Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The Eagle Claw master's face was pale, and he was spitting out blood. His internal energy was scattered, and his internal injuries were even more serious. He smiled miserably,

"What a powerful young man. I remember you. You should have set a trap for revenge this time. Let's do it!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and raised his head, waiting for death to come.

Although there is regret on his face, there is no fear, and he deserves to be called a tough guy who looks forward to death.

But not everyone is as calm as this eagle claw master.

Immediately, several people cried out in panic and begged for mercy, and they could do anything for this.

A small temple also contains all kinds of life, whether it is beautiful or ugly, they are all revealed directly, making everyone in Lu Le feel emotional.

If one day they encounter the same situation, what choice will they make?

In everyone's heart, they think that they should be a tough guy like the master of the Eagle Claw, but when it comes to life and death, not many people may be able to keep their true colors like the other person!

After Lu Le defeated the eagle claw master, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his brows and eyes were full of energy, a high aura was condensed, and his eyes were full of pride, and he said,

"I don't care whether I kill you or not. Just wait."

After that, Lu Le ordered the masters of the Meng family to tie all the Sun family warriors with thick ropes, line them up in a row in the center of the back hall of the ruined temple, kneel on the ground, and wait quietly.

After that, these Meng family masters began to disperse around the ruined temple to guard against anyone passing by noticing anything unusual here.

Waiting is torturous, especially the waiting process of death or immortality, which gradually wears away the patience of these Sun family warriors, and is replaced by deep fear.

There are some things that the boss may not care about at the time, but when he calms down, the more he thinks about them, the more he is afraid of them, such as death. Even the leader of the captives, the master of the eagle claw, is like this.

After an unknown amount of time, everyone heard the sound of horse hoofbeats again, and then several more people walked in from outside the ruined temple. Lu Le led a group of masters from the Meng family to greet them and saluted Meng Zhao.

Tonight, Meng Zhao changed into black regular clothes, with a high collar and narrow sleeves, and a faint gold pattern embroidered on the hem. A jade necklace hung on his waist with red silk thread.

Her long black hair, as smooth as satin, was neatly combed back. She wore a jade crown, which made her forehead look plump and bright, and she had a captivating look as she looked around.

Moreover, it seemed that he had just retorted strongly to Meng Xi, who was in a big house. Meng Zhao took long strides when he walked, sonorous and powerful, a bit more sharp and tough, and more cautious than the previous two days. Calm and decent.

Thinking about it, Meng Zhao, as a Xibei product and a fake, can be said to be walking on thin ice in the wealthy Meng family. If his true identity is accidentally discovered, he will definitely die.

Therefore, he leaves some leeway in speaking and doing things, appearing meek and weak.

But everything has a process of adaptation. After passing this adaptation stage, Meng Zhao showed some of his true character.

At this time, Meng Zhao had already learned from the expert who reported the news that Lu Le's operation was a complete victory, and all the Meng family warriors in the trap were captured without missing a single one, so he seemed very happy.

Seeing Lu Le bowing to him, Meng Zhao quickly stepped forward, helped him up, and said with a smile on his face,

"Okay, I already know what happened. Ah Le, you did not live up to my expectations.

When Uncle Zhong comes back, I will tell Uncle Zhong about your performance and make him happy too. "

The most common way to win people's hearts is through coercion and inducement, and above the two, it is emotional offensive.

Love is the most wonderful and unreasonable thing in the world. It is obviously very nihilistic, but it is worthy of many people's sacrifice of life and death for it.

Meng Zhao was very optimistic about Lu Le and valued him. He hoped that the relationship between the two would be a master-servant or even family relationship based on emotion, rather than a relationship of interest with great variables.

Only in this way can we let him do what he wants in the future.

Seeing the undisguised admiration and approval on Meng Zhao's face, Lu Le felt hot in his heart, and with tears in his eyes, he said,

"Young master is so kind and kind, and this little slave can't repay you even if you work like a cow or a horse. These little things don't deserve your approval from the master.

Also, the master who injured the young master that day was also defeated and captured by the villain. Now he has suffered internal injuries. Please come with the young master and the slave. "

With that said, he led Meng Zhao to the center of the back hall of the ruined temple.

At this time, a fist-sized pearl was placed on the altar covered with dust and cobwebs, emitting bright white light, illuminating the huge apse.

The headless statue is covered with black and green burrs.

After a fierce battle, the surrounding environment became even more dilapidated and messy.

As soon as Meng Zhao walked into the dilapidated back hall, he saw the Sun family warriors kneeling on the ground with their heads facing the door. The corners of their lips were raised, and he felt a little relieved.

One of the most satisfying things in life is to have your enemy, your opponent, kneel before you and surrender.

This desire to conquer brought about by defeating powerful enemies is a trait that males are born with.

Although these miscellaneous fish are not considered Meng Zhao's enemies or opponents, at best they are only a trivial obstacle.

But even so, it was undeniable that their attack left a very bad impression on Meng Zhao.

Even if he hadn't had a mirror to improve his martial arts literacy, and upgraded the Arhat Boy Kung Fu and the Thirteen-Style Arhat Boxing to the level of Xiaocheng, and had a certain ability to protect himself, he might have become a subordinate at the mercy of others. Imprisoned.

Now, these people who had wanted to harm him were kneeling in front of him. For him, the joy in his heart was indescribable.

The dozen or so people kneeling on the ground were originally lifeless, with their heads lowered in a dull manner, feeling uneasy in their hearts, not knowing how they would be treated.

When they saw Meng Zhao walking in, they all raised their heads. In addition to being embarrassed, they also looked forward to it, hoping that the young master of the Meng family would let them go after he breathed his last breath.

Yes, these ten people had personally experienced the attack on Meng Zhao that day, and were no strangers to this young master of the Meng family. Although they were mostly afraid, they also had some hope.

"Take off their masks. I want to see if they have three heads and six arms and dare to attack me."

Meng Zhao's first words made everyone kneeling on the ground feel cold and their eyes were filled with despair.

They didn't know Meng Zhao's personality before, but from this sentence, it can be seen that Meng Zhao kept in mind that they had participated in the attack, and he didn't seem to be a generous person.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Meng family masters stepped forward and took off the masks of the group, revealing their true faces.

One by one, not to mention crooked melons and cracked jujubes, but I can't pick out a few outstanding ones, and most of them have mature faces, showing that they have weathered the weather for a long time.

One of the men with a hooked nose caught Meng Zhao's attention, not because he was very good-looking, but because he had a calm face.

Compared with the panic of others, it makes people take a high look.

"Are you the one with the powerful eagle claw who wanted to capture me that day?"

Although this man was wearing a beak mask that day, the two had fought at close range, and Meng Zhao was very familiar with his gaze and was deeply impressed by it, recognizing him at a glance.

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