Super Red Packet

Chapter 830

The mist gradually dispersed!

Meng Xiaoben took a closer look, and after using only one clock, he was about to faint!
Because he saw a "terrible" scene: on the street, people come and go in an antique way.

No cars, no tall buildings!
One shop is connected to another, with flags hanging in front of the door: Wuxiang Restaurant, Laojun Pharmacy, Zuchibuzhuang, Sijiyuan Bank, Fulai Pawnshop...

And on the stone-paved road on the street, people in ancient clothes come and go!

Meng Xiaoben recognized it at a glance: This is King Qing's city!

That's right!

Yes, definitely here.

I'm back here again!sorrow!

How did you do it?

Meng Xiaoben recalled the scene when the water escape was activated, and suddenly realized: the password was wrong.

"It's a mistake!" Meng Xiaoben shuddered all over, and nervously grabbed the fortune teller.

Shen Suanzi also saw the surrounding scene, and was more panicked than Meng Xiaoben. He was suddenly at a loss, and said in a daze, "Have we crossed?"

"Yes, I have crossed over. I have returned to the ancient Qing Kingdom more than 1000 years ago. This is the capital, the place where the Qing King I told you about..." Meng Xiaoben slapped his head hard, "It was I who made a mistake in the order just now. ! My mind is a little messed up."

"Okay, okay, this is the end of the matter, don't regret it. There is still time. Let's go back immediately." The fortune teller looked around and said anxiously: "Quick, get some water, the key is water!"

Yes.Now that Meng Xiaoben's magical skills have recovered, Shui Dun travels freely.Travel back, that's it.Anyway, it was just a little bit of a delay.

Meng Xiaoben turned his head to look at the shops on the street.

There must be water in the restaurant.

Meng Xiaoben pointed to the Five Spices Restaurant and said, "Master, the two of us will go into this restaurant right away, pretend to eat, and ask for a glass of water."

"go!"

The two said, and walked straight to the Five Spices Restaurant.

"Don't bother, you can't go back."

A loud thunderous voice sounded from behind.

The sound shook people's hearts, and the earth trembled.

Extraordinary internal strength.

Only a person with extraordinary internal strength can use his internal energy to vibrate such a loud, bell-like voice!
Meng Xiaoben and Shen Suanzi felt numbness in their feet at the same time!
The internal force transmitted from the ground shook the soles of the feet until they almost lost consciousness.

Amazing!
Meng Xiaoben and God's operator looked back!
The eyes of the two opened wide, but their hearts turned cold: they are in serious trouble, and they can't go back.

A team of people stood in front of them.

All of them are wearing solid armor, holding spears and sharp swords, looking at the tiger for a long time.

And the one in the middle, riding on a tall horse, holds a long sword, and the edge of the sword is shining.

Green King!
It's him!

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

He actually met his old enemy here and now!
King Qing smiled and faced Meng Xiaoben, his eyes were not only surprised, but also complacent.

Just now, King Qing led his troops to the school field in the outskirts of the city to compete in martial arts, and just drove back to the palace. Unexpectedly, he met Meng Xiaoben on the road.

"Boy, haven't you been expelled by King Yanqing? Why, are you still hanging out in this area?" King Qing was indeed a little strange.

Meng Xiaoben understood that when the two met at such a close distance, it was impossible to hide, and it was even more impossible to escape with a magic fortune teller who did not have martial arts by his side.

There is only one fight!
As long as he can defeat the opponent and gain time to get some water, Shui Dun returns to Jiangcheng to save Sisi.

"Stop talking nonsense! Since we met, let's decide!" Meng Xiaoben said, and as soon as he let go, he pulled out Diqi Zhanlu from the scabbard.

Sword Soul, Longwei, plus Hunyuan Soul Absorbing Art...Meng Xiaoben thought to himself, although King Qing's cultivation level is higher than mine, I may not have no chance of winning.

The person King Qing hates the most right now is this Meng Xiaoben!

Now that we meet in the street, how can we not fight to the death?

King Qing shook his long sword in the air.

A sword qi shot straight into the sky!
The long avenue is dazzling.

Meng Xiaoben smiled in his heart: You show your sword with me?Here I am, Zhanlu, any sword in the world will have to kneel down and bow down.

Zhan Lu lightly raised the ground Qi in his hand, and the inner Qi in his palm was already filling the blade.

Two sword souls also pierced out along with Meng Xiaoben's consciousness: Yin and Yang two sword souls, the combined sword energy is like frost.

Seeing the two sword souls No. 24 and Qin Fang coming out so freely at the critical moment of crisis, Meng Xiaoben couldn't help but praise in his heart: You two, you have worked hard!
As soon as the two sword qi came out, the whole street was silent: the huge power generated by the sword qi made everyone extremely oppressed, and everyone stood dumbfounded, as if the end of the world was coming.

King Qing faintly felt the extreme strength of Diqi Zhanlu, and couldn't help but secretly said: The sword in this kid's hand is indeed unique in ancient times and today.

Meng Xiaoben laughed loudly and said: "People of the Qing Kingdom, you have heard clearly. Your Qing King is a fake. He was originally a demon cultivator. Ten years ago, on the night of the wedding between the Concubine Huaxian and the Qing King , killed King Qing, and disguised himself as the king. He did a lot of evil, deceived the people, and was full of crimes."

When King Qing saw Meng Xiaoben directly exposing his truth in public, he couldn't help feeling cold: This kid knows so much!

