Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

And at this moment, the Liu family coachman felt a pain in his heart. He felt like a big funnel appeared in his body. All his life energy was continuously spreading outwards along with this big funnel, and his own body went limp. He fell straight to the ground, all the oil was gone.

This sudden scene caught the eyes of Meng Zhao and the bald man. As for the woman with a big belly, her heart sank even more, and she hurriedly tried to press down and pull the driver up.

However, her belly was now as big as a watermelon. Although with Meng Zhao's help, there was no danger of a tire slipping for the time being, it was still difficult to do this. She could only stand there helplessly, stunned, not knowing what to do. good.

Meng Zhao didn't make any move, he just looked at this person calmly, knowing that the other person's time had come and the gods could not save him. After all, he could see from the beginning that this person was already at the end of his strength, so how could he still maintain such abundant strength? The spirit of carrying a pregnant woman so far was all due to taking some kind of elixir.

However, the supply of elixirs is not endless, and the potency of the pills will eventually be exhausted. According to Meng Zhao's estimation, this person should have been able to survive for about an hour. But now he has an attack, and the potency of the pills has expired. It is very likely that he will be emotionally agitated, filled with great sorrow and joy. lead to.

"Ahem, young hero, little, villain, he knows that his fate will not be long. Young lady, young lady is alone and helpless. I hope, I hope that young hero, can, can"

The Liu family's coachman's vision was blurred and his expression was even more dazed. However, the obsession in his heart made him still hold on to his spirit and want to entrust this woman to Meng Zhao when he was dying.

Now that the Liu family has been destroyed, the woman is pregnant, and the surrounding environment is so bad, with no one to take care of her, it is really difficult to predict what the future will be like. Therefore, the coachman tried his best to find a wife for the young lady. Take care of a reliable person.

In fact, the coachman did not do this for no reason, but had no choice. After all, at this moment, apart from Meng Zhao, there was only one bald man from the Tianwang Gang. He couldn't entrust the young lady to him, right?

Furthermore, although the Liu family coachman is not very smart, he is neither stupid nor stupid. He knows that Meng Zhao has excellent martial arts skills and seems to have a decent background. He is an excellent entrustment target. He has the ability and strength. The young lady will Set up well.

Finally, and most importantly, Meng Zhao has a majestic temperament, upright eyes, and no obsession with the beautiful young lady. He is obviously not a lecherous person and can be relied on and trusted.

It's a pity that he thought so much and read so much, but in the end he didn't finish what he said. In the intermittent pauses, the person had no breath, and with a twist of his neck, he was completely dead.

After his death, the young lady of the Liu family was also terrified. Looking at the corpse of the coachman, tears burst out of her eyes involuntarily. Her temperament was weak and pitiful.

She is not pretending, but no matter how critical the situation is or how gloomy the future is, there is always a loyal servant who will accompany her and help her. When necessary, he can even die to protect her.

This is the spiritual pillar. Even if he is just a servant, he is a servant who holds a very important position in her heart.

Now, this servant is gone, the world is pale and desolate, and she is left alone.

With such a situation and such a future, how could she remain calm and indifferent?

She used to be just a pampered little woman, well-dressed and well-fed, but she suddenly suffered a big change, her husband's family was wiped out, and she was already in turmoil. Now that her last loyal servant was gone, she was determined not to collapse.

Meng Zhao also admired the coachman's loyalty very much. As a superior, he hoped that all his subordinates could be as loyal as the coachman. After all, only a few could achieve this.

As for what the other party said intermittently, although he did not hear the end, he understood that it was for him to take care of Mrs. Liu's family and at least have a place for her.

This is not difficult for Meng Zhao. His family has a big business and has many people to support, so he doesn't care about just one or two.

Of course, the premise must be that the martial arts promised by this young lady are of sufficient value, not too much, and that she can become a master. Then he can arrange it and ensure that she has no worries.

He did not say this to the woman, but looked at the bald head who was always ready to make a move, but did not dare to do so.

"Okay, don't tense up. With your martial arts, you won't be able to escape in front of me even if you practice for a hundred years. Go help and bury this person!"

Meng Zhao pointed at the lifeless Liu family coachman on the ground. The content of his words was extremely arrogant, but it sounded very natural, as if it should be like this.

Although he admired the coachman, he would not despise his status and work for him. It happened that he kept the bald head, so he just used it as waste, which was considered to be his own wish.

The originally ferocious and terrifying image of the bald man can make children stop crying.

However, in front of Meng Zhao, he had no dignity at all, and he did not dare to show any arrogance. He could only accept the grievances and submissively picked up the Liu family's coachman, and found a high ground on the snow-covered plain. It's a good place to use your internal strength to activate your fists. With one punch, you will blast out a big pit, and then put the body into the pit and bury it.

The punches are very powerful, with a sense of venting. For example, when he was in the Tianwang Gang, he was still a leader despite his size, and he was also appreciated by the Tianwang. As soon as he entered Xiantian, he would be vigorously promoted, and his future would be bright. How could he ever be like this? Have you ever been frustrated?

But the reality is so bizarre. Now that he has to deal with the funeral affairs of a driver of the Liu family whose family was wiped out, it is simply outrageous to open the door to outrageous people. It is extremely outrageous.

However, he had to do it. He didn't want to be killed for disobeying this pretty boy.

As for his dozens of subordinates, they were not so lucky. Some of them were weak and were directly beaten into meat paste by Meng Zhao. Those who had practiced horizontal training were also mutilated. They were useless even if they were buried.

Moreover, he didn't have the leisure and energy to work for a group of dead people.

If it weren't for Meng Zhao, he would even hate to grind the dead driver to ashes, or throw the body to wild wolves and dogs.

This hatred is really deep.

If it weren't for the driver running with the pregnant woman for such a long time and such a long way, he would have got what he wanted and made the beauty his own.

Another point, he wouldn't have met this pretty boy, his subordinates wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

But it was useless to think more. While doing things, the bald man was thinking in his heart how to save his life. At least, he could survive.

As for whether the Tianwang Gang would look for him or even confront this pretty boy, he had no confidence at all.

Just kidding, the identity of a Zhenwu Temple disciple alone was enough to suppress those people from the Tianwang Gang.

Besides, he was just a small leader with low value, and it was more likely that he would be left to fend for himself.