Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After all, a person who had no ambitions would develop ambitions if he suddenly gained enough power. What's more, King Su Tian now showed an uncontrollable temperament, which made it even more difficult for people to believe.

Therefore, Meng Zhao's guess and tendency are not problematic from a normal perspective.

"What a sad guy, does he really think he can compete with Longcheng? Does he really think he has a very important position in the hearts of some people?"

Meng Zhao had to feel sorry for Su Tianwang's short-sightedness and superficiality. Perhaps, he did have domineering martial arts and personality, but he did not have a far-reaching vision to match.

As a result, of course, his pants were almost gone as he was being plotted. The strongest moment in his life may also be the last moment in his life.

But we can't just say that the person behind Su Tianwang is very sinister. On the contrary, Meng Zhao admires the delicate operation of killing without blood and coaxing the person being sold to help count the money. This is very smart, isn't it?

If it were Meng Zhao, he would probably make the same choice, because from the beginning to the end, King Su Tian didn't know where he was compared to Long Cheng.

If he knew, he would not have any illusions about the person behind him and give people the opportunity to plot against him.

As time passed, Meng Zhao also asked in detail many topics of interest to him, including the secrets of Geng Po Mo himself and other Vajra. He did not let go.

As a big-bellied woman, Ji Rushuang had already leaned on the carpet that had been laid in advance, put on a warm plush quilt, and fell asleep soundly. Her thin breathing was not as loud as the cold wind outside.

It was late at night. The wound was still painful and the spirit was tortured. Geng Pomo looked at Meng Zhao and saw that he had nothing more to ask. He tentatively said,

"What are you going to do with me, kill me? No, this is indeed easy for you, but it is definitely not more useful than using me to do things, what do you think?"

In fact, this is not something that someone like Geng Pomo can say. After all, he should be a man with a brain full of muscles, a loud voice, and a gut. He should not be afraid of Meng Zhao and go to death without hesitation. .

It's a pity that Geng Pomo did say such words, showing his fear and worry. It also reflected that Meng Zhao had done a good job in his mental and psychological offensive before.

Meng Zhao was indeed hesitant at this time. As Geng Pomo said, killing him would obviously help him more than using him to do things.

For example, you can first send him back to the King of Heaven to act as a spy and a pair of eyes to monitor the other party.

Just like he subdued Zeng Xie, he gave him a lot of help, which was far better than killing him in the first place.

But after thinking about it carefully, Meng Zhao gave up this idea.

It is indeed in your best interest to do so, but in fact, the risks are much greater.

Because a lot of information that Meng Zhao asked him tonight actually revealed a lot of things to the other party.

For example, someone wanted to use that ritual to plot against King Su Tian. Geng Pomo must have thought of this.

This is unavoidable. Many things are two-way. For example, if you hit someone with your fist, the person being hit will be very painful, but the person hitting you may not feel pain at all.

If this guy comes back to King Su Tian, ​​he will directly retaliate, confess everything, and make suggestions for King Su Tian.

Meng Zhao was beyond the reach of his whip and could not control this person at all. As for poisoning and using Qi control, it was just a hidden method of control.

He was also poisoned and controlled at the beginning, didn't he find a way to solve it?

So this method is not perfect.

When the time comes, someone will set a trap for him, ask him to crawl into it, and then force him to detoxify Geng Pomo, which is very likely to happen.

After all, in the final analysis, Meng Zhao is only a human being, not a god, and cannot control everything.

Although the destructive power of his martial arts is astonishing, it is not as versatile and mysterious as immortal magic and Taoism.

Furthermore, Zeng Xie was just a small leader of the Tianwang Gang. His martial arts skills were shallow and his status was low. He could not affect the overall situation at all. Even if he had some small thoughts, Meng Zhao would not take them to heart and could suppress them at any time.

Geng Pomo, on the other hand, was an innately super strong man. Although his hard skills were abolished by Meng Zhao, he still had a considerable degree of trust in King Su Tianwang and was not a dispensable little character.

In terms of the degree of loyalty between the two, Geng Pomo was deeply valued and trusted by King Su Tianwang, while Zeng Kao's loyalty to King Su was limited, and the two cannot be generalized.

Therefore, Meng Zhao must not take the risk of letting him go. If he does, he will completely let the tiger go back to the mountain.

From a practical point of view, Meng Zhao is not afraid of any traps they set. With his martial arts and trump cards, he can actually push the opponent violently, and King Su Tianwang will not be able to pull off any tricks.

However, Meng Zhao had to follow his own pace and play a trick of a mantis stalking a cicada, with the oriole behind.

If Geng Pomo revealed his existence and threatened King Su Tianwang to become wary and give up the ritual of breaking the limit of evil soldiers, then that would be the most unacceptable thing for Meng Zhao.

Therefore, after much thought, Meng Zhao knew that he could never let this person go back.

When Geng Pomo saw Meng Zhao's expression changing, he knew that there was a fierce battle between heaven and man in his heart, and he was also very nervously waiting for his trial.

In the end, he only saw a finger pointing towards him, and his consciousness was completely blurred. His eyes became dark, and everything turned into nothingness.

With a muffled thud, Geng Pomo's body slipped to the right. In the center of his eyebrows, a blood hole the size of a finger gushed out with white liquid, which was wet and steaming.

"You might as well kill him, thank you."

Ji Rushuang's voice came from behind her, and she fell asleep, but in this mountain forest, it was impossible to really sleep like a dead pig. The slightest movement could arouse people's alertness.

She woke up when Geng Pomo fell to the floor, and saw the terrifying blood hole between his eyebrows.

"You're welcome. I decided to kill him a long time ago. To avenge you, I just did it casually."

Meng Zhao smiled, everything was moving in a better direction, and his mood inevitably became better.

As for this body, throwing it into the wilderness rashly was not a good choice, but he had his own way.

After coaxing Ji Rushuang into a deep sleep again, Jiaolong Xiaojiu on his waist slowly slid to the ground and swam towards Geng Pomo's body.

This is a good body. Judging from the richness of blood, it is no worse than the dead fierce tiger.

If it can be swallowed, it will also be a good blood supplement for Jiaolong Xiaojiu.

As for people being inhumane, Meng Zhao didn't care.

The other party was already dead, and being swallowed by the dragon unconsciously was already a special gift from him.