Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1379 Identity, Bloodline (for subscription)

Therefore, Meng Zhao used the Ziyuan dragon body, cultivated the supreme scriptures, and became the strongest foundation. He entered the master martial arts, and now he can be said to be one of the strongest in the land of Shenzhou. He can compete with the top experts who have been famous for decades, and even Fight and win.

Meng Yuanqiao took a deep breath, and with Meng Zhao's acknowledgment, he was not relieved, but even more shocked, because at this moment, he had already learned that the person in front of him was not a child of his own family, but a beggar who was born as a cultivator. Martial arts is only four short years.

In four years, he became a grand master, and his cultivation was so profound that even his own practice could not see through it.

Could it be that this person was reincarnated by some kind of power, or that the gods could not succeed in descending to the mortal world?

However, such emotions quickly disappeared, which in turn deepened his expectations for Meng Zhao.

Stretching out his fingers, he pointed to Zhao Hun who was unable to move, but faced the two of them, and said,

"Do you know this person?"

Meng Zhao nodded, his eyes were calm and distant, and he sighed,
"Yes, he is probably from the Commoner League. I don't know how the seniors caught him?"

He was indeed very puzzled, Zhao Hun was a slippery person, he tried to kill this person several times, to completely solve his future troubles, to confirm his identity as Meng Zhao, and no one could threaten him anymore.

However, although Zhao Hun's martial arts were not very good, he was extremely alert, showing his whereabouts from time to time, but they were so vague that he couldn't find them, and it was always difficult to settle the grievances between the two.

But he never dreamed that it was the master of the Meng family who subdued Zhao Hun and brought him in front of him.

That's right, he could clearly see that Zhao Hun's body was now sealed off with hundreds of bridges and fairs, his extraordinary meridians were shrunk, and the blood in his body was collapsed and deformed, almost no different from a disabled person. With the restriction, he can still recover to the level of life and vitality, and there will be no regression in martial arts.

It was precisely because Zhao Hun was only subdued, not abolished, that he had three points of vigilance against this Meng family master, in case the other party suddenly ruthless and capsized himself.

"It's not that I found it, but he took the initiative to find me, told his identity, and begged me to deal with you for him, and take back everything he said he lost."

"Oh, his identity, the senior said, he thinks he is Meng Zhao, and I am a fake, a substitute supported by him, right?"

Meng Yuanqiao nodded, his bright eyes were filled with admiration and pity for Meng Zhao, the person who was so perfect that he even envied him was not of the blood of the Meng family.
However, it wasn't true that there was no chance at all. The other party was born as a beggar, with a low status, no clan, no parents, no family. Apart from Meng Zhao's identity, what else did he have?

"That's right, he did tell me that, and I did believe what he said, thinking that you are not a descendant of the Meng family, but a person who originally lived at the bottom, but because of this idiot's selfishness, he changed himself. man of fate.

It may sound like a mouthful when I say this, but with your intelligence, you know what I'm talking about.

What I want to know now is your attitude! "

Meng Zhao remained silent. He vaguely knew why this elder of the Meng family suddenly came to him today and brought Zhao Hun with him. This was actually a good thing for him.

However, he did not directly express his attitude, but said something rambling,

"Senior, after we said these few words, can you let me guess your identity?"

Meng Yuanqiao was taken aback. The person next to him was from the blood of the Meng family, and he could know his identity through clues, so how could Meng Zhao guess it?

However, Meng Zhao still said his name in one word,

"If the younger generation is right, senior should be the master of the last generation of my Meng family, the younger brother of the previous head of the family. I should call you Uncle Yuanqiao of the Meng family, right?"

Meng Yuanqiao smiled, white eyebrows and white hair blowing in the evening wind, adding a bit of warmth, as if with the blooming of this smile, even the air became much brighter,
"It seems that you really know me, how do you know?"

Of course he didn't smile because Meng Zhao had guessed his identity, but he kept calling me the Meng family, and calling him uncle.

This may be a pretentious gesture by the other party, but it may not be a kind of sincerity.

"A little guesswork.

Uncle may not know that this Meng family boy beside you, in order to find a qualified substitute, not only found me, who is about the same age as him in appearance, body and voice, but also gave him everything he knew about the Meng family. , Tell me all about yourself.

As for the Meng family, there shouldn't be any difference between me and him. No, to be precise, my understanding of the Meng family should far exceed his. "

When he said this, the controlled Zhao Hun's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled violently, and his breathing was short and heavy, and he tried his best to yell at this bastard.

That's right, just because of a single mistake of his own, such a calamity has been brought about, yet he is still complacent and shameless, he really deserves to die!

Meng Yuanqiao ignored Zhao Hun, smiled, and continued,
"Oh, what do you mean, you admit the fact that you are not from the Meng family?"

Meng Zhao shook his head, clasped his hands in front of him, stacked his palms, bent his body slightly, bowed slightly to Meng Yuanqiao, and said,
"No, I just admitted my identity as the Meng family, and also identified myself as Meng Zhao, the only and irreplaceable Meng Zhao, this identity.

Uncle should understand that I was born as a beggar, born without father and mother, and without a name. When I was living on the street, people only called me a little beggar, and I only thought of myself as a beggar.

Ever since I entered the Meng family, went to the ancestral hall, and worshiped the ancestors of the Meng family under the auspices of my uncle, I knew that Meng Zhao was me, and I was Meng Zhao.

Compared to this person, I think, apart from a little lack of blood, I am more qualified than him to be a member of the Meng family.

As for the blood, uncle, you should have guessed that I have awakened a special constitution, so the blood is naturally different.

As long as the Meng family doesn't dislike it, I, as well as the blood of the descendants of the descendants, are a branch of the Meng family. "

Zhao Hun was even more mad with anger. He already knew that this bastard was a wolf with ambition, but he didn't expect that in front of the elders of Meng's family, he still talked freely with a brazen look.

To be so brazen as to become a real Meng family, I am!

But different from him, Meng Yuanqiao's reaction was quite relieved, he stroked his white beard and nodded repeatedly.

The grievances and dissatisfaction in my heart gradually disappeared with Meng Zhao's few words.

Especially the last talk about the bloodlines touched his heart.

(End of this chapter)