Xia Qing stood at the foot of the mountain, dressed in white, like a fairy, independent from the world, making people feel ashamed.
In front of them are Black Wind County seventy-eight geniuses.
"First of all, congratulations to everyone on the tremendous progress made in these five months."
"No matter whether you get the top ten spots or not, you are all the pillars of my Great Xia. I hope to continue to work hard in the future and go further on the road to immortality."
"It is inevitable that you will have frictions during the battle. After all, it is not a life-or-death feud. I hope that you can put an end to the past and avoid unpredictable consequences because of a small conflict."
When Xia Qing spoke, he glanced at Jiang Ping An and Ma Wei.
"In addition to the top ten places, there are five candidates who can follow to Nether King City. These five candidates also have the opportunity to participate in Hundred Counties Tournament."
"Everyone will go to the management office to receive resources based on their ranking. I will distribute the top ten resources individually."
"Everyone has worked hard for five months. I won't talk nonsense. Those who want to go home can go home. If they want to stay, they can also stay at Prefect Residence. We will train you."
"The time is now at your disposal. The top fifteen people will gather here in three days."
"Jiang Ping An, Meng Jing, you two come here."
After Xia Qing finished speaking, he specifically called Jiang Ping An and Meng Jing away.
Ma Wei stared at Jiang Ping An's back, a cruel smile flashed across his face.
"The tenth spot is still mine after all!"
Jiang Ping An and Meng Jing followed Xia Qing to her private courtyard.
The surrounding aura is dense, and taking a breath is like absorbing a piece of Spirit Stone. Strange flowers and plants grow in it, emitting colorful light, and it is beautiful.
A cute Little White beast is running around in the yard chasing colorful butterflies.
A man in black robes stood in the pavilion, his face unclear.
Jiang Ping An When his eyes swept over this person, his heart skipped a beat and his heart beat wildly.
This person contains the extremely terrifying Thunder Power, which is so powerful that it is indescribable.
Jiang Ping An guessed something and glanced at Meng Jing next to him.
Meng Jing took Jiang Ping An's hand and asked in a low voice, "Woodhead, let's go to Auction House later. I heard there will be a lot of good things there."
Xia Qing walked to the pavilion, stopped, and turned to look at Meng Jing.
"We agreed before that as soon as you get a place, you will contact your mother."
Meng Jing bit her red lips and said, "Princess Sister, is my mother in trouble now?"
"If doing so will cause her trouble... then don't contact her."
Although Meng Jing wanted to contact her mother, she now knew how terrifying Lineage was where her mother was.
She was afraid that contacting her mother rashly would cause her to get into trouble.
Xia Qing nodded, "It's indeed a bit troublesome. Your mother fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved and regretted her marriage to a wealthy family, which brought a lot of trouble to the Thunder Clan."
Meng Jing nodded slightly, unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes.
She missed her mother so much that her appearance was almost blurry.
Xia Qing changed the topic, "However, what I promised must be done."
She suddenly looked at the man in black robe next to her.
The man in black robe next to him pulled down his robe, revealing a beautiful face.
This face is 50% similar to Meng Jing, but more mature.
The woman's face was covered with tears, and her bright eyes were staring straight at Meng Jing.
Looking at the other party, Meng Jing's delicate body trembled slightly, and her whole body was like a lightning strike. After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly pounced on him.
"Mom!!"
"Little Jing!"
The two hugged each other and cried loudly.
This person is Meng Jing's mother, Lei Lan.
Meng Jing never expected that her mother would appear in person and couldn't stop crying, "Mom, I miss you so much, woo woo~"
She misses her mother so much. After ten years, her mother's appearance is almost blurred.
Lei Lan also burst into tears. She didn't want to see her daughter, but because of Lineage's restrictions, she had no chance.
Jiang Ping An looked at the two embracing each other, with a touch of warmth on their faces.
