"and you…"
Cen Qiyun frowned: "You just ripped off a piece of meat like that, and your expression didn't even change?!"
She felt inwardly that she was indeed a fighter chosen by God!
Then he asked cautiously, "Were you really an ordinary person before?"
Meng Yi's expression changed slightly. Something was wrong with him since last night.
He was quite frightened when he first crossed over, but he quickly calmed down. He didn't feel uncomfortable fighting with people from the Judgment Department or killing people in the middle of the night.
The key is this flesh and blood magic!
He can perform self-harm spells without batting an eyelid.
Is this still him?
He had never even killed a chicken before!
Is it the influence of the red fog space?
Meng Yi hesitated and said, "I don't know... maybe it's just natural?"
Cen Qiyun showed an affirmative expression: "I think so!"
Meng Yi didn't have time to think about it. He silently calculated the distance between him and the people behind him, and then turned around suddenly.
Suo Mingcheng was seen standing not far from the "flesh and blood bomb" with a complicated expression.
He pointed at himself and looked at Meng Yi, his single eye full of inquiry.
Meng Yi glanced past the other person and looked around the street. It was working hours and there were only a few people on the street.
The two men with ferocious faces were nowhere to be seen.
Suo Mingcheng drank the rest of the drink in one gulp and threw the cup to the ground angrily.
"I say!"
His face was slightly ferocious, and that fierce aura returned to him. "Are you planning to sneak attack me?"
Meng Yi had a helpless look on his face. He walked over, and the piece of flesh and blood turned over the mud and sand on its own, flowing from his trouser legs to his legs and melting into his flesh.
"Didn't you notice those two men with fat faces just now?"
Meng Yi pointed at the place where the two men had just dodged, "Here, and here."
"Except for you, those two were staring at us all the way."
Suo Mingcheng shook his head in astonishment.
Cen Qiyun walked over slowly, holding a book in her arms, a sneer on her lips: "The people from the Judgment Department are too weak to be vigilant."
Suo Mingcheng now started praising Meng Yi: "Not bad, kid. Your five senses are very sharp!"
"So you noticed?" Meng Yi asked quickly, "Do you know them? Who are they? Do you have any guesses about them following me?"
Suo Mingcheng said awkwardly, "I didn't notice."
Then why are you praising me so much? Meng Yi was completely confused by him.
Suo Mingcheng then explained, "In this era, there are too many people with ill intentions. If I were always so vigilant, I wouldn't need to do anything else."
"Generally speaking, as long as they are not put into action, they can be ignored."
He dug out some nut-like snacks, threw them into his mouth, and began to chew them, mumbling:
"You just had a party. Whether it's the money or the people, there will be a lot of people interested in this. Don't worry."
"As long as they find out that you two are divinely blessed, they will naturally give up such thoughts."
Meng Yi glanced across the street, and he didn't agree with what the other party said.
He doesn't have sharp five senses, but his intuition and inspiration are stronger.
This feeling is hard to describe in words, but he is sure that the two people's attention is not anywhere else but on him and Cen Qiyun.
He turned his head to look at Cen Qiyun, his face serious as he asked, "Could it be that you have offended someone in the past?"
Cen Qiyun shook her head decisively: "I haven't offended anyone, otherwise... I would have died in those days when I lost the power of God's grace."
All kinds of thoughts were swirling in Meng Yi's mind, which was a bit strange. If it wasn't because of her, could it be because of him?
In other words... because of the Scarlet King?!
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