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Chapter 625 Wake Up (Subscribe)

At present, there are not many women who have a close relationship with Meng Zhao.

Han Lu, Zhu'er, Liang Muqiu, and Tang Ling'er, plus Tan Cai'er at most.

Among them, Han Lu and Zhu'er were of low status, Liang Muqiu's family was wiped out, and they were exiled in the rivers and lakes, and they had nothing to do with famous families. Only Tang Ling'er and Tan Cai'er, two women, matched his family background.

And if one chooses between the two, Tan Cai'er is undoubtedly the more suitable one, not because she is more beautiful, but because she has stronger power behind her, grandpa, mother, father, whoever you pick out is the big boss among the big bosses.

If you can really marry her, then you will really fly to the branches and become a phoenix, and you will directly save ten or even twenty years of struggle.

Seeing that Meng Zhao took this matter to heart, the feminine man finally nodded in satisfaction and said,

"Okay, now that the matter has been discussed, I will return this thing to you. In addition, I will give you a contact method. If you find any traces of Mu Ge in the future, or if Qian Jiao sends someone to contact you, you can go here to pass on the news.

You don't need to pay attention to other things, we will deal with them. "

As he said that, the feminine man read out an inconspicuous location and the code word of the contact person. It should be the Mozun Palace, or a nail buried in Lingwu City by the Eighth Elder Ye Huan, which was used to transmit messages and collect intelligence.

Naturally, Meng Zhao said yes again and again, seemingly respectfully, and even "sincerely" invited him to take a rest at the Meng's Manor, but only gave up after being rejected.

After the man left, Meng Zhao just wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and sat down on the slightly cold stone bench, looking at the sleepy Fu Qingtong in the pavilion and the dozens of people snoring loudly outside the pavilion, feeling a little tired .

This time he was lucky, and he was resourceful enough, so he was able to save the day. Otherwise, not to mention the risk of changing hands of the Emperor Yu armor, his own safety would be greatly threatened.

This sounded the alarm for Meng Zhao. Although he has a lot of masters under his command, he doesn't have a strong martial artist like Dinghaishenzhen.

Furthermore, this experience confirms the old saying that the backer will fall, and everyone will run away, only oneself is the most reliable.

Therefore, he had to set out to break open the innate gate.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao's eyes wandered and fell on the bronze disc on the stone table, his smile spread like flooded water patterns,
"Fortunately, I kept it. When I go back, I will retreat directly. If I don't enter the innate, I will never go out again."

As for other disturbances, such as the possibility of lurking in the dark, the killers sent by the Lei family and Anri, the grievances with Tie Xiongfei and the mastermind behind the scenes, the mystery of the secret realm of Dongtian in Yongling, and the follow-up to Meng Rong's captivity that happened only yesterday. The incident, the crisis hidden by the mysterious man Zhao Hun, etc., were all left behind.

Some things, calculated and calculated, are actually just mediocre, asking for trouble.

If you can suppress everything with the supreme magic power, it will be fine to crush them all, why bother to count this and worry about that?
In a short period of time, Meng Zhao might not be able to practice martial arts as freely as he wanted, but as long as he stepped into Xiantian, with his peerless talent of Ziyuan Dragon Body, plus the power of Sky Mirror and Canglong Armor, he would be able to take the initiative. greatly enhanced.

Because that directly means that his level has jumped, and he really has the strength and confidence to dominate one side.

What's more, martial arts should be the mainstream of his life. The so-called power, so-called power and wealth are just a means, a tool, to climb to the peak of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao felt hot in his heart, wishing to fly back to the manor immediately, but the troubles here had to be dealt with cleanly.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao got up, walked quickly to the place where Fu Qingtong fainted, according to the method that the soft man said before he left, he pressed his Qimen acupoint hard with his fingers, and heard a sound. There was a muffled hum.

Fu Qingtong caressed his forehead with one hand, and pressed the other on his slightly painful Qimen acupoint, his eyes were hazy, with a trace of confusion, he said in a daze,
"What's wrong with me, where is this?"

He obviously only fainted, no, he didn't sleep for a long time, but it seemed that it had passed for a long time, and there was a certain degree of blankness in his cognition of himself and his surroundings.

Meng Zhao couldn't help feeling a little more apprehensive about the effect of the Drunken Spring Breeze. It seemed that this thing only made people drowsy and awakened, but whether there were unknown hidden dangers was still uncertain.

"Brother Fu, did you forget what happened just now?"

Meng Zhao's voice sounded and fell into Fu Qingtong's ears, with obvious soothing and calming power.

This is a magical effect on the dragon's power. The true dragon's nature is majestic and sacred, and cleanses away evil. In addition to making people fearful, it can also positively guide people's high spirits.
A bit similar to a two-way buff, it is friendly to its own people and ruthless to the enemy.

Fu Qingtong's mind was shaken, and then he suddenly woke up, jumped up from the ground, his inner strength was stirred up, his clothes were agitated, he was hunting like the wind, his hands gathered strength, as a defensive gesture, and at the same time, he searched for suspicious things. people.

I was shocked when I saw a large number of people sleeping around the Fangcao Pavilion, but seeing that Meng Zhao was safe and sound, but there was no one else, I couldn't help wondering.
"Brother Meng, what's going on? Why did we suddenly faint? Where is the poisoner?"

Meng Zhao briefly talked about the feminine man, and emphasized that the other party came after Muge, and he was the chief culprit that caused Muge's disadvantage.

Originally, the intention was wrong, but he had some connection with the forces behind this person, so he just escaped.

Fu Qingtong thought about it, but he didn't feel that Meng Zhao's words were deceiving him, because it was unnecessary. If he really wanted to hurt him, he fell into a dream just now, and he didn't even realize that he was killed, so why bother to use lies to prevaricate him?
"Hiss, Brother Meng, who is this person from, who is so arrogant and so clever?"

"Brother Fu, there are some things, the more you know, the more dangerous it is, it's better for people to be confused.

Furthermore, Muge, you'd better stop contacting him, since that person can stare at you the first time, he can stare at you the second time, don't waste your life in vain. "

The Mozun Temple is a power of evil and evil ways, and has a bad reputation, and it stinks on the street.

Of course, it is impossible for Meng Zhao to let himself have entanglements with the evil forces. If it gets out, it will be a dark history.

You know, back then, the Meng family used the same excuse to kill Hu Wanwan's family.

Fu Qingtong smiled wryly and said nothing, if he could cut it off, he would cut it off, I'm afraid there would be no meeting today.

"Okay, the transaction matter, so far, I can't interfere with how you do it, just remind you."

After all, Meng Zhao taught Fu Qingtong the way to wake up Cang Shuyun and several innate warriors first, and then asked them to wake up other warriors in the same way.

Finally, he got rid of the "tragedy" of lying corpses all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)