Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After the repairs were completed, Meng Zhao and his party rode back. Although there were many twists and turns in the process, they finally achieved their goal.

After successfully rescuing Tang Ling'er, the kindness will not be wiped out, and it can be regarded as taking the route of True Lord Fire Dragon.

This saving grace may have an immeasurable effect in the future.

It was less than half an hour later that three more warriors came after them, riding the wind and snow.

This person was exactly what Meng Zhao had seen before, Tan Cai'er, who was born in the Demonic Way. His demeanor remained the same, his clothes were neat, and he was calm and composed.

Obviously, the trouble caused by Meng Zhao throwing Zheng Kexie in her direction was not that big, and she had already solved it easily.

From this point of view, he is also a powerful character.

The other person is a little girl who is about the same age as Tan Cai'er. She is dressed as a maid, with her hair in a double bun. She has a round, chubby face with some baby fat, but she has beautiful features and is also a beauty.

Her figure is a bit more graceful than Tan Caier's, with bulging chest and slender waist. Her small body is wrapped in a black coat, which makes her stand out in this pale area.

The last person was a middle-aged man with a dull expression and thick hands and feet. His face was weathered, and he had a short knife on his waist. His khaki coat was very thin, but he was not afraid of the cold.

He looks very ordinary, but he has a terrifying aura and is a ruthless character.

The three of them observed and searched this area for a long time before they got together again and shared the news. They finally came to the conclusion that Meng Zhao had left with Tang Linger, and there was probably a large group of people around him to protect him. The target was too big. Not easy to get.

The little maid looked very cute and timid, and said a little worriedly,

"Miss, you failed to catch the man named Tang Ling'er this time. Instead, Xu Lezi died. I'm afraid Elder Qianjiao won't let it go. Do we want to tell the master?"

Tan Cai'er was silent for a long time. There was no trace of fluctuation on her beautiful and pure face. Her enchanting temperament was much restrained. She obviously had no intention of using her charm and said,

"No need, even if Qianjiao is the elder of Demon Lord Hall, he can't do anything to me. Besides, Xu Leizi is not his disciple. He is just the candidate he supports to compete for the Holy Son. The chance is not great. He will die if he dies. It's not Die by my hands."

Her identity was extremely secret, and Xu Leizi probably didn't know her true identity until his death, thinking that she was just an ordinary fellow evil demon driven by Elder Qianjiao.

"Also, my father is planning something big, striving to subdue the five elders. If he succeeds, he will increase his foundation and have greater confidence in seizing the position of supreme elder in the Demon Lord Hall in the future.

At that time, although my father is not the Demon Lord, he can act on behalf of the Demon Lord. Let's not cause any trouble to him. "

The Demon Lord Hall is the mainstay of the evil path today, and ranks second among the five evil sects. Since the previous generation of the Demon Lord was seriously injured in a battle with Cui Wei, the governor of Tianxing Hall and one of the ten most powerful people in the world, the nine elders have united to rule. The affairs of the imperial family have been going on for more than ten years so far.

The reason why the nine elders do not compete for the position of the Demon Lord is because since ancient times, to become a Demon Lord, one must practice the most powerful mental method of the Demon Lord Palace, the Demon Lord's War Scripture, otherwise it will be difficult to win over all the demon Lords. Heart.

Naturally, the nine elders are not willing to give in, but the system from ancient times to the present is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there are still some old guys who are there to support it. They have to follow the rules and select and recommend talented warriors as candidates for the Holy Son, so that the next generation of demon kings can come from them. Factions are so easy to grab more rights and interests.

Tan Cai'er's father is the eighth elder, the most powerful among the nine elders. He is the youngest, but extremely talented and ruthless. Because his foundation is set, it is difficult to change his martial arts. He practices the Demonic War Sutra, but he has other ambitions. , intending to surrender the other eight elders one by one, be promoted to Supreme Elder, and completely include the Demon Lord Palace for his use.

Whether or not he is the Demon Lord at that time will not delay him from taking the Demon Lord Palace as his own, and he can be said to be a tycoon of his generation.

Tan Cai'er knew that this matter was extremely crucial and that what her father was planning was of great importance and she could not be distracted, so she did not let the little girl who was waiting for her talk too much.

The silent and dull middle-aged man's eyes fluctuated at this, and he also spoke,

"Don't worry, miss. With my servant here, I will never let that old man Qianjiao be rude."

Finally, I couldn't help but be curious and asked,

"Miss, you have never liked to have anything to do with the Demon Lord Palace, and you have a distinguished status. Why did you come here so rashly to get involved and follow the arrangements of the old monster Qianjiao?"

This man knew very well that this beautiful and enchanting girl was extremely extraordinary. Her father was a big figure in the evil world, and her mother was also a well-known presence in the world. She had a legitimate identity and could walk under the sun and gather thousands of people. Thousands of favors in one body.

And because of Tan Cai'er's mother's relationship, she has rarely had anything to do with the Demon Lord Hall over the years. She only visited her father sporadically a few times and met some elders and young disciples. Few people knew her true identity, so Xu Leizi Is one of those confused eggs.

The middle-aged man just didn't understand why the young lady who had always been a clean-minded person finally joined forces with the notorious old thief Qianjiao to plot the missing dragon eggs, and even put herself in danger.

Tan Cai'er smiled, there were some secrets that she couldn't reveal even if she was close to her, she just said with a hint of bitterness,

"Seeing that my mother is about to pass her birthday, I wanted to choose a sincere and unique gift for her.

Isn’t it because I heard that there is information about dragon eggs, and Elder Qianjiao is also interested in it, so he hopes to join forces? "

But I didn't expect that the long-planned plan went bankrupt because of Meng Zhao.

Of course, the moment she met Meng Zhao, Tang Linger and even the so-called dragon were no longer important. It was Meng Zhao's bloodline that seemed to have a special physique that really piqued her interest.

"Okay, don't talk about these things anymore. The deal is done and there is no use regretting it. If Elder Qianjiao is dissatisfied, you can come to me.

Uncle Zhan, on the other hand, you have to investigate Meng Zhao carefully for me. He almost killed me this time, and I will not go around him easily. "

When the little maid on the side heard Meng Zhao's name, she felt the same hatred in her heart. She cutely clenched her white, tender, harmless little fists and echoed,

"Yes, I must teach that guy a lesson. He is so shameless. He almost killed the young lady. If I meet him, I will beat him to pieces."

Tan Cai'er glanced sideways at the little maid, and felt happy in her heart. If things turned out as she expected, she would have to rely on Meng Zhao's bloodline to improve herself in the future, and the little maid might have to become a maid in the same room. She didn't know what she could do by then. You can't be as tough as you are now.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and hesitated, because the Meng family in Nan'an were not soft-footed shrimps. In terms of real threats, they were much greater than the so-called Elder Qianjiao.

But this was the order of his own lady, and Meng Zhao was not the heir of Nan Anbo, so it was not a big deal if he wanted to teach him a lesson, so he nodded in agreement and prepared to have people investigate when he returned.