If it is not eliminated, there will be troubles in the future.

"Haha, Meng Xiaoben, your mouth is full of nonsense. Alright, no need to bicker, let's go forward and fight with swords!"

King Qing said, walking forward vigorously.

Meng Xiaoben also walked forward at the same time.

When the two were more than ten feet apart, they stood still.

"Come on, one sword will determine the outcome!" Meng Xiaoben said coldly.

"Okay! I'll send you to die, so that you won't confuse people with your gossip." King Qing also sneered.

Meng Xiaoben didn't say much, and stabbed with his sword.

The blade was like a magnetic storm, creating a wave of air.

King Qing took his time and withdrew slightly, and with a cross of the sword in his hand, he blocked Qi Zhanlu head-on.

Meng Xiaoben exerted force on his wrist, and his internal energy was like a rainbow, shooting forward from the edge of the sword.

A ray of white light pierced towards King Qing's face.

King Qing saw the extraordinary momentum and jumped back a few steps.

At the same time, touch the back of the waist with the left hand.

Immediately, a pocket the size of a handkerchief appeared!

"receive!"

King Qing yelled.

The pocket suddenly opened its mouth and expanded instantly, forming a huge black hole.

Meng Xiaoben's sword energy was shooting forward, and suddenly, he felt his wrist loosen!
No, the sword energy was swallowed by the pocket!

Meng Xiao didn't have time to draw another sword, but he just stopped his feet and arched his waist slightly, wanting to jump out of the suction range of the pocket.

But when his figure floated up, King Qing shook his hand!
The pocket suddenly moved forward, swallowing Meng Xiaoben!

Meng Xiaoben felt involuntary, being swayed by a huge magnetic force, his body fell forward, and quickly entered the pocket with the suction.

King Qing laughed, stretched out his sword, raised his sword forward, brought the bag back to his face, and held the mouth of the bag with his hand.

Shen Suanzi was watching the duel, but he never expected that Meng Xiaoben was sucked into a bag and disappeared before he had time to confront the opponent.

The fortune teller knew that he could not avoid death, but remained calm as usual.

Several soldiers rushed over, tied up the fortune teller, and pushed it in front of King Qing.

"Your Majesty, how to deal with this old man?" asked the soldier.

King Qing smiled, "Let him be with Meng Xiaoben as companions."

As he spoke, he opened his pocket and shouted again: "Take it!"

Shen Suanzi felt his body float up and plunge into his pocket...

After Meng Xiaoben entered, it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see his fingers. He felt involuntary, top-heavy, unable to stand steadily, somersault after another, rolling in his pocket.

Finally stopped rolling and sat down.

Reach out and touch: I don't know what this bag is made of!Soft and strong, it feels like cowhide, but it is smoother than cowhide. When you pull it out with your hands, the elasticity is very good, and it will not break at all.

At this moment, the opening of the pocket lit up, and a line flashed in, and afterward, a figure rolled and rushed in.

Meng Xiaoben knew that this person must be a fortune teller, so he stretched out his arms and hugged him!
"Master!" Meng Xiaoben called out.

"Little Ben!"

The two hugged and hugged each other, and then they stabilized their bodies and sat down.

"What kind of artifact is this? It's so powerful!" Shen Suanzi raised his fist and slammed the wall of the pocket twice.

Meng Xiaoben said sadly with the evidence: "This artifact should be the universe bag. It can absorb everything in the bag, and it is one of the extremely rare hidden weapons in the martial arts."

"Then, we fall into this bag, it's more than auspicious." The fortune teller said quietly.

"It seems so."

At this time, outside the bag, King Qing had led his troops back to the palace.

He put the Qiankun bag on the table and said with a smile: "These two people will be locked inside for a while, and they will stay there for seven to forty-nine days. After exhausting their energy, they will naturally turn into stones, and then we will take them out again." , Ask the craftsman to carve it into two pendants, haha..."

As he spoke, he asked the maid to put the Qiankun bag into the box.

Meng Xiaoben and Shen Suanzi were inside the bag, and could not hear the voices outside at all.

Everything was quiet in the pocket, there was no sound at all.Therefore, when the two talked, there was a great echo, as if they were talking in a cave.

Meng Xiaoben drew out his ground energy Zhanlu, aimed at the wall of the bag, and slashed violently!
This sword, if it cuts gold and stone, gold and stone will open!

But cutting it on the pocket is like punching cotton!
The strength is absorbed by the soft bag wall!

Look at the bag wall, there is no damage at all!

Meng Xiaoben was annoyed, and struck two more swords.

Jianjian used [-]% of his skill.

But the pockets are safe and sound!
It's horrible!
Earth Qi Zhanlu can't be pierced or cut!

What substance is this made of?

Meng Xiaoben put away the Earth Qi Zhanlu discouragedly, and sighed, "Not good, not good..."

The two sat quietly for a while, Meng Xiaoben couldn't bear it anymore, and looked around in his pocket.

He shined the light on his phone, trying to find the seams of the pockets.

Perhaps, the seams are relatively fragile, so they can be cut open with the ground gas Zhanlu.

I searched carefully, touched every place, and there was no seam at all!
"Master, I think it will be very difficult for us to escape the catastrophe this time!" Meng Xiaoben shook his head and said.

The fortune teller thought for a while, and said: "Not necessarily. If it is a catastrophe, there will be disasters before the catastrophe. But at this moment, I feel peace in my body, and it is not a bad omen before the catastrophe."

(End of this chapter)