China! "Han Cong smiled and said.

He clearly understood how much temptation he had for a cultivator.

Moreover, after saying this, he does not believe that the other party has reasons to reject himself.

"I will say it again, let me go, I am not interested in your hills." After Meng Jing finished, he planned to detour, but did not expect that an old man behind Han Cong actually sealed her way.

"Little girl, don't give face a shameless face. Our hills are in the world of cultivation. It is a first-class sect. I want you to be contemptuous. If you don't let the lord enter the hills, it will give you face, if you are lucky. Can become our little lady, but it is a blessing for the ancestral graves, but don't be blessed in the blessing!"

"Oh, big joke..."

"Bold!" The old man was furious. "Since you are so ignorant, you have to take some tough measures!"

After all, he suddenly found his palm and grabbed it toward Meng Jing.

Meng Jing was prepared for prevention, and quickly withdrew one step later, his eyes were cold and cold, and he quickly grasped his fist and slammed into the shoulders of the old man.

The old man's eyes burst into a fine light: "Not bad!" The heart also sighed, the family is really a good eye for the eye, this girl looks at the age, the repair is to this point, but fortunately has not grown up .

Today, it is to catch her back to the hills!

Thinking of this, he squatted twice and rushed forward.

"Left elders, don't hurt this girl, this is the little lady of the hills of our future!" Han Cong said with a chuckle.

"Oh? Who said that?" Just then, there was a cold voice behind him. "The hills send the little lady to the door? Is this also worth mentioning?"

Han Cong’s pupil suddenly shrank. At this moment, he had already felt a smashing machine, shrouded himself, and saw no gaps...

Have a master!

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