Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 800 Admission, acquaintance (for subscription)

When I arrived at the place, I saw some people queuing up in front of a palace, and a special person checked the paper fan as a keepsake to prevent others from getting in.

Meng Zhao could see clearly that some of the martial arts seemed to be acquired, so he couldn't help wondering,

"Why are there people from the Houtian realm in there? Isn't it a congenital gathering?"

Niu shook his head vigorously, and was also a little confused. He didn't seem to have expected this situation, and wondered,

"Who knows what He Liu is thinking, wouldn't it be more troublesome to ask these people to come in? If you don't have the strength or the ability, you'll just watch the fun and shout, why don't we go back?"

Originally, he still had a lot of expectations for this rally, thinking that He Liu had a lot of artifice and skills, and he would develop a big situation, but it was only before the opening that he realized that this guy was hungry, and this group of acquired weak chickens actually He also pulled in, lowering his compulsion in vain, making him feel relieved.

There is a saying that dragons do not live with snakes, nature and nurture are actually a similar class relationship, and they are not at the same level of people. If you insist on pinching them together, it will easily backfire.

There must be more than one person who thinks like Niu Dali. Just as they were talking, he saw a congenital man holding a paper fan who looked contemptuously at the Houtian warriors who lined up, threw the paper fan on the ground, and turned away. go.

But soon, someone jumped out of the palace and chased after him. It was obvious that there was an eyeliner outside. Seeing this situation, he reported it to the people inside and made a remedy.

I saw that this person got involved with that Xiantian, and after talking for a while, he persuaded him to come back, and he entered the palace directly, without any tricks of identifying his identity.

Meng Zhaoruo was thoughtful, it seemed that it was really not a simple gathering, otherwise the people inside would not have caught up and persuaded the Xiantian who had given up his mind to go back.

"Okay, Lao Niu, please stop talking a few words, you and I also came from the day after tomorrow, there is no need to be so harsh, He Liu has a high prestige among casual cultivators, he has to sell his face, we go in."

After verifying their identities, several people each received a square plate polished by iron sheets, with numbers written on it, which should correspond to the identities of several people and their positions in the field.

The entire side hall was arranged in a modern auction mode at this time, and a three-foot-high circular stone platform was improvised in the center of the venue, occupying a large area, with powerful warriors guarding the left and right.

Around the round platform, there are some tables, chairs and benches, on which fruits, snacks, drinks and the like have already been prepared, depending on the scale, it can accommodate about a hundred people, which is not too small.

According to the number plate, Meng Zhao and the others came to sit down at a round table in the East District under the guidance of an Houtian warrior. The four of them just made up a table, and beside them were all warriors who had reached the first level of innate martial arts. How many people were there? He and Meng Zhao are nodding acquaintances, and they have communicated with each other, because they are familiar and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Roughly speaking, if this area is full of people, there should be thirty seats, which also represents the powerful force of thirty innate warriors. Generally, large sects may not have so many innate warriors.

The other three districts have [-] seats, but they are all acquired warriors, and their influence is far less than that of the East District.

Not long after Meng Zhao took his seat, he saw an acquaintance coming to the East District according to the number plate, and he couldn't help smiling.

The man noticed that someone was paying attention to him, and following the change of his gaze, he also cast his gaze on Meng Zhao. He couldn't help being stunned, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but soon pretended not to recognize him.

"Why, Brother Bi, did that person have a problem with you?"

It has to be said that Zheng Que's attitude towards Meng Zhao has been turned upside down since the wine business was roughly finalized. It is not flattering, but it is true to pay attention to it all the time. If there is an interest dispute, it will not work if you don't care.

Su Can looked at the man cautiously and said,

"I know him. He is the successor of Tongyou Demon Art. He has risen very quickly. Although he is not well-known, his skill is very hard. He is not a good guy. If we really want to deal with him, we can do it together. I think of a way, which should be guaranteed. Nothing is lost."

Sure enough, Su Can was a person who didn't talk too much harshly, even though he only said one sentence, he expressed his position and supported Meng Zhao.

Moreover, he had already figured out a way to get rid of the other party, and his brains turned quickly. Meng Zhao believed that he was not talking big.

Niu Dali, on the other hand, was a little puzzled, shaking the big golden ring, scratching his head, puzzled,

"No, what kind of brains and eyes do you two have? We are old acquaintances with my brother, so we can't say that we still have friendship. How come it's a festival in your mouth?"

Meng Zhao was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Niu Dali carefully, until he saw that the superficially straightforward but shrewd man was uncomfortable, and then praised,
"Brother Niu, you really have a pair of discerning eyes. That's right. This person's name is Xue Ying. I only had an encounter with him not long ago. He is definitely not an enemy. After the meeting is over, everyone can sit together and have a drink. friend."

That person was none other than Xue Ying, who had grievances with the Chen family and was once the son of a bully in Kunnan County. Meng Zhao also had a deal with him, which played a vital role in the martial arts created by his epiphany.

Zheng Que and Su Canqi were all shocked, and they were even more imaginative about Meng Zhao's real identity, and even doubted whether their previous guess was wrong.

In their view, Meng Zhao should be born in a noble family or an important son of a big family. He has a wide network of contacts, strong backing, strong strength, and properly thick thighs, which is why he can support Sapphire's wine business.

However, if this is the case, Meng Zhao has no reason to know such a person who is born in the evil way and has a little reputation. The two shouldn't have crossed paths.

Of course, the two of them didn't dare to change the way they got along with Meng Zhao just because of such a guess. The main reason was that they didn't care. As long as Meng Zhao could protect their interests, it didn't matter what Meng Zhao's identity was.

Furthermore, in terms of their identities, they shouldn't have known Meng Zhao, and aren't they good friends now, or even have the same interests?
Niu Dali, on the other hand, seemed a little excited, saying repeatedly,
"Hahaha, where is it, Lao Niu, I have no other abilities, except for better martial arts, better conduct, and better eyesight, there is no special ability.

However, this Xue Ying's magic art of Tongyou is indeed very attractive. I don't know if he has obtained the true biography of that powerful god and demon. "

Although Niu Dali has a lot of scheming, he is still a martial artist who worships martial arts in essence. His lifelong ambition is to become an unrivaled hero like Hercules, Demon Dian Wei. He is naturally very interested in Xue Ying, who inherited part of Dian Wei's martial arts. .

"Whether you get the true biography or not, you will find out after you get to know each other after a fight, but I don't think you will be disappointed."

(End of this chapter)