School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

"Then where did he go in the end?"

Zhao Sanpang did not answer his words immediately, but instead gave a meaningful smile.

"you guess."

Meng Hang pondered for a while, and muttered to himself:

"Without going to the four major universities, where else can he use his fists?"

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up and he patted the table excitedly.

"I see, he went to the front to join the army!"

Zhao Sanpang nodded with satisfaction.

"You guessed it right, when everyone heard about him again, it was already a year later in the battle between Yixiantian and the demon clan."

"At that time, in a crucial battle between the Dragon Kingdom and the demon clan, he forcibly killed a dry-level monster with two levels of Yu-rank Realm, turning the situation around, becoming famous in one battle, and becoming a hero of the Dragon Kingdom. It's on the must-kill list of the demon race."

"At this time, everyone knew that after disappearing back then, he actually went straight to join the army, starting from the lowest level of soldier."

"Having said so much, you tell me who he is!"

Meng Hang rubbed his hands anxiously, such a heaven-defying character, he didn't believe he had never heard of it.

Zhao Sanpang smiled mysteriously and said:

"He is the city lord of Zhenyuan City who guards one of the five major cities in the first-tier sky, one of the top fighting forces in the Dragon Kingdom, Zhao Shanhe, known as Martial God!"

"It's him!"

Meng Hang exclaimed with shock in his eyes.

Although he has not traveled for a long time, he is still familiar with Zhao Shanhe, a household name.

As the battlefield between the human race and the demon race, there are five heroic cities located in the first line of the sky, like a moat, blocking the demon race.

And Zhao Shanhe is the city lord of Zhenyuan City, and the demon clan who led the army of Zhenyuan City to kill was terrified.

"Old Zhao, I have decided!"

"I'm going to block the door too!"

Zhao Sanpang's mung bean-sized eyes revealed a gleam of light.

Although he guessed that Meng Hang has a high probability of choosing the second method, he couldn't help but get excited when he heard him say that.

He had seen Meng Hang's strength with his own eyes, so he told him this almost impossible method.

If he could see with his own eyes the rise of a legendary powerhouse, then Zhao Sanpang would have no regrets in his life.

Although he was looking forward to it, his expression became solemn and looked at Meng Hang.

"Meng Xiaozi, you have thought about it, this road is not so easy to go."

"Not only do you have to face those geniuses who are like demons, but also the black hands of those sanctimonious families."

Meng Hang's expression did not change, and he said indifferently:

"If this path hadn't challenged me, I wouldn't have chosen it. Besides, I don't believe that there are people who are more evil than me."

Hearing his brash words, Zhao Sanpang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and nodded in agreement.

"Hahahaha, yes, no one knows how many means you have. I'm already looking forward to seeing you beat all those monsters to the ground."

"Also let those powerful families, big families see, who said that geniuses can't come out of small places!"

"Oh, right!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Sanpang seemed to have thought of something and looked at Meng Hang.

"I forgot to tell you something."

"The Demonic Beasts that Zhao Shanhe missed in the college entrance examination back then were the red-blooded demon king you killed before."

"By the way, this beast is unlucky enough. He was hunted down by that kind of existence in the early years, and now he has finally cultivated to the fifth rank, thinking that he can walk sideways, and then I meet you, this little pervert."

Zhao Sanpang smiled jokingly.

Meng Hang: ????

The two chatted for a while, Meng Hang took a sip of tea, slammed it, and turned to look at Zhao Sanpang.

"I said Lao Zhao, we're done talking about the business, should we talk about the remuneration?"

Hearing this, Zhao Sanpang's heart burst, but his face pretended to be confused.

"Reward, what reward?"

"Hehe, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, what are you playing Liaozhai with me!"

"Of course I'll help you solve the skull demon thing!"

"Didn't I give you so much compensation!"

Zhao Sanpang said angrily.

"That's what you gave it, not what I wanted!"

"Meng Hang, do you dare to ask for another face!"

"Hehe, how much sperm is worth a face!"

......

When Meng Hang walked out of Zhao Sanpang's mansion, it could be said that he was proud of the spring breeze.

But Zhao Fatty behind him looked as ugly as a dead mother.

"Old Zhao, thank you a lot this time, and I'll see you when I have time in the future."

Hearing that this little ancestor was still coming, Zhao Sanpang was instantly frightened.

"My little ancestor, don't come here."

"If you don't scrape two catties of flesh from me every time you come, you won't give up!"

He said without tears.

"Old Zhao, look at what you said, didn't I just ask for a hundred essence cores this time, wouldn't you just die or live like this?"

Meng Hang's helpless Kaidō.

Hearing this, Zhao Sanpang jumped his feet angrily.

"What, just a hundred sperm cores?"

"One hundred essence cores is ten million!"

"That's what daddy has worked so hard to save for so many years!"

Meng Hang didn't care if he was complaining here, he said goodbye to the city master Zhao Da who was still chatting, and he was about to leave.

His right foot just stepped out, as if thinking of something, and slowly retracted it.

Turning his head to look at Zhao Sanpang, some Eight Trigrams asked:

"I said Lao Zhao, your surname is Zhao, and Zhao Shanhe's surname is Zhao, aren't you two brothers?"

Hearing Meng Hang's words, Zhao Sanpang's head was filled with black lines, and he looked at him with a look of mental retardation.

"Thanks to your kid for being able to figure it out, do you think it's possible?"

Meng Hang nodded thoughtfully,

"I don't think such a bloody thing can happen. How could Martial God have relatives with you? That's a lot of money!"

"Little bastard, say it again!"

Zhao Sanpang had already listened to Qiqiao Shengyan next to him, and now he just wanted to clean up this kid.

Seeing that he was about to have a seizure, Meng Hang ran away, shouting:

"I still have some things to solve. After I solve it, I will go directly to the imperial capital, and I won't come to say goodbye to you!"

"Little bastard, who cares about you coming, you'd better not come!"

Although Zhao Sanpang cursed loudly, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The small pond in Yunshui City can't keep the dragon, so let him go to a bigger place to flutter.

Back home, Meng Hang couldn't wait to return home and took out all the essence cores that were corrupted from Zhao Sanpang.

The free breathing method works, and hundreds of essence nuclei are instantly turned into crumbs.

Take a deep breath, and the whale drink usually sucks all the Spiritual Qi into your mouth.

Brother Tong, open the character attribute board.

【Host】： Meng Hang

【Ability】: Mangekyō Sharingan-Double Kamui

【Mental Energy】：50585

【Strength】: 178

[Agility]: 192

【Physique】: 192