Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 618 Box (for Subscription)

Why do you say that?Qianjiao himself is a great elder of the Demon Venerable Hall, possessing extraordinary status and power. Even if he offends someone, he still has the backing of the Demonic Venerable Hall, a giant in the evil way. Now he is so preoccupied with himself, it is obvious that there is something wrong inside the Demon Venerable Hall.

Meng Zhao suddenly thought of what Zhu'er had said to him. Tan Cai'er's father was the Eighth Elder of the Demon Lord Hall, with superb martial arts and first-class wrist skills. It is also expected to be promoted to the elders of the Taishang to unify the chaotic Mozun Palace.

Qian Jiao's current situation is so bad, could it be related to Tan Cai'er's father, is it a power struggle in the Mozun Palace?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao relaxed. After all, he had Zhu'er by his side, and Zhu'er was the maid who had followed Tan Cai'er since she was a child. Whether it is the Eighth Elder of the Mozun Hall, there is a possibility of negotiation after all, and he is not afraid that the other party will plot against him.

Putting aside his speculation about Qianjiao's situation, Meng Zhao's gaze dimmed, and he thought of what Fu Qingtong had just said.

According to what Fu Qingtong said, Qian Jiao and Mu Ge's current situation is unfavorable, and they are even being targeted by others, so they don't dare to contact him. There is really no possibility of turning over.

Therefore, Muge used a special way of contact to gain the trust of Fu Qingtong and let him act as a bridge of communication between the two, and all transactions between the two parties had to be transferred through him.

It's hard for Meng Zhao to judge whether this matter is true or not, but if it is true, then there is no disadvantage for him.

"Since Brother Fu said that, of course I have no objection, but it was agreed at the beginning that Muge would give me the things first, and then I would take out what he needed and offer them to me. At the same time, they also wanted to do one thing for me.

Now that such a long time has passed, Muge and the others are in an inconvenient situation. I am afraid that what they promised me and promised me will not be able to be fulfilled in a short time, so the previous conditions have to be changed. I wonder what Brother Fu thinks? "

Fu Qingtong's complexion changed, and after a moment of consideration, he tentatively said,

"I'm just contacting Brother Meng on behalf of someone else. I'm afraid I can't decide the specific situation, but I would like to ask Brother Meng to make it clear that Muge has explained some of the situation before, and it may be negotiable."

"It's very simple. Within today, the things I want must be delivered to the Meng Manor. After I check it out and it is accurate, the things in exchange will be forwarded by Brother Fu."

A normal transaction should have been a hand-to-hand exchange, that is, while Mu Ge brought Emperor Yu's armor, Meng Zhao would send Jiaolong's blood, so that the risks could be effectively controlled, and it was more fair to calculate.

But now, there is an extra middleman, and Meng Zhao is not familiar with the other party, let alone trusts him. On the contrary, Fu Qingtong has some kind of relationship with Mu Ge, so he has to think more for himself.

Therefore, he proposed that he should receive the battle armor first before considering sending out the dragon's blood, instead transferring the risk to Muge.

Fu Qingtong's face collapsed, and he was a little embarrassed, but looking at Meng Zhao's firm gaze, he knew that it would be very difficult to persuade him to change his mind, not to mention that he had no position to do such a thing, so he could only nod and say,

"Well, in fact, I can give that thing to Brother Meng right now. This is what Muge said before, but I hope that Mr. Meng can keep his promise, otherwise Muge will suspect that I am pocketing his own money and swallowing him. s things."

Meng Zhao smiled and didn't say anything. Without confirming how much information Fu Qingtong knew, he said more and made more mistakes, and said less and made fewer mistakes.

Jiaolong blood is a treasure, and Emperor Yu's battle armor is even more divine, so Meng Zhao guessed that Fu Qingtong only had a half-knowledge about the deal between them, otherwise he might just swallow it up. impossible.

Fu Qingtong got up, turned back and waved in the direction of the warriors under his sect, and saw a stocky man in a light yellow suit walking into the gazebo with a huge wooden box on his back. Like an overloaded heavy truck, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

The man held his breath, supported the wooden box with his backhand, sank his waist and fell off the horse, spread his feet, and squatted down slowly.

It was only when the bottom of the wooden box touched the ground that he let out a long breath of turbid air, and the blush caused by the surge of blood also slowly disappeared, as if he had finally lifted an unbearable burden on his body.

Meng Zhao's knowledge has long been different from what it used to be. At a glance, the wooden box looks ordinary, like an ordinary box used by an ordinary farmer's house to hold broken pieces, but it is actually made of a special kind of wood called sea cloud wood. made by.

This kind of box made of sea cloud wood is not only as strong as steel, but also has a strong bearing capacity, and has the miraculous effect of isolating the inside and outside. It is used to store treasured objects, and it will not rot for a hundred years.

Fu Qingtong saw Meng Zhao's eyes light up slightly, and asked curiously,

"Brother Meng, this box was transported to me by Muge. I have calculated that it weighs [-] catties. Excluding the [-] catties of sea cloud wood, the contents inside are also [-] catties. What is it inside?" What?"

Meng Zhao didn't answer, but got up and came to the box, and looked it up and down, but there was nothing special about it. The only place where it was opened was a very heavy copper lock.

He didn't know if Fu Qingtong was really curious about what was inside, or if he had seen it before, and just used it to release smoke bombs to confuse him.

No matter which one it is, he will never reveal a word about the existence of Emperor Yu's battle armor.

Because if it really gets out, it will be difficult to keep this thing.

Not to mention other people, the royal family is definitely salivating at this kind of armor left over from the beginning of the Middle Ages and the supreme level, and they will definitely get it in their hands.

In addition to the royal family, all the monsters, ghosts and ghosts in this vast Chixian Shenzhou will swarm towards him, unless he has the transcendent force to attack the heroes and suppress the world.

Seeing that Meng Zhao didn't pay attention to him, Fu Qingtong's eyes flashed coldly, and he was displeased. He felt that the other party was a little too rude, but he also knew that it was not in line with the rules to ask him so, so he didn't attack.

Meng Zhao didn't care what Fu Qingtong thought, and he had no intention of maintaining the superficial relationship between the two, because all his attention was now focused on this box, no, more precisely, it was the contents of the box.

"Brother Fu, Muge entrusted this wooden box to you, so did you ever entrust the key to this copper lock?"

Fu Qingtong was even more unhappy. Meng Zhao made it clear that he didn't trust him, and his face turned cold.

"Young Master Meng, you can rest assured that Muge did not give me the key to the copper lock. If you want to open the box, you can do it yourself. With your martial arts, it must not be difficult."

Before the words fell, his mouth was already wide open.

The thumb and index finger of Meng Zhao's right hand were pinched on the thick copper lock, and with a slight tug, the strong copper lock, which was difficult to scratch with a sword, was directly torn off, torn apart, and crashed. fell to the ground.

Hiss, this hand is not weak, and the internal strength is even more domineering.

He can do it with all his strength, but it is definitely not as light as Meng Zhao's.

Seeing the leopard in the tube, the two martial arts are superior to each other.

(End of this chapter)