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Chapter 214 Leave (for Subscription)

Shen Tianci said whether he was informed and interested, or whether he was cold, but in short he didn't extend the topic further.

Otherwise, he would definitely bring up the various essences of Tu Xiu's martial arts, making people think that he is greedy for other people's martial arts.

After all, what I said before is very clear. He only takes the last treasure of Tuxiu's treasure. As for the rest, they all belong to Meng Zhao. One spit and one nail, Shen Tianci never backed down when he spoke...

The next day, Meng Zhao made an appointment with Shen Tianci to go to the cave together.

This time, there was no intrigue or conspiracy.

The two of them did come here with an attitude of sincere cooperation, so along the way, it seemed very harmonious, and no accidents happened.

In the end, it was Shen Tianci who walked into the last hall alone.

The moment the main hall door closed, Meng Zhao vaguely saw a dark shadow flashing away, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Meng Zhao waited outside for a full day and night before seeing Shen Tianci come out.

The Tathagata in his hand is usually empty, and there is nothing extra, or the things in it are precious compared to the sky mirror, which seems real but not real, seemingly empty and not empty, and can be hidden in the sea of ​​human spirit.

Either it also contains spiritual imprints such as martial arts charm.

However, Meng Zhao could see that Shen Tianci's complexion and spirit were indeed quite different from before he entered the hall. While he was tired, he also had a high-spirited and excited look in it, which seemed to be quite rewarding.

As for what he gained, Shen Tianci didn't say anything, nor did he take the initiative to ask questions.

Such a secret, if it were him himself, he would not reveal even a word to the outside world, so how could Shen Tianci be an exception?

And this son of the Shen family also kept his promise. As he said, he never took away a single piece of gold or silver. It was just that after seeing the mountain of armor, weapons, and various weapons, he looked at it in surprise and stopped paying attention. .

Two days later, all the big and small forces in the city got the information that the god-given son of the Jinling Shen family had left Nan'an by water and returned to the Jinling Shen family.

This made the elder girls and daughter-in-laws of many families sigh with regret, wishing they could spread their wings, chase after this Mr. Shen, and see the peerless appearance of the other party again.

At the same time, many young talents and rich men in the city breathed a sigh of relief.

To them, the existence of Shen Tianci is like a mountain that cannot be climbed. It is more like a shining mirror that reveals his own incompetence and superficiality. On the surface, he is respectful to him, but he has been scolded in secret A dog blood sprinkler.

It's like the children of some modern people who are abandoned by others. Parents always use other excellent children to stimulate their own cubs. Children naturally don't have much affection for other people's children. They hope that the other party will be far away from them, It is also human nature.

Of course, there are also some strange people who feel very sorry for Shen Tianci's departure. Most of these people think highly of themselves, have a strong will, and will not be easily destroyed.

What he was thinking about was not letting Shen Tianci leave, but how to get close to him, learn from him, and finally catch up with him, such as the one in front of Meng Zhao.

His short hair is black and thick, and his forehead is tied with a red silk scarf. His face is resolute and his lines are rough, but he can't hide his childishness. He is obviously a handsome young man.

His eyes are bright, and he sits on the wide grand teacher's chair, but his body seems to be bound by a narrow box. He is as vigorous as a god descending from the earth, and as powerful as a tiger lying on a hill.

Who is it if it's not Meng Chuan?

At this time, Meng Zhao's cheap fifth younger brother was complaining to Meng Zhao. It was nothing but Shen Tianci's departure, and he didn't know if it would be the year of the monkey if he wanted to see each other in the future, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to challenge him.

He also said that Shen Tianci was so optimistic about Meng Zhao, so when Shen Tianci left, Meng Zhao had to practice martial arts with him, and he could not let him go.

Recently, Meng Zhao has been busy dealing with the Hu family and his son, as well as participating in the matter of Tuxiu's treasure. He has to practice hard every day and study the books.

For example, he, Dafang brothers, and Meng Rong basically didn't see each other for many days. Meng Chuan came to look for him several times, but couldn't find anyone, so he was naturally a little sullen.

Meng Zhao also found it funny. Usually, this fifth younger brother is down-to-earth, mature, and obsessed with martial arts. For a while, he ignored that the other party was two years younger than him. However, his words and deeds today reminded him that this kid is just a Young people, their hearts are always a little immature.

"Don't worry, I have nothing to do in the past few days, so you can come to me anytime.

It just so happens that I have just made some new gains in martial arts, and I will definitely surprise you when the time comes. "

Meng Chuan is indeed a very good candidate for martial arts competitions and martial arts studies.

After all, Meng Zhao is new to many martial arts now, and he is about to study them carefully. As for what he has gained and how he has performed, he has to make a more intuitive comparison to see.

Ordinary warriors are not his opponents, but those who can practice against him, such as Lu Le, Han Pu and others, are also concerned about their status and cannot let go of their hands and feet.

Meng Chuan doesn't have these worries. He is talented, his martial arts strength is stronger than Meng Zhao, and he is also brave and diligent, and his improvement speed is extremely fast.

However, facing Meng Zhao's boastful reply, Meng Chuan didn't believe it immediately, but stared at a pair of clear and energetic eyes, wrinkled his forehead, and reluctantly said,

"Fourth brother, are you sure?"

While talking, he pouted, as if to say, saving you from what you are now, can you say that you have gained something new?
The two were talking in a main room in the back garden of Xiyuan, where there were many flowers and plants, with a strong fragrance, and some calligraphy and paintings taken from Tuxiu's treasure were hung on the wall, arty, but it did look quiet and elegant, It is refreshing.

At this time, Meng Zhao was wearing a snow-white robe with fluttering sleeves, lying on his side on a soft bed, languid and listless.

The back is leaning against a back cushion made of top-quality snow velvet, and this back cushion alone may be what some ordinary people need for a lifetime.

There is a waist-high bamboo round table at hand, and on the table is a super-large fruit platter, several of which grow against the solar terms, and they are fresh and delicious at first glance.

At the same time, Xiaojiabiyu, the delicate and lovely Han Lu, is sitting on the soft side, her hair is drooping, the tip of her nose is sweating, she is working hard, she is concentrating on rubbing Meng Zhao's knees and thighs, with skillful techniques, pressing, squeezing, pushing, and rubbing Moderate, definitely not once or twice.

As far as this picture is concerned, the good-for-nothing son of a wealthy family who is not willing to suffer is acting like a good-for-nothing son.

Meng Chuan doubted whether Meng Zhao had practiced kung fu these days, not to mention, what new gains would surprise him.

Meng Zhao didn't care about Meng Chuan's suspicion. He was very realistic and he was very clear about all aspects.

Martial arts practice, of course, is diligent and conscientious, never slack.

But in daily life, I will never treat myself badly, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, completely degenerate and corrupt, not seeking the most expensive, but seeking the best.

In his view, since there is such a condition, why not take advantage of it?

Whatever status you are in, you can do whatever status you are in.

If he is still a beggar, there is no psychological pressure to let him go to the street to beg for food. After all, it is just for survival.

As for the extravagant style, if it hinders martial arts, it is even more fart.

It is undeniable that there are indeed some special cultivation methods that require asceticism to sharpen one's spirit and body in order to reach a high level, but such ascetic monks are extremely rare, and Meng Zhao is even more ignorant of them.

That being the case, why not enjoy it?

Let him, a son of the Meng family, eat bran and swallow vegetables, and wear coarse clothes and trousers, then what is the meaning of wealth for him to gain power?

(End of this chapter)