Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Comes to Counterattack

  Chapter 2019 Soaring Monster 23

   is really a good thing, no wonder it's the annual output of the elves.

  Looking at Meng Li's staring at Huayanshuang, Zhuang Ran felt that he had been ignored. He said unhappily:

   "These things should be mine."

  Meng Lixiao: "Why are you looking for presence here like a child? How could it be yours? If it were you, you might not save the elves."

   "And I also brought you out by the way."

   "Do I want to be grateful to you?" Zhuang Ran rolled his eyes.

  Meng Lixiao: "Not really. Are we even going to be even? Don't say anything about me pretending to be you."

   "Thin-skinned? Can't hear anyone say?" Zhuang Ran cut.

  Meng Li didn't speak any more, she put away the face-changing cream, she didn't plan to use it for the time being.

  Look at how to arrange it later.

  Day by day, Meng Li is still committed to improving the strength of the indigenous people, and is also working hard to ease the relationship between the indigenous people and the monks.

  The king’s call is indispensable, let the king call on his subjects to show kindness to the monks as much as possible.

  This is also no way. Now they are still the relationship between the weak and the strong. It is naturally difficult for the strong to lower their arrogant heads, and the weak must bow their heads in order to gain time for growth.

   Then, they also acted like before to prevent the monks from endlessly robbing the natives and also prevent them from looting the territory.

  Meng Li has always personally managed this piece of land grabbing.

  Because the natives can't beat the monks, their current abilities can at most run away, so when the monks seize the territory, they have to let them in in order to save their lives.

  Once the site was given up, the monks could not return it to the natives. Meng Li believed that the monks had already seized a lot of sites, and even a few monks could occupy the site of a town, which was outrageous.

  Don’t give others room for survival.

  Because of the previous order issued by the king, all places were required to unconditionally accept people who wandered due to monks' occupation of the territory, so a town appeared to accommodate the residents of several towns.

   becomes crowded, messy, and shortage of various resources.

  So Meng Li has set up formations everywhere. If there is a situation where monks occupy the territory and the spiritual power fluctuates sharply, she will quickly reach the place.

  She appears, everything is fine.

  Meng Li's success has become a stumbling block on the road to success for many monks.

  But there are many formations set up in various places, not only can prevent the monks from robbing the territory, sometimes the monks fight too hard with the natives, she can also rush to stop them.

   has formed a situation where there is this quicksand ancestor everywhere, making those monks annoying.

  It must have been the power of space to come to them so quickly, so many people have a shadow in their hearts, and they dare not make too much noise for fear of attracting quicksand ancestors.

  How can I get what I want without using power?

  Very contradictory.

  The existence of these formations further prevented the monks from recklessly doing anything wrong. Before doing bad things, there were four big words floating in their minds: the ancestor of the quicksand.

   makes people inexplicably jealous and guilty.

  Zhuang Ran silently watched Meng Li do all this, and asked:

  "Aren't you tired? You worry so much every day."

  Meng Lixiao: "How can I be tired? This is what I should do."

   "Oh, what a great sentiment, it saves the people in the world." Zhuang Ran said weirdly.

  Meng Li just glanced at him, too lazy to talk to him.

  This talk means that no one can speak, and I find myself to say something every day.

   "I said, can you make yourself more beautiful, why don't you use the things that the elves send?" Zhuang Ran suddenly pulled her face again.

  Meng Li: "It's not the time yet."

   Zhuang Ran glanced at her disgustingly: "The only way to become beautiful is as soon as possible. Do you have to wait until the time when people are old?"

   circled her again: "Do you really feel ashamed to hold this face with my name?"

  Meng Li remained silent, but silently modified the magic technique in his hand, thinking that it was appropriate to change it here?

  "Should I speak to you?" Zhuang Ran reached out and took away the exercises.

  Meng Li said, "What do you want me to do?"

  "Be more beautiful, it's better to change a man's body." He said.

  Meng Li: "You are a little boring."

   "Then take me out." Zhuang Ran was indeed bored, and wanted to go out and play like a child.

  Meng Li said: "It's only been a long time since I came back. Besides, you can go out by yourself, and I didn't restrict your actions."

   "I said, I will always guard you, in case you use my name to do bad things." Zhuang Ran persistently refused to go out one by one.

  If he goes out to play for a long time, this person runs away?

  Where will he go to find?

  The main reason is that others can’t see me and I can only talk to her. Without her, I can’t find anyone to talk to. I am so lonely in the world by myself.

  Meng Li said flatly: "I won't."

   "I don't believe it." Zhuang Ran said decisively.

  Meng Li took the exercises back from his hands and said: "Then I will take you out to play after I handle the things on my hands."

   "Okay." Zhuang Ran was satisfied and returned the exercise to Meng Li, then sat opposite Meng Li, staring straight at Meng Li.

  Meng Li shook his head helplessly.

  If it weren’t for someone else’s name, I wouldn’t have this patience.

   But having said that, Zhuang Ran should have stayed in that space for a long, long time. It is undoubtedly a kind of pondering that he is alone in it and his consciousness is clear again.

  He is just talking a little bit more, willful, can be counted as a sequelae, at least not crazy in it.

  It’s not easy to think about watching your body become dead bones.

  It is indeed time to go to the old acquaintances. Meng Li finished his work and glanced at the sky outside through the window. It was almost dark, and said:

   "The moonlight is coming, let's do it tomorrow."

   "You big fool, deliberately dragged it to this point." Zhuang Ran rolled his eyes and said angrily.

  Meng Li: "Take you to meet someone you know tomorrow."

   "Who?" He asked without thinking.

   "Li Tianjue, do you remember?" Meng Li said with a smile.

  Zhuang Ran: "Li Tianjue?"

  He was still a little at a loss, obviously he had no impression of Li Tianjue, Meng Li said:

   "He said he had a relationship with you on several occasions, and now he is the sovereign of Tian Jue Sect."

  Zhuang Ran twitched his lips: "Tian Jue Zong, what kind of ghost name is this."

  Meng Li looked at him and smiled: "At the time, I also thought the name had a bad meaning."

   Zhuang Ran snorted: "It's not good at all."

  "What are we going to do with him?" He asked again.

  Meng Li's red lips lightly opened, and he uttered two words: "Preaching."

  Zhuang Ran: "..."

  Preaching?

  Just you?

  Is this look a bit convincing? The temperament of his whole body is still supported by the name of his quicksand ancestor.

  (End of this chapter)