Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

As for the others, they couldn't tell Meng Zhao's true identity at all.

The tavern proprietress looked solemn, not daring to be careless, and asked,

"Who are you? Could it be that you are also from the Demon Lord Palace?"

In her opinion, this person only came to rescue Lu Haochun when he was about to be killed. He was probably from the Demon Lord Palace, and he might be a fellow disciple with Lu Haochun. She murmured in her heart.

If it was just an ordinary character, she would not ask so solemnly, and just kill him. Anyway, killing one is a kill, and killing two is a kill. There is no pressure at all.

However, it has to be said that the momentum that Meng Zhao showed after entering the door was so strong and unique, that kind of invincible and powerful atmosphere that made people put aside their arrogance and contempt.

When making any decision, you must think twice before making a decision when your head is hot to avoid unnecessary serious consequences.

Meng Zhao smiled, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth. Unfortunately, his face was covered with a piece of coarse cloth, so no one could see it. There was a faint cold glow in his eyes, and the purple halo was obvious.

"Wrong, I am not from the Demon Lord's Palace. I saved this Lu Haochun just like you. I have some questions to ask him. So, can you please hand him over to me?"

His tone was very gentle. As he spoke, Meng Zhao walked forward leisurely and leisurely, as if he was visiting some scenic spots. He seemed to be a person who was easy to get along with and easy to negotiate with.

However, words, actions, and demeanor can all deceive others, but a person's spirit and charm cannot deceive others.

I saw the cook in the tavern smacking his lips, scratching his chest with sparse chest hair, putting away the kitchen knife in his hand, turning around and saying,

"Qing Niang, I don't think this guy is easy to mess with. It's useless for you to keep this useless guy anyway. Why not hand him over? We don't need to cause any more trouble."

Compared to others, he, an old man, has met more people and countless masters, but there has never been one person who has given him such a sense of oppression as Meng Zhao.

This feeling is not simply determined by the strength of martial arts, because no matter how high Meng Zhao's martial arts is, he will not be innate.

However, the charm of a strong man and the domineering power coming from the depths of his soul really frightened him.

Originally, he was not even willing to provoke Lu Haochun, but of course he was even less willing to provoke this guy who was far more dignified and powerful than Lu Haochun. How harmonious everyone was!

The landlady's face tightened and she glared at the damn cook, but she didn't say anything. After a moment, she said,

"Okay, I'll give you this face, and you can take this person away."

Meng Zhao nodded, lightly pointed his hand, and followed behind him. Zhu'er, who had always had a weak presence like air, swayed her body like a fat ball, ran to Lu Haochun's side, and gave him a simple treatment. After checking the injury, he immediately helped the person to the door of the tavern and placed him against the threshold.

At the same time, the little girl's feelings towards Meng Zhao couldn't help but change to another level. Her eyes looking at Meng Zhao were like stars shining in the dark night.

Maybe it's because of the language, but from a layman's perspective, Meng Zhao is too arrogant and powerful. If converted to a more modern evaluation, he is too handsome, too cool, and too fierce.

Today's victory without a fight made Zhu'er become half of Meng Zhao's fan girl. The reason why she was half was because after all, she still admired her own lady and would not climb up the wall rashly.

The tavern proprietress thought that since this man got the person he wanted, he would immediately retreat. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhao pointed to the bearded man who had been sitting on the ground with a smile and said,

"Also, I want to take this person away too. I hope the landlady can make it easier for him!"

Meng Zhao's eyes were like torches, and with a single glance, he could clearly see the bearded man's current physical condition.

The injury he suffered was actually not serious. As long as he paid attention to it and took tonics, he would be back to normal in ten and a half months.

The reason is that he has practiced martial arts intensively and has strong energy and blood. He has trained his body to be as hard and strong as lead and iron.

The reason why he seems to be unable to stand up now is more of a performance, at least he is not without the ability to fight back.

If it weren't for the lonely night fragrance in the Demon Lord Hall that temporarily caused him to lose his inner strength, he wouldn't have to worry about Big Beard's safety at all.

Hearing this, the landlady's face couldn't stand up, her white and neat teeth chattered loudly, and she smiled, as cold as ice,

"Excessive measures, don't you think?"

Before she finished speaking, the cook next to her coughed, interrupted her, winked and said,

"Qing Niang, although this brother's demands are a bit too much, it is not unreasonable. After all, it is useless for us to have this big beard.

Think about it, let's open a tavern, I'll be in charge of brewing and cooking, Xiaonan will be in charge of running the bar and receiving customers, and you'll be in charge of calculating the revenue and expenditure accounts. We already have enough manpower.

Not only is it useless to have someone like him, it will probably disrupt our relationship.

Furthermore, this bearded man looks like a pot-bellied man. He can eat a lot. I am under a lot of pressure to cook, don’t you think so? "

Yes, yes, yes, it's you big-headed devil.

At this time, the boss's wife was still more resentful towards the cook than Meng Zhao, who was trying his best. She wanted to peel off this guy's skin, hang him up on a tree, and repair him severely.

After all, he is an outsider, an enemy, and he is capable, so it is normal for him to go too far.

But the cook is one of our own, so it’s okay if he doesn’t help. His elbows are always turned outwards. How can this be done?

I immediately wanted to refute it.

Although she is a prostitute, and sometimes behaves very frivolously when acting as the wife of a tavern proprietor, she is still a very strong woman in essence. Otherwise, how can she hold down these two idiots?

However, when the proprietress looked at the waiter Xiao Nan, the powerful assassin who severely wounded the poisonous scholar Lu Haochun with two swords and crippled him, she couldn't help but feel worried in her eyes.

Others didn't know it, but she knew that Xiaonan's current physical condition was very bad, and it could even be said that she was on the verge of reaching her limit.

When he assassinated Lu Haochun before, he used two swords in total, but he already tried his best.

After all, Lu Haochun is not an easy character to deal with.

The first sword was blocked, and although the second sword was a meritorious service, it was only the result of stimulating life potential. It was a self-inflicted explosive move that belonged to the method of disintegrating half a demon.

So not to mention the fighting power, if there is another battle, Xiaonan's body may really be broken. This is what the boss lady who has been getting along with each other for some time and has developed some tacit understanding and affection does not want to see.

Women are women after all, and they are always more emotional than rational.

When Meng Zhao hit Xiao Nan with a stone, he showed extraordinary strength. Coupled with that momentum, his martial arts can only be superior to Lu Haochun.

In this way, if there was a falling out, she really didn't have much confidence that Xiaonan would survive safely.