"Zhang Xier!"

Meng Yi had already heard the harsh and familiar brake sound, and his eyes naturally swept over them. At the same time, he extended his hand and greeted Zhang Xier and the other person with a smile.

"No! Buddy! What have you been doing recently? I thought you were gone, and I was heartbroken for a long time.

My free fight...ah...my buddy!"

Zhang Xier pushed open the car door and ran to Meng Yi. She looked left and right, and even reached out to pinch his face.

"What are you doing?" When the other person's hand reached out to his face, Meng Yi couldn't help but face darkening.

"Wow! Meng Yi, you kid, you're not dead."

Zhang Xier spoke frankly and was very excited. Zhang Zhuanger, who was following behind her, looked at her with surprise. If he had a tongue, he would have said something at least.

Meng Yi said with a dark face, "What are you talking about? Are you expecting me to go out? I just went out for a while."

"Tell me more about it." Zhang Xier had an expression as if she was just listening to a story.

That's not the right thing to say...

Zhang Zhuanger pulled the corner of Zhang Xier's clothes at the right time and shook his head gently to signal her not to ask any questions.

Meng Yi's previous inexplicable news was related to gods, which was not something that small characters like them could inquire about.

Since the two of them were also near the altar at the time, Zhang Zhuang'er naturally had some guesses.

Zhang Xier's face fell and he began to mutter:

"When will we be able to become powerful? Then..."

Meng Yi's eyes passed over the two men's broken arms, and he suddenly realized that these two men should have advanced. He raised his eyebrows and asked casually:

"Are you currently at the seventh level of the Twin Path? Is the arm being consumed at this stage?"

"Yes!" When talking about this, Zhang Xier became excited. She waved her left arm and moved closer to Zhang Zhuanger, and the two stood side by side.

"Hey, we have a pair of arms now."

She bent her left arm, made a "strong" gesture, and spoke as if to show off:

"My right arm wasn't wasted in vain. Its strength was added to my left arm. Now my arm is full of strength!

Look at my muscles, so strong and powerful!"

Your skinny arms... Meng Yi didn't know what expression to use for a moment. Zhang Xier was not sad at all, but was happy about the improvement of her strength.

The other person was so happy that he couldn't even say a word to comfort her.

I don’t know whether Zhang Xier is naturally optimistic or has been influenced by the circumstances.

The latter is most likely the case.

Gemini... these two people should be pursuing integration and becoming two-faced people. In her view, the loss of limbs is actually a process towards "completeness".

He sighed imperceptibly.

"By the way, are you free lately? Dealing with the evil god followers?"

Zhang Xier began to get to the point. She jumped up to Meng Yi, patted his shoulder and said:

"We're all brothers. I won't forget you if there's a way to make money."

If you hadn't kept asking me to save you last time, I would have believed you...

Meng Yi looked at her helplessly and said, "For this kind of situation, you can ask Xu Qingsong or Tian Mo for help. Why do you have to wait for me?"

"I'm not familiar with them." Zhang Xier said awkwardly, "How about you help me talk to them?"

She and Zhang Zhuanger had witnessed Xu Qingsong's strength. Although he was not as powerful as Meng Yi, it was good enough. He was a rank 1 divine being.

Of course Meng Yi would not refute. Killing believers, right? Following the oracle, right? Isn't this a gift of power that comes right to your door?

The God of Killing is quite polite.

He nodded. "Well, I'll tell them later. By the way... do you know where the redemption fund has moved?"