Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhaoke did not have the arrogant and arrogant style and temperament of those true noblemen who would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

Before he crossed over, he was an ordinary person. After crossing over, he became a dying beggar, tired of illness, hunger and cold. He did everything for survival and life, and there was no pretentiousness that could not save his face.

At worst, it's just greed for life and fear of death. At best, it can actually be explained by awareness of current affairs.

The feminine demon was even more interesting. She seemed to satisfy a certain thought in her heart and showed a stunning smile.

"It's not impossible to let you go, but you have to answer me first, why is Zui Chunfeng useless to you?"

Meng Zhao even felt a headache, shook his head, and said with a puzzled expression,

"Exalted Master Mingjian, I don't even know what this drunken spring breeze is, and naturally I don't know why it doesn't work on me."

"Yes, Zui Chunfeng is my family's unique secret medicine. It has no poisonous effect on people. However, the medicine is extremely strong and can make people close their six senses, become mentally sleepy and drunk, and fall into a deep sleep. Even innate martial arts masters, if they are not careful, , and few can resist its medicinal properties, unless you have something to dispel wind and dispel poison, or you have a special constitution."

The feminine demon kept mumbling, her eyes brightening as she looked at Meng Zhao, as if she had encountered something interesting.

But Meng Zhao heard something. It turned out that this man was just someone's subordinate. The things he used were actually not so incomprehensible. It was just that everyone was unprepared, and that's how he figured it out.

However, these did not help his current situation. He could only wait quietly to see if there would be a turn for the better.

"Well, no matter what, you do have some skills, but you shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, have anything to do with Qianjiao's people. Hand over what you have in your hands, and I might be able to spare your life. "

The feminine demon thought for a moment and decided to get down to business. As for her curiosity, she did not intend to delve into it. After all, what could she do if she knew it/

Meng Zhao's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he unconsciously exerted force on his palm holding the bronze disk.

This thing is the supreme divine object that he has been looking forward to for a long time. It is the creation left by the Supreme Emperor Yu. If he can use ten percent of his power, no one in the world can hurt him unless it is a divine object of the same level. Grandmaster Nope either.

In other words, this Canglong Armor, Emperor Yu's battle armor, is a rare item that can firmly place him among the strongest in the world. If he misses it, it will be difficult to get it again.

However, the problem is that the other party has already made it clear that they want to use things in exchange for safety. If they don't comply, they may not even be able to save their lives.

For a moment, Meng Zhao was hesitant. No matter how bold and strong his temper was, he could not act arbitrarily.

On the other hand, when the feminine demon saw Meng Zhao's hesitation, his breath was rising and falling, instead of being angry, he was happy, just like a cat grinning when it sees a mouse trying to escape.

"What, do you still want to fight me? Just in time, I just heard from you that you have abandoned the Meng family's Red Flag Order and switched to practicing other magical skills. I think the grade is not bad, so let's come and see."

It seemed that Meng Zhao was eager to take action so that he could have some fun.

Meng Zhao did not take any action. He was not easy to kill or fight. The current problem could not be solved by personal force alone. In other words, he was not innate and force was not enough to solve it.

The best way is to defeat the enemy without fighting.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

This group of people seemed to be targeting Qianjiao. Perhaps, the existence of Mu Ge made them pay attention to Fu Qingtong, and then what happened today happened.

So, will the power struggle in the Demon Lord Palace that he guessed before help the current situation?

His heart began to beat powerfully and rapidly. The purple dragon's blood was transported to all parts of the body through the heart, and his eyes became a little brighter.

"Could this master be from the Demon Lord Palace? I wonder how he should be called the Eighth Elder of the Demon Lord Palace?"

This feminine man was originally playing cat and mouse, planning to take advantage of the young master from this aristocratic family. When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his charming face became cold and solemn, just like the iceberg goddess portrayed in those novels and movies, no, iceberg male god,

"Why do you ask?"

This answer actually indirectly confirmed Meng Zhao's conjecture. He felt a little more confident and said with a smile,

"If the master is related to the eighth elder of the Demon Lord Hall, then that's just right. I can also get involved by beating around the bush with the eighth elder. We are all members of the same family, so how can we rashly start a fight?"

"Fart, how can you have a relationship with my boss? If you really have a relationship, why would you collude and make deals with that old immortal Qianjiao?"

Meng Zhao's smile spread even more, like the summer sun, warm and full of unique vitality,

"No, no, no, if the master heard everything, he must know that although I have a deal with that Qianjiao, I plan to take advantage of others and only receive things without paying anything. How can this be considered a collusion transaction?

Strictly speaking, Qianjiao and I should have some grudges. If the matter comes back to Qianjiao, he will never break up with me. You know that our two families are dirty. "

The feminine man nodded, but what he said was true. When he was on the eaves before, he heard clearly that Meng Zhao did have the plan to take advantage of the evil, and it was really not a bad thing to have pus, but, he turned out to be Changed his mind again.

Meng Zhao was also smart and saw the suspicion of the feminine man.

"Master, you don't have to worry. What I said to Fu Qingtong later were all lies to temporarily appease me. In fact, the items traded were definitely not genuine. After all, who is willing to spend money on something that can be earned for free?"

"Okay, let's just assume that you really have evil intentions and that the purpose of colluding with the old thief Qianjiao is not pure, but it doesn't mean that you have something to do with my boss. Let's try and see if you can convince me.

If I can, I may spare you once today. If I can't, you will regret being born as a human being! \

,"Even though this demon is neither masculine nor cynical, but his last words are filled with murderous intent and powerful oppression, like a sharp long sword piercing Meng Zhao.

Some people talk like farts, just listen to them and don't take them seriously, but some people spit and nail them, so it's best not to doubt them.

This person is obviously the latter.

Meng Zhao would not be frightened by mere threats. Confirming the identity of this person greatly increased his confidence. He returned to the aura of being in control of everything and having wisdom at his fingertips. He smiled and said,

"The relationship between me and the Eighth Elder is far away in theory, but very close in calculation.

I wonder, does the master know Tan Cai'er? "

Upon hearing this, the feminine man smiled. This smile was very different from the previous ones, but it was a more friendly and joking smile.

"Girl Cai'er, it turns out that you know her and know her identity, so that's why you said you have something to do with the boss.

Yes, I do know Cai'er very well, but so what? "