Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao was also aware of the vague and complicated glances around him. They were like sharp needles piercing his body. The murderous intention disappeared suddenly, like the dawn after the rain, and he smiled and said,

"Haha, don't be afraid, Mr. Song, even if I want to kill you, it won't be today.

After all, the protagonists today are not you and me, but after today, you have to be careful. "

Although Meng Zhao has a ferocious tiger in his chest and a heavy mountain in his belly, he is even more majestic and majestic. He is invincible and can kill everyone in the world.

But he is not the kind of arrogant and ignorant man. He knows very well that no matter how high his cultivation level is, he is not invincible in the world, let alone the masters on the shore of Mingxiu Lake. Killing people here is stupid. Stupid idea.

Of course, he did not conduct any vague tests on Song Zhiwen. He told him clearly that he believed that the other party was the murderer who had conspired to poison him, and he made no secret of his murderous intentions.

Song Zhiwen's face froze, looking very ugly. The handle of the folding fan in his hand had clear cracks when pressed by his fingertips at some point. He was obviously in a very unhappy mood and said,

"Mr. Meng, do you really think that I am secretly plotting to kill you? Aren't you afraid that you will be tricked and tricked into letting the real murderer go?"

Meng Zhao shook his head, a pair of bright and sharp eyes flashing with determination,

"I'm not a fool. I can tell what is right and what is wrong. You are very smart and did not leave any clues. Except for Tie Xiongfei, and Tie Xiongfei has been killed now, so I don't have any clues." Evidence can prove that you did it behind the scenes.”

Before Song Zhiwen could feel happy, he continued,

"However, if I want to kill someone, I don't need any evidence. It is enough to know who the enemy is. Therefore, no matter where you go from now on, you'd better bring more masters with you. You may not be very skilled, but you will Something went wrong!

And no matter what you eat in the future, you'd better check it carefully to avoid being poisoned. "

Using the gentlest tone and speaking the most vicious words, Meng Zhao's expression returned to normal, and his murderous intent disappeared. The attention of the outside world disappeared in an instant. Only Song Zhiwen opposite could really feel it.

Meng Zhao's murderous intention did not disappear, but was restrained and hidden.

This is a person whose emotions can be mobilized and transformed seamlessly and harmoniously.

He was also extremely depressed. He rarely experienced this kind of thing. He always felt that he was being manipulated by Meng Zhao. He could neither advance nor retreat. Likewise, he did not dare to gamble. Meng Zhao only spoke cruelly and did not Dare to really do it.

After all, this is a ruthless man, and he may really be able to say and do it.

Therefore, Song Zhiwen was worried that he really couldn't bear the feeling of being stared at. No matter how well the Song family protected him, there would always be times when they couldn't take care of him. If he was careless, he would lose it, but he himself life.

His tone also became tougher,

"Are you saying that you are going to start a war against my Song family?"

Meng Zhao nodded and spoke calmly. At some point, he took off the jade beads on his wrist and fiddled with them slowly.

"Yes, I am starting a war. If the Song family insists on protecting you, I will not hesitate to fight with the Song family. You can give it a try."

Song Zhiwen frowned, his handsome face looked more ferocious than ever before, and he looked at Meng Zhao, but he felt that this man was as cold as an iceberg, showing no emotion at all. He crushed the paper fan in his hand and threw it away. on the ground,

"Tell me what you want."

Is the Song family afraid of the Meng family?

Maybe they are afraid, but there is no need to be afraid, because the Song family has always been a member of the family alliance. No matter how strong the Meng family is, their base camp will always be Jizhou, not Lingwu City.

However, Song Zhiwen had to be afraid of Meng Zhao, because if the other party really tried his best to kill him, he would definitely fall into an extremely complicated and troublesome situation.

At that time, even if the Song family wins and Meng Zhao loses, or even dies, he may not be able to get relief.

This was a result that was definitely a huge defeat for him, and he couldn't accept it.

Compared to Meng Zhao, a man with two lives of memories, who rose from being a loser or even a beggar, he is just a flower born in a greenhouse. He has been gifted since childhood, valued by his family, trained by experts, and has awakened his own special physique. The future is bright and promising, so there is no reason to compromise on such a trivial matter.

That's right, from Song Zhiwen's point of view, the whole thing was trivial and there was no need to get into such a situation.

Yes, he wanted to kill Meng Zhao, and even almost succeeded, but in the end he failed.

Not only did Meng Zhao not suffer any loss, but he got a blessing in disguise. After swallowing up the Iron Hand Society, his foundation and strength surged.

Success and failure are two different qualities.

Therefore, he did not want to continue to entangle with Meng Zhao, so he directly showed his carriage and asked him what he wanted.

Of course, speaking like this can be regarded as an indirect admission that Tiexiong flew over and was his.

Meng Zhao finally smiled. This time, his smile was more sincere than before.

"Very well, Mr. Song, you are really a person who can take things and let them go. How much do you think my life is worth?"

Song Zhiwen did not avoid saying,

"Your life is priceless because your future is limitless, so you want to force me to death?"

Meng Zhao shook his head and denied,

"No, I don't want to force you, I just want to seek justice. Besides, you should also know what I want. For example, why did you insist on putting me to death in the first place."

Song Zhiwen was silent for a long time, but did not speak directly. Instead, he moved his lips to transmit the sound into the secret method.

"Are you here for the secrets in Yongling?"

This secret was of great value, and there were too many masters here. Song Zhiwen didn't want to leak any information, so he deliberately used this method to communicate.

Meng Zhao became even happier and also sent a message saying,

"Yes, as far as I know, there should be a secret realm hidden in the Yongling Tomb, and it is related to Yin Qi. What is it? Could it be the tomb of a strong man?

Did the severed finger in Tie Xiongfei's hand be obtained in the secret realm of the cave in Yongling? Has the severed finger returned to your hand now? "

The higher Meng Zhao's cultivation is now, the more curious and fascinated he becomes about the medieval times, ancient times, and even the ancient era of gods and demons before the Ming Dynasty.

Although he also indirectly mastered many secrets, such as the Changyang Divine Sword, Emperor Yu's armor, and even learned the secret skills of the Evil Eye clan, one of the hundred clans, it was still superficial.

It is a very effective way to understand an era and its tombs.

Archeology, archaeology, that’s how it comes about.

Through factors such as architecture, layout, burials, etc. in the tomb, some of the customs, laws of the times, etc. of the tomb owner of that era can be restored.

Naturally, the space within Yongling became a focus for Meng Zhao.

Furthermore, even though Meng Zhao’s cultivation level was high, it was normal for him to still want to become stronger and gain more benefits.