Is it really foresight?

Wu Meng felt that it was certain.

There is a heavenly eye in the front, and she can predict it later, but I didn't expect her to have the potential of a god stick, bah, what a god stick, called a heavenly machine Taoist!

Wu Meng remembered that he didn't seem to have opened the Heavenly Eye for a long time, and the last time he opened the Heavenly Eye was in the origin space of the Lingshan Realm, thinking of this, Wu Meng closed his eyes, silently opened the Heavenly Eye, and then opened it.

Huh? Don't these plants and trees have any luck? Why is there nothing? Blink and look again, still no. Wu Meng found out about the problem, and quickly turned his head to look at the bluegrass that was hunting squirrels again, but there was still nothing.

Wu Meng's face changed suddenly, if he didn't know what was wrong now, he wouldn't be worthy of being chosen by the mastermind. Well, it seems that she was not chosen by the mastermind, but won it by herself.

She seems to remember what kind of clan the system says she is? Huh?

Wu Meng thought for a long time and didn't remember what kind of clan he was, guessing that he was shielded by the mastermind, so he put it aside and returned to the issue of Tianyan.

The eye of the sky is gone!

The mission is complete, the eye of the sky is gone!

Wu Meng suddenly felt like he was unloading and killing a donkey. Anger, sadness, regret...... For a while, Wu Meng only felt that the five flavors were mixed, but in the end, he could only turn into a sigh.

That's it, it's going to start all over again anyway.

"Meng Meng be careful!" Suddenly Lan Cao screamed, and the voice of the butler came from her ears at the same time, "Meng Meng, there is a squirrel behind you." At the same time, a light screen was projected in front of Wu Meng's eyes. But it was too late, and at this moment, Wu Meng's body was knocked away by a sensation, and there was a tearing pain in his spine.

The tearing pain woke Wu Meng up from his contemplation, but in the next second, the pain covered his whole body, and the golden spiritual power contained in Wu Meng's body was stimulated under the pain, covering his whole body in an instant.

However, Wu Meng in pain didn't realize this, she only saw that the picture in front of her was regressing, as if the pain in her body had disappeared as if she had returned to the light before she died.

"Meng Meng beware!" Lan Cao's scream came into his ears again, and Wu Meng subconsciously took a few steps back sideways. An afterimage swept past her with countless strong winds.

Wu Meng's eyes froze, and he immediately found that something was wrong, and wanted to swing his sword against the enemy, but found that he didn't have any strength in his body, and the scene in front of him was even brighter, as if it was going to be dark, no, no, it wasn't dark. It's her who wants to faint~

However, at this time, the afterimage turned back in mid-air, and shot towards Wu Meng with a snort, "Meng Meng be careful!" Lan Cao hadn't had time to wake up and Wu Meng escaped a catastrophe, and saw the three-grade Wind Squirrel King go and return.

I wanted to protect Wu Meng, but I was entangled by a few squirrels.

'Miserable, miserable'

It's a pity for this little doll that makes the tree feel kind. ’

'It's so pitiful~'

'yes, I didn't expect to die~'

Who is going to die! The groggy Wu Meng was loud by the noise, and roared hard, "Shut up!" and threw the Wentian Sword out with a flick of his hand.

"Bump!" "When!Sla!"

The first sound was the sound of an object falling to the ground, and the second sound was the sound of the Heavenly Sword colliding with the Sanpin Wind Squirrel.

"Moe Moe!"

Lan Cao walked to Wu Meng's side and took her into his arms with one hand. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the person was fine, and his eyes fell on the three-grade wind squirrel king who was asked to be skewered by the Heavenly Sword, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart.

Meng Meng threw the sword out just now...... Lancao couldn't help but look down at the child in her arms, cute and cute......

The squirrels who had killed the king panicked and began to jump up and down. They all came towards Lancao and Wumeng to besiege them, and suddenly a coercion came from behind Lancao and the two, and Lancao's heart moved, and with a wave of his hand, he put the Wentian Sword and the Wind Squirrel King into the Qiankun bag.

At the same time, a silver light streaked across the left, drawing an arc in front of her, and flew back from the right. In the next second, the squirrels with teeth and claws fell down.

The squirrel that pounced on him froze for a moment, and then fled in all directions in the next second.

Seeing Lan Cao's face of admiration, Jin Dan's cultivation was indeed incomparable to their foundation. Seeing that this was just an easy wave, a large number of people died.

"What's going on?" a deep voice sounded beside him. Senior Brother Weng, who was tall on the mountain, appeared in front of her.

Meng Meng was attacked and fainted. Lan Cao looked at Wu Meng with a worried expression.

"Attack?" Senior Brother Weng frowned when he heard this, looked at the child in Lan Cao's arms, stretched out a hand to probe the child's pulse, and then withdrew his hand expressionlessly. "It's fine, maybe I'm scared. ”

"That's good, that's good. Lan Cao looked happy, but Yu Guang secretly observed Senior Brother Weng's expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he really didn't find anything.

"Hmph, don't take it as an example!" Senior Brother Weng glanced at the corpse of the wind squirrel on the ground, dropped a word, and disappeared in a flash.

"Huh~" Lan Cao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, her master's name is loud, otherwise she will definitely offend people this time. Sure enough, the world still depends on strength. She also has to cultivate well.

Lan Cao looked at Wu Meng again, and the picture of Meng Meng throwing the Wentian Sword out appeared in his mind, and he really didn't believe it, and the other party actually skewered the Sanpin Wind Squirrel King with a light throw.

She looked down at her flying sword, lifted it up, and gently threw it out like a black cute. As soon as the flying sword weighing more than a dozen pounds was taken off his hand, it was attracted by gravity and fell.

"......" Lancao stiffened and withdrew his hand in the air. looked down at Wu Meng who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

"Mengmeng?" she reached out and patted the child's face, but in the end, it turned into a touch, well, it's so slippery~, I couldn't help but pinch it again, it's so soft.

'Stop!' the butler looked anxious, but he couldn't say it, so he could only stare dryly.

"Ahem. Finally touched enough of the bluegrass, reluctantly withdrew his hand, the sun looked around, put the black moe under a tree, and set up an enchantment by the way, and then went to deal with the hunted wind squirrel.

At the appointed time, Lancao came to the agreed place with Wumeng in her arms. Everyone was a little curious when they saw her holding the little girl, and subconsciously thought that she was being dragged down by the little girl.

"Ouch, Sister Lancao, what's wrong?" Wen Qing looked at Lancao with a gloating face, and her eyes swirled around Wumeng in her arms. "Hey, isn't this the little girl? what? Hurt? Sister Lancao isn't hurt, right?"

Lancao rolled her eyes when she heard this, why didn't she think Wen Qing was so unlikable before?

"Thank you Senior Sister Wen for your concern, I'm fine. ”

"That's good. Wen Qing said and turned his head to the other four men, "Let's quickly count the number of wind squirrels, according to the regulations, one person hunts 30, right?"

Although Wen Qing's tone was inquiring, the people present noticed that there was something in her words.

"Sister Lancao, did you say yes?"