If my mother was still alive, I could be like Meng Jing, acting coquettishly in her arms...
Jiang Ping An touched his belly. The bones of his parents were inside Treasure Accumulation Basin. He must become an immortal and must have the power to resurrect the dead!
Lei Lan and Meng Jing hugged each other and cried for a long time.
"Mom, will you be in trouble if you come to see me in person?" Meng Jing raised his eyes and asked with tears in his eyes.
Lei Lan took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "It's okay, Ninth Princess invited me here as Great Summer Kingdom."
"Then... when will mother leave? Can you go back and see father? He misses you so much."
Meng Jing asked cautiously, thinking of her father's sad face alone, she felt uncomfortable.
"No problem, I'll go back in a while, but before I go back, I need to deal with some problems."
Lei Lan wiped away her tears, looked at the young man aside, her gentleness disappeared, and she said in a cold voice, "Don't get too close to my daughter, it will hurt you."
"Mom! What are you talking about!" Meng Jing asked anxiously.
Lei Lan's voice became cold, "Didn't you see what happened between me and your father?"
"You have awakened Talent in our clan, and you will return to the clan sooner or later. Those old antiques will never allow people like Jiang Ping An to be with you."
"I don't know them, why should they care about me!" Meng Jing pushed his mother away and shouted, feeling extremely terrified.
"There is no reason in this world, only strength."
A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Lei Lan's body, covering Jiang Ping An.
The huge pressure caused Jiang Ping An to kneel on the ground in an instant, and his knees cracked the floor.
Lei Lan stared at Jiang Ping An coldly, "Remember what I said, don't get too close to Meng Jing."
Jiang Ping An said expressionlessly, "I don't know what you mean by getting too close to Meng Jing."
"However, Uncle Meng saved my life. Uncle Meng asked me to take care of Meng Jing, so I will take care of it. I don't care what ancient Lineage you are. As long as you make Meng Jing unhappy, I will never forgive you!"
His voice was decisive, neither humble nor arrogant.
"You are worthy of it!" Lei Lan sneered, and the aura released from his body was even more terrifying.
The Little White beast next to him was so frightened that he got into Xia Qing's arms.
Jiang Ping An's bones creaked under the pressure of this breath, and blood oozed from his spine, but he still held his head high, his face firm, and looked directly at Lei Lan.
"Mom! What are you doing! Don't bully Woodhead!"
Meng Jing almost burst into tears when he saw Jiang Ping An's uncomfortable look.
Lei Lan's breath gradually receded, and his cold expression just now softened. He raised his hand and popped a pill into Jiang Ping An's mouth.
"This is the power of the strong. You don't even need to use your hands. Just the breath can crush you to death. Thunder Clan There are countless people stronger than me. You have to know what you will face in the future."
After taking the elixir, Jiang Ping An felt that the injuries on his body were recovering quickly. This medicine must be valuable.
He stood up slowly, his expression remained unchanged, "I said, I don't care about the Ancient Aristocratic Family, as long as you make Meng Jing unhappy, I will never forgive you."
Looking at the young man's resolute and serious face, Lei Lan's eyes flashed with relief, and he threw a Jade Slip towards him.
"I hope you will do what you say."
After saying that, Lei Lan hugged Meng Jing, turned into a thunder and lightning, and disappeared from the place.
Continuous Mountain County, General's Mansion.
Meng Kuo carefully corrected the memorial.
His daughter left for several months, and his wife left for several years. In order to relieve the pain of lovesickness, Meng Kuo could only devote himself to work and divert his attention.
However, how can this kind of emotion be transferred if you want to?
Meng Kuo put down the memorial, sighed silently, took out his wife's pink handkerchief, and showed tenderness.
It would be great if my wife and daughter were all around.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed, and two women suddenly appeared in the room.
Seeing the appearance of these two people, Meng Kuo's pink handkerchief fell to the ground, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"Xiaolan! Little Jing!"