Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After a long time, Meng Zhaocai said,

"Second brother, who do you think is the most outstanding among this generation of the Meng family?"

Meng Wen was stunned. He thought about it over and over again, guessing what reasons Meng Zhao would use to persuade him. However, he didn't expect that this man would act out of common sense and actually make a feint and ask about this matter.

"You think it's you? Really?"

Meng Zhao kept fidgeting with the beads in his hand, creating a terrifying sense of oppression. He nodded slowly and said,

"I think so. Meng Xi was seriously injured in the Minghua Tower incident. Now she went to the Kong family to ask for help. Second brother, you were defeated by Shi Siming. You have long since lost your former strength. Third brother is still wandering in other places. I have never seen him before. As for the fifth brother, although he is extremely talented and has extraordinary potential, in comparison, he is far inferior to me.

Therefore, among this generation of the Meng family, I have the strongest ability, the greatest potential, and the highest martial arts. There is no objection to it. Even if you ask the masters in the worship hall outside, they will definitely think so. "

Meng Wen sneered,

"You really want to put yourself in a good position, but even so, what can you do?"

Meng Zhao was not angry at Meng Wen's attitude, but smiled with a hint of meaning.

"You know, your surname is Meng, and my surname is Meng. You and Meng Xi want to compete for the position of the head of the family. Although you and Meng Xi have extremely superior innate conditions, if the gap is too big, it will be difficult for one of you to succeed in becoming the head of the family. easy!"

With a click, Meng Wen's strong hands crushed the porcelain water cup that was originally held in his palm. The palm of his hand was scratched with bleeding marks by the fragments, but he did not feel any pain. Instead, he was extremely surprised and said,

"You, you, you also want to compete for the position? You are so audacious and don't know whether to live or die. Do you really think that if your surname is Meng, you will have a chance?"

"The chance is naturally not great, it can even be said to be slim, but for you two, my existence is definitely like a stick in your throat, like a light on your back, and like sitting on pins and needles.

Think about it, in the future, when people mention the younger generation of the Meng family, the first thing they think of is me. They will always live in my shadow. Even if you want to fight for that position, you are able to fight for it, but how much time and energy will it take to get there? How to eliminate various unfavorable factors and influences?

Moreover, there are many examples of nephews inheriting their uncle's inheritance. "

Meng Wen was speechless for a moment. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Meng Zhao's words spoke to his heart.

Even if Meng Zhao didn't mean it, as long as he attracted more attention and became more famous, his existence would be an obstacle.

At this point, his eldest brother has the same enemy as him.

He had worried about this several times before.

"What do you mean by saying this? To demonstrate to me?"

Meng Zhao shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, no, I don't have this idea. I just want to tell my second brother that soon I will leave the Meng family and start a new business. From then on, my presence in the Meng family should be much less important."

This was the first time Meng Wen heard this news. He was a little happy, a little doubtful, and more confused, and asked,

"What? You want to leave the Meng family and go out on your own? Are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding, I already discussed this matter with my third uncle when we were in Yunwu Mountain. When uncle comes back, I will seek his consent. That's why I hurriedly interceded for the Minshan Seven Monsters and brought them under my control.

In this case, can the second brother think carefully and not let the momentary hatred blind him? "

Meng Wen did not speak out directly this time, but lowered his head and pondered, obviously very moved.

Not long after, he asked,

"I want to know why you did this? No matter how capable you are, leaving the Meng family will never be easy."

Meng Zhao glanced at Meng Wen, saw his eyes twinkling, and said with a smile,

"Second brother, why should I ask questions knowingly? Isn't what I said before the reason why I want to leave the house?"

Sure enough, Meng Wen's heart moved, and his guess was indeed correct. The reason why Meng Zhao wanted to leave the house was to prepare for a rainy day. He was afraid that one day in the future, he would block the way of the two eldest brothers and be jealous of Meng Jizu, so he left early to avoid this right and wrong.

How do you say something? Fragrant from far away and smelly from near.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Meng Zhao was indeed far-sighted. It was not surprising that he had such thoughts.

However, Meng Wen hesitated because even if Meng Zhao left, it would not be of much benefit to him for the time being.

Seeing Meng Wen thoughtful, Meng Zhao struck while the iron was hot and continued to show off his strength, saying,

"Second brother, do you still remember why my third uncle and I went to Yunwu Mountain?"

Meng Wen suddenly raised his head, his eyes burst into astonishing light, like two sharp knives piercing him.

"Did you succeed?"

Meng Zhao would not say such things for no reason, and Meng Zhao would not leave the Meng family in a hurry without any trump cards or back-ups. He must have received huge benefits.

With a thought in his mind, he gave an instruction to the young Jiao Xiaojiu wrapped around his waist, pretending to be a belt, through the imprint of his mind.

Then I saw this absolutely rare young dragon exploring its little dragon head and swimming slowly to the table. Its black scales were like metal and it made a brilliant sound. It curled up half of its body and faced Meng Wen. Must be fluttering.

Although it is still in its infancy, the momentum of the top pure-blood beast has begun to show, and it is as high-spirited as a jungle overlord cruising.

The moment Meng Wen saw the young dragon Xiaojiu, his whole eyes and attention were focused on it.

This is the first time that he has seen such a marvelous object in reality, and it is a treasure that even the current royal family can only dream of.

Once a young dragon reaches adulthood, it will be equivalent to the grown-up combat power of a tyrannical master. Looking at the current decadent martial arts environment where masters are rarely found, it is self-evident what a dragon means.

However, all the excitement, throbbing, and various emotions eventually turned into deep jealousy.

He knew that this young dragon did not belong to him, nor to Meng Jizu, but to Meng Zhao.

"You have established a relationship with it through your spiritual imprint?"

Meng Wen's voice was a little dry. It sounded like someone was scratching the rough bark with his fingernails. It was very unpleasant.

However, Meng Zhao found it very pleasant. Although he had a broad mind, he was by no means a good person. How could he not hate Meng Wen for provoking trouble several times?

The other person's jealousy and unwillingness are his greatest source of happiness.

"That's right, even Third Uncle couldn't do this, so if I continue to stay in the Meng family, you should know that it won't be a good thing for you.

And I advise you not to make mistakes. Apart from me, there will be no other person in the world who can get its approval.

Finally, I promise you that if you and Meng Wen fight at a critical moment in the future, I will help you. "

Meng Wen exhaled a breath, his eyes flickered, still reluctant to look away from the young dragon.

Now, it's really a dilemma.