Meng Yi walked towards the inner city with the medicine given by Cen Qiyun in his arms. He would pass by his home on the way to the Judgment Office, so he took the opportunity to look back.
Moreover, the inner city had been less affected before, so his house was not damaged.
Otherwise, if a real-world star trajectory imprint is left in the air, it would be a lot of fun.
He picked up the spoiled ingredients and threw them away, then walked towards the Judgment Department.
I don’t know whether Li Hao and others are there.
It's a bit strange for Xuan to tell others that he wants to see the Judgment of Dawn. Will he be considered as someone who is here to cause trouble?
He met an acquaintance at the door of the building.
Suo Mingcheng, holding a chicken drumstick in his mouth and a small bottle of sugar water in his hand, bumped into Meng Yi head-on.
"Huh?" He let out an unclear and surprised cry, and his one eye suddenly widened.
He used his left hand, which was covered in a black leather glove, to pull the chicken leg out of his mouth and said in surprise, "Aren't you dead?"
He glanced up and down with his single eye and muttered, "No one should pretend to be this guy, he's not famous..."
Meng Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, then said helplessly: "I'm fine, it was just a small accident before."
"A small accident? Oh my god, we all thought you were dead.
I even said that Redemption used you like a firework to deal with the God of Slaughter, leaving behind no ashes.
Suo Mingcheng took a bite of the chicken leg and sighed, "I was so sad at that time. Such a precious skull was wasted like that."
Zhang Xier knew how to say "the person is dead", but this guy just said he was dead... and he was still thinking about his own skull!
Meng Yi glared at him and said dissatisfiedly:
"Is Li Hao here? I have something to discuss with the smart guy."
Suo Mingcheng frowned, "Li Hao is considered a smart guy? Whose smart guy would tell tales?"
Better than you!
Meng Yi glanced at the other person. Suo Mingcheng was now even thinner, almost skin and bones.
He hesitated and said, "You look like this...Will the Bone Demon die of weight?"
Suo Mingcheng looked down at himself and said, "No, can I lose weight as well?"
He laughed, and this smile, coupled with his face which had almost no flesh on it, was inexplicably tinged with a hint of horror.
"It's just that without the support of my physical body, my ability to recover has been greatly weakened."
He sighed helplessly, “There’s nothing I can do, I suffered too many attacks last time.
I'm fine, I'm fine. We can survive because of you. If you need anything in the future, just tell me and I will definitely help you."
When he said this, his face fell, as if Meng Yi was more powerful than him...
He stuffed the chicken leg bone rack into his mouth, crunching it, and pointed behind him. "Li Hao's office is on the first floor, the eighth room on the left. Take it and go find him."
After saying that, he left with a sad face, leaving Meng Yi standing there with a confused look on his face.
This guy, why did his face turn so pale? Is it difficult for him to help me?
Never mind. His train of thought is somewhat peculiar. It’s normal that I can’t keep up with him.
It’s better to go find Li Hao.
After a while, Meng Yi stood at the door of Li Hao's office. Before he could knock, the door was opened from the inside.
“…”
Li Hao faced Meng Yi, and after a few breaths of silence, he pushed his repaired sunglasses with a calm expression, "Are you back?"
So calm... But after coming back this time, there must be a lot of intense psychological activities hidden. Meng Yi sighed silently for a while and replied: "Yeah."
He got straight to the point: "I'd like to... can I meet the Judgment of Dawn?"
"Wait a moment, I'll ask something." Li Hao made way for him. "You can sit here for a while."
After Meng Yi politely thanked him, he was the only one left in the large meeting room.
He sat in the chair and couldn't help shaking his head. Li Hao was a man with many ideas and a deep mind.
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