Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

At present, there are not many women who have a close relationship with Meng Zhao.

Han Lu, Zhu'er, Liang Muchiu, and Tang Linger, plus Tan Cai'er at most.

Among them, Han Lu and Zhu'er were of low status, and Liang Muchiu's family was wiped out and wandered in the world, and they had no connection with the famous family. Only two women, Tang Linger and Tan Cai'er, matched his family background.

And if you choose one between the two, Tan Cai'er is undoubtedly the more suitable one. It's not that she has better looks, but that the power behind her is stronger. Grandpa, mother, father, any one of them is the boss among the bosses.

If you can really marry her, you will really fly to the branches and become a phoenix, and you will save ten or even twenty years of hard work.

Seeing that Meng Zhao took this matter to heart, the feminine man finally nodded with satisfaction and said,

"Okay, now that the matter has been discussed, I will return this thing to you. In addition, I will give you a contact information. If you find any trace of Mu Ge in the future, or Qianjiao sends someone else to contact you, you can go here to deliver the news.

You don't need to worry about other things, we will take care of them. "

As he spoke, the feminine man read out an inconspicuous location and the secret code of the contact person. It should be the Demon Lord Palace, or a nail buried by the Eighth Elder Ye Huan in Lingwu City, used to transmit messages and collect intelligence.

Meng Zhao naturally said yes again and again, seemingly respectfully, and even "sincerely" invited him to the Meng family manor for a break. Only after being rejected did he give up.

After the man left, Meng Zhao just wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat down on the slightly cold stone bench. Looking at the sleeping Fu Qingtong in the pavilion and the dozens of people snoring loudly outside the pavilion, he felt a little tired. .

This time, he was lucky and resourceful, so he was able to save the day. Otherwise, the Emperor Yu armor he obtained would be at risk of changing hands, and his own safety would also be greatly threatened.

This sounded the alarm for Meng Zhao. Although he had many masters at his command, there were no warriors as powerful as Dinghai Shenzhen. If he encountered a severe attack, he might not be able to protect him.

Furthermore, this experience has confirmed the old saying, the mountains will fall if you rely on them, everyone can run if you rely on them, and only you are the most reliable.

Therefore, he must start breaking open the innate door.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao's eyes wandered and fell on the bronze disc on the stone table. His smile spread like a flood of water.

"Fortunately, I saved it. When I return, I will go into seclusion. I will never leave the house again unless I enter the innate world."

As for other disturbances, such as the killers sent by the Lei family and Anri who may be lurking in the dark, the grievances between Tie Xiongfei and the mastermind behind the scenes, the secret of the secret realm in the cave in Yongling, and the aftermath of Meng Rong’s abduction that just happened yesterday The incident, the crisis hidden by the mysterious man Zhao Hun, etc. were all forgotten.

Some things are calculated and calculated, but in fact they are just making trouble for themselves.

If there is a supreme magical power that can suppress everything, just crush them all. Why bother calculating this or worrying about that?

Meng Zhao may not be able to practice the martial arts as he wants in a short period of time, but as long as he steps into the innate world, with his peerless talent of the Purple Dragon Body, coupled with the power of the Sky Mirror and the Canglong Armor, his initiative will also be Greatly enhanced.

Because that directly means that his level has jumped, and he has truly gained the strength and confidence to dominate one side.

What's more, martial arts should be the mainstream of his life. The so-called power, the so-called power and property are just a means and a tool on the way to the top of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao felt hot in his heart and wanted to fly back to the manor immediately, but the trouble here had to be dealt with.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao got up and walked quickly to the place where Fu Qingtong fainted. According to the method that the feminine man said before leaving, he used his parallel fingers to move his energy and pressed hard on his Qimen point, and heard a sound. There was a muffled hum.

Fu Qingtong stroked his forehead with one hand and pressed his slightly painful Qimen point with the other. His eyes were hazy, with a hint of confusion, and he said in a daze,

"What's wrong with me? Where is this?"

He clearly just fainted, no, he didn't fall asleep for long, but it seemed as if a long time had passed, and there was a certain degree of blankness in his understanding of himself and his surroundings.

Meng Zhao couldn't help but feel a little more wary about the effect of the drunken spring breeze. This thing seemed to only make people wake up from drowsiness, but it was uncertain whether there were unknown hidden dangers.

"Brother Rich, have you forgotten what happened just now?"

Meng Zhao's voice sounded and fell on Fu Qingtong's ears, bringing obvious comfort and calming power.

This is a wonderful use of the dragon's power. The true dragon's nature is majestic and sacred, cleansing away evil and filth. In addition to making people fearful, it can also guide people's high spirits in a positive way.

It's a bit similar to a two-way buff. It's friendly to one's own people but ruthless to the enemy.

Fu Qingtong's mind was shocked, and he suddenly woke up. He jumped up from the ground, his inner energy surged, his clothes were stirred up, and he was hunting like the wind. He gathered strength in his hands as a precaution, and at the same time, he searched everywhere for suspicious people. people.

When I saw the large group of people sleeping around the Fangcao Pavilion, I was shocked. However, when I saw that Meng Zhao was safe and sound, but there was no one else around, I couldn't help but wonder.

"Brother Meng, what happened? Why did we suddenly faint? Where is the person who poisoned us?"

Meng Zhao briefly told the effeminate man, and emphasized that he had followed Mu Ge and was the culprit of Mu Ge's unfavorable situation.

It was originally an evil intention, but he had some connections with the forces behind this person, so he escaped unscathed.

Fu Qingtong thought for a while, but he didn't think Meng Zhao was deceiving him with his words, because there was no need. If he really wanted to hurt him, he had just fallen into a dream and was killed without even realizing it, so why would he use lies to excuse him?

"Hey, Brother Meng, who is this person from? He is so arrogant and his methods are so clever."

“Brother Rich, there are some things that are more dangerous the more you know about them, so it’s better for people to be confused.

Furthermore, you'd better not contact Madge again, because that person can stare at you for the first time, and he can stare at you for the second time, so don't waste your life. "

The Demon Lord Hall is an evil force with a bad reputation, and it is a bad name on the streets.

Of course, Meng Zhao couldn't let himself get entangled with the evil forces. If word spread, it would be a black history.

You must know that the Meng family used the same excuse to kill Hu Wanwan's family. They learned from the past and acted as a guide for others to follow.

Fu Qingtong smiled bitterly and said nothing. If he could just cut it off, he might not have met today.

"Okay, that's it for the transaction. I can't interfere with what you do. I'm just reminding you."

After that, Meng Zhao taught Fu Qingtong a method to wake up several innate warriors in Cang Shuyun first, and then asked them to wake up other warriors in the same way.

Finally, we got rid of the "tragic situation" of corpses lying all over the ground.