Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

What Cang Shuyun said was also what these innate masters of the Enshrining Hall thought. They had orders from above and had orders from below. Meng Jizu wanted to catch the Seven Monsters of Minshan, and they would not hold back. But if Meng Jizu agreed to Meng Zhao's idea, , they will naturally not violate it.

As for the moment, they certainly don't want to offend Meng Zhao, but if Meng Wen forces them to take action, their visit to Xiyuan will definitely not be kind.

Meng Zhao frowned and glanced at Cang Shuyun. He was not satisfied with this answer, but he couldn't demand anything. In essence, they all followed Meng Jizu's previous killing order. Meng Wen was just following the trend. .

Therefore, the matter will eventually fall to Meng Wenshan, calm him down temporarily, and when Meng Jizu comes back, the matter will most likely be done.

"Second brother, I wonder if you can lend me a moment to speak?"

Meng Zhao was about to leave the Meng Mansion and was unwilling to make too much trouble with the Meng family, even Meng Wen, so he still treated others with the idea of ​​​​solving the problem.

Meng Wen felt extremely happy when he saw that his tone had softened, and even lowered his voice. He wanted to refuse directly, but then he thought about it. There were elders above them, and it was too ugly. I'm afraid he couldn't get over it. It's better to listen to what this guy wants to say. If it doesn't make sense, the Seven Monsters of Minshan should be arrested.

"Okay, for the sake of brotherhood, I'll listen to what you want to say!"

Lu Zhong was asked to entertain the masters of the worship hall. Zhou Hu and the flower picker found their own seats and sat down. Meng Zhao took Meng Wen into a side room to the east of the main hall.

After heating the brazier, closing the door, and pouring a glass of warm water for Meng Wen himself, Meng Zhaocai said,

"Second brother, tell me your conditions. How do you want to let go of the Seven Monsters of Minshan?"

Meng Wen was not angry but happy at Meng Zhao's unabashed frankness. He laughed three times, shook his head and said,

"Meng Zhao, Meng Zhao, you are really a hypocritical person. In front of outsiders, you pretend to be brothers. Now that there are only two of us in the house, you have become ruthless and only deal with interests. It seems that not only me, but also My father and third uncle were also deceived by you."

Meng Zhao was sitting opposite Meng Wen, minding his own business. He raised his hand and swallowed a glass of warm water on the table. A warm current spread throughout his body, and a seemingly sincere smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Liar? Second brother, what do you mean by this? It seems that since I returned to the family, my younger brother has always treated others with sincerity. He is filial to his uncle and third uncle, respectful to his two elder brothers, and loving to his younger brothers and sisters. Plus, ask yourself, if you haven’t done anything outrageous, why would the second brother use the word “liar” to describe the younger brother?

It's okay to say this only between you and me. If the uncle knows about it, the second brother will inevitably be taught a lesson. "

"Treat others with sincerity? That's especially shameless.

Do you still remember that when you first returned to the Meng family, I was the one who treated you sincerely, and it was I who secretly helped you resolve many hidden dangers in the second house. As for you, how did you repay me? "

What Meng Wen has always been aggrieved about is that Meng Zhao was supposed to be his younger brother, but instead stepped on top of his head, shining brightly, and becoming a man with a bright future who was praised by everyone in the outside world.

This contrast is enough to make a rational person lose his mind, and a gentle person lose his composure.

What's more, Meng Wenwen was severely hit because of Shi Siming's incident. He was narrow-minded and regarded Meng Zhao's various actions as betrayal. This pain and shame were once like a poisonous snake gnawing at his heart, torturing him day and night. he.

Meng Zhao was silent for a moment, shook his head and said helplessly,

"I think I probably understand why my second brother misunderstood me.

It must be because the second brother was defeated miserably at the hands of Shi Siming, and I defeated Shi Siming and became famous, so the second brother thinks that I stepped on your shoulders to get to the top, right? "

After hearing Meng Zhao say this with his own ears, Meng Wen's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes turned red, and he radiated a fiery and domineering heat from the inside out. It was the Red Flag Order that Meng Zhao was extremely familiar with.

Judging from his performance, if he didn't still have a trace of sanity, he would have attacked Meng Zhao long ago.

"Is not it?"

"Of course not. Second brother, do you still remember that when you were seriously injured and lying on the bed, my fifth brother and I came to visit you? At that time, I felt extremely angry and wanted to teach Shi Siming a lesson and avenge my second brother. Where? Will you think about the many conspiracies and conspiracies?

Besides, my younger brother had not yet mastered martial arts and his cultivation was not as good as that of his second brother. How could he have the thought and courage to take such huge risks and do thankless things? "

Speaking of this, Meng Wen had to admit that there was such a thing, and what the other party said was not unreasonable.

"Furthermore, with my second brother's eyes and ears, I should have already figured out that in the battle that day, it was actually Shi Siming who took the initiative to provoke, and others were adding fuel to the flames. It was obviously a killing move aimed at the younger brother, but unexpectedly, the younger brother Jiren had his own talent and narrowly won. one move.

I thought that after this incident, the second brother would be grateful to the younger brother. Who would have thought that it was because of this incident that you and I had a rift in our hearts, and even became disgusted with each other for a time? "

Meng Zhao's words and deeds are also very seductive. He is obviously very scheming, but in his defense, he turns himself into a pure and flawless white lotus. People have to lament that he is thick-faced and dark-hearted.

Does Meng Wen know these "facts" mentioned by Meng Zhao? Of course he knows.

But, so what?

The beginning is not important, the process is not important, what is important is the result, and the result is that Meng Zhao came to power, and as a backdrop, he was like a clown, becoming the talk of the powerful families in the county and city after dinner.

All injustices only stem from this. It doesn't matter whether Meng Zhao was wronged or not.

If Meng Zhao had lost in the battle that day, perhaps Meng Wen would have liked and appreciated Meng Zhao even more.

"That's enough. I'm not here to listen to you recount old complaints today. Things in the past have passed. The relationship between you and me will never be restored to what it was before. Therefore, there is no need to mention these unnecessary words again. .

Today, I just want to capture the Seven Monsters of Minshan. As for if you want to take these seven people as your subordinates, that's fine. You can wait until you get my father's consent! "

Meng Wen looked at the frowning Meng Zhao, feeling increasingly happy and unable to hide the smile on his lips. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He really didn't expect Meng Zhao's move of playing the emotional card. This also showed that the other party was able to bend and stretch. However, he was determined to cause trouble to Meng Zhao, so naturally he would not spit it out easily.

Meng Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled, glanced at Meng Wen without trace, took off a string of jasper beads from his wrist, and slowly moved them. When the beads collided, they made a clicking sound, glowing with purple light. His eyes were like a deep pool, making it difficult to fathom.

He obviously looks young and handsome, but he gives people a great sense of oppression.

Meng Wen's heart tightened, as if he was being targeted by an extremely powerful beast. The hairs on his arms stood up, but his face remained calm.

He didn't believe that Meng Zhao dared to touch him here because he didn't want to live a good life.

Force is never the best way for people like them to solve problems.