I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

In the face of Menglai at this time, Zhou Fan did not want to do it, nor would he do it!

In his opinion, Menglai was just being blinded. As long as she knew who she was, she would definitely not do it again.

However, Menglai's strength is really too strong. According to Zhou Fan's estimation, it is very likely that he has surpassed Da Luo Jinxian.

Beyond Da Luojin Immortal Realm, that is Luo Tian Shang Immortal Realm or a higher level, and this level of powerhouse is definitely the top existence in the human world, even if Zhou Fan is not weak, he will not be his opponent.

"Brother Fan, is Meng Lai really Sister Ink Painting?" Wen Ting asked nervously in Zhou Fan's arms.

"Well." Zhou Fan's face was ugly, and he hummed softly.

It must be a very happy thing to see a woman who is thinking about it day and night, but now for Zhou Fan, he is not happy at all, because it seems that Yan Shu Mo is no longer Yan Shu Mo, but he does not know him. 's Menglai.

But whether she is Menglai or Yan Shumo, Zhou Fan knows that he can't do it.

"But, how did Sister Ink become like this?" Wen Ting asked with a pale face.

Meng Lai's ferocious expression just now, even she looked frightened and chills down her spine.

How could Yan Shu Mo, who used to be so gentle and like a big sister, become like this?

"I don't know either." Zhou Fan shook his head gently.

However, what he knew was that the reason why Yan Shuimo became like this was probably related to Emperor Ji Meng.

With the strength of Ji Meng the Great, forcibly improving Yan Shu Mo's strength and sealing her memory, I am afraid it is not difficult.

"Damn Ji Meng, sooner or later, I will kill you in the Demon Realm and kill you!" Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and said, if it wasn't for the Great Emperor Ji Meng, I'm afraid Yan Shu Mo would not be like this.

At this moment, Zhou Fan's figure suddenly stopped, his expression changed slightly as he looked at the space in front of him, the space he saw was slightly rippling, and a figure came out of it.

This person held a three-foot long front and stared at Zhou Fan with sullen eyes, who was there other than Meng Lai.

Wen Ting's face turned pale instantly when she saw Menglai. At this time, Menglai, who had been with her for the past few days, was really like two people.

"Menglai, what do you want to do?" Wen Ting asked in front of Zhou Fan.

"Go away, or don't blame me for being rude." Meng Lai stared at Wen Ting, her words lost the affection of the past few days.

"Tingting, get out of the way, she won't kill me." Zhou Fan said, pulling Wen Ting behind him.

"No, Brother Fan, if she wants to kill you, she will kill me first." Wen Ting said firmly, she didn't believe that Meng Lai would not be able to do it at this time.

If Menglai really killed Zhou Fan, what would she do?

"Dear, listen to me." Zhou Fan smiled, stretched out his palm, and grabbed the space where Wen Ting was.

Space confinement.

After reaching the Golden Immortal Daluo, Zhou Fan can also use this powerful method to directly confine Wen Ting in a space.

"Let me out, Brother Fan, let me out." Wen Ting shouted in horror.

The reason why she panicked was not because she was imprisoned, but because Zhou Fan was going to face Menglai. She was worried that Zhou Fan would not take action against Menglai because of Yan Shuimo, and was then killed by Menglai.

But to Wen Ting's roar, Zhou Fan just smiled, then turned slightly and looked at Menglai.

"Whether you admit it or not, you are ink painting, my sister ink painting." Zhou Fan looked at Menglai and smiled slightly, "You can make a move. If you can die at the hands of the woman you love, I can be considered a decent death."

Looking at Zhou Fan, Menglai didn't show the slightest expression, as if at this moment, she had become a machine that only knew how to kill.

As soon as she stepped on her footsteps, her figure was like a teleportation, appearing beside Zhou Fan, raising her three-foot-long front in her hand, and stabbed it fiercely towards Zhou Fan's chest.

"No!" Wen Ting roared in horror when she saw only one scene. She stretched out her palm, and in her palm, the spiritual power gathered and slammed into the forbidden space.

However, her cultivation is really too weak, and it is impossible to shake the space ban imposed by Zhou Fan.

Therefore, she could only watch desperately, the long sword in Menglai's hand pierced into Zhou Fan's chest.

puff!

The long sword tore apart Zhou Fan's chest, carrying a puddle of blood, which fell on Menglai's cheeks.

And just after the blood splattered on Menglai's cheeks, the scarlet in her eyes slowly dissipated, and her eyes regained a trace of clarity.

"What did I do?" Meng Lai was startled, let go of the long sword in his hand, and retreated abruptly.

She raised her head and looked at Zhou Fan in front of her, her heart trembled, and the familiar feeling in her soul became stronger and stronger.

Zhou Fan's strength has already reached the Daluojin fairyland. Ordinary spirit treasures can't hurt him at all, but this spirit treasure in Menglai's hands is a sixth-grade magic soldier, with amazing lethality. Zhou Fan was severely injured.

"Sister Ink, I knew you couldn't do it." Zhou Fan looked at Menglai and smiled.

"Ink, I'm Yan Shumo, you are Zhou Fan." Menglai muttered to herself, as if she had regained some memory at this moment.

But at this moment, the divine soul rune sealed in her divine soul was shining brightly, and she wanted to ban Menglai's fluctuating memory again.

"Menglai, you are my disciple, I am your master, everything else is fake, kill him and bring him back to the Demon Realm." The figure of Ji Meng appeared in the soul again.

"No, you are not Menglai, you are Yan Shumo, you can't shoot at Zhou Fan, what he said is false." Yan Shumo's voice sounded in Menglai's soul, this time it was not because of Emperor Ji Meng's Deterrence but with the slightest retreat.

Emperor Ji Meng's voice and Yan Shu Mo's voice kept ringing in Meng Lai's soul, making her dizzy, and her soul seemed to be torn apart, unbearable.

"Enough, enough, don't talk about it!" Meng Lai roared in pain, covering his head with his hands, looking like a madman.

"Who am I, I have the final say." Menglai shouted, and then the figure flashed, and disappeared into the sky.

"Ink and Wash!" Seeing Menglai leaving, Zhou Fan wanted to chase him, but he had been severely injured by Menglai, and his body was staggered, making it impossible to chase after him.

"Sister Shu Mo, since you have returned to the human world, no matter how difficult it is, I will bring you back." Zhou Fan looked at the direction where Yan Shu Mo left, and said firmly.

Yan Shuimo has returned to the human world, even if she doesn't know herself now, so what, as long as he works hard, Yan Shuimo will definitely remember who he is.

What's more, this is at least much easier than going to the Demon Realm!