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Chapter 2217 Meeting, painting

Of course, Xie Jun felt that Xie Wanzhi should not dare to do this, at least in a short period of time, because he would not dare to act rashly before he found out about Meng Zhao's background!

In fact, Lu Le's heart was also filled with murderous intent, and he was like a tide. He regarded Meng Zhao as his master and his loyalty was full. Liang Muqiu was Meng Zhao's woman, and he was equivalent to his mistress. The master was humiliated and died. If Meng Zhao had not made other plans, he would have turned against Xie Wanzhi.

Of course, he also relied on Meng Zhao to support him behind his back to dare to be so bold. Otherwise, he would turn into Goujian and lie on firewood and taste gall until the day he has the ability to take revenge.

Xie Wanzhi didn't know how much trouble his gentle words caused in the hearts of the two of them. In addition to asking Liang Muqiu, he was also testing other masters of the Meng family.

Lu Le replied casually, but most of them were nonsense. Xie Wanzhi didn't care. He just looked at Xie Jun from time to time, making people unable to understand what he was thinking.

Xie Jun felt goosebumps all over his body, but he pretended not to know. In addition, Meng Zhao's soul protection also gave him the confidence to be stable!

The three of them walked very quickly, with Lu Le leading the way, without any obstacles along the way, and soon arrived in the main hall where Meng Zhao was.

Lu Le and Xie Jun stopped outside the house and said,

"My young master is waiting in the house. You two have your own private words to discuss, so we won't go in, just wait outside!"

Xie Wanzhi nodded, and ripples appeared in his calm heart. He had been with the North Meng Dragon King for a long time.

No longer hesitated, he walked into the main hall with a big stride. Because the space was too large, at first glance, he could not know where Meng Zhaoren was. However, Xie Wanzhi quickly sensed a mysterious aura, followed this aura and walked towards the inner hall on the west side, and soon saw a person.

I saw this man carrying his hands on his back, with a tall figure and a distinctive demeanor. He looked at a landscape painting hanging on the wall in a daze. He seemed to have no idea about Xie Wanzhi's arrival behind him.

However, for a master like Meng Zhao, how could he be unaware of anything?

Therefore, Xie Wan subconsciously realized that the North Menglong King was indeed a arrogant person, arrogant and domineering, and extremely powerful. Even if he sent someone to invite him, he still had this kind of attitude to face him.

Although he was not happy in his heart, he had long passed the age of impulsiveness, irritability, and irritability. The so-called attitude has nothing to do with him. He only cares whether Meng Zhao is really capable and restores his foundation that has been damaged by the war.

Therefore, Xie Wanzhi did not deliberately be reserved, and came to Meng Zhao,

"King Menglong, thank you for your politeness!"

Apart from the impression of body and temperament, Xie Wanzhi's understanding of martial arts is a bit ordinary. Meng Zhao puts him not much pressure. He is indeed a super expert, but it seems that there is no threat to him?

This is a thought that Xie Wanzhi instinctively developed in his mind after looking at Meng Zhao for a long time.

A super expert must be a warrior above him and does not threaten him, but it seems to be contrary to the former again.

However, if it is a super strong man who is injured and unable to use force for the time being, it seems that he has passed the matter.

Therefore, Xie Wanzhi fell into the argument that was circulating in the martial arts world in the martial arts world again. Meng Zhao and the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord fought to the death and could not use force for the time being.

The results of his previous surveys were consistent with the results of his visits to various places.

This gave Xie Wanzhi great confidence. As long as this King Menglong was not really outrageously strong and could seriously injured and kill him, then he would have a lot of room for rotation.

Meng Zhao did not look back, but just nodded slightly, said,

"Thank you, Master, I'm polite. Let's take a look at my painting first, how it is drawn!"

Xie Wanzhi just thought Meng Zhao was admiring some original works of famous artists, but he didn't expect that the wall was hanging from Meng Zhao's own paintings.

This made him want to laugh a little. Could it be that this Beimeng Dragon King is also an art-like person who seeks fame and reputation?

He was not from a turbulent family, but from the Xie family. He has been familiar with scriptures since he was a child and has been hard at work on calligraphy and painting. He is very clear that unless a warrior like them is really focused on calligraphy and painting, it will be difficult to reach the top genres of true top craftsmen.

It is very good to doodle casually and use it to entertain yourself, but when used to entertain guests, you deliberately ask people to taste and comment, but it seems a little confused and too self-centered.

However, he didn't care about this. He didn't care what Meng Zhao looked like. Since the other party invited him, it would be okay for him to see it.

Anyway, there is still a lot of time, so Meng Zhao will sooner or later solve the problem of his martial arts foundation.

Xie Wanzhi stepped forward again and looked at the landscape painting hanging on the wall in front of him. However, with just one glance, he felt like he was hit by a sledgehammer, and he was confused and dizzy. Then, his spirit couldn't help but turn into a wisp of blue smoke and merge into the scroll.

In an instant, Xie Wanzhi felt that the world was vast and the mountains and rivers were boundless, both magnificent and magnificent, and the spirit of the whole person was sublimated from the inside out, washed, breath was overflowing, and the spiritual light suddenly popped up, and the sound of shaking the qi orifices was gusting in his body.

In Xie Wanzhi's view, time has passed for a long time, and it has been so long that I almost thought that this world and this landscape had completely integrated with me, and that it was nothing more than each other and was willing to be like this forever.

A light hum suddenly came out, interrupting Xie Wanzhi's intoxication, causing him to turn his mind, his breath to fall, and his previous state.

Xie Wanzhi looked at it again and saw that there was a blank space on the scroll. Meng Zhao, at some point, was sitting upright on the hat and chair behind the desk, looking at him with interest.

Xie Wanzhi was shocked and cold, and said.

"What is this method?"

He claimed to be a strong master, with great martial arts and superb magical skills. Even if he was not as strong as the heavens, the strength and spirituality of the divine essence were rare in the world, and it would never be easily confused by the so-called soul-absorbing technique.

However, Meng Zhao used a landscape painting he made today to clearly tell him the truth that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond man.

Although he is powerful, he is definitely not the strongest. Although he is powerful, there are still many people who are much stronger than him!

Of course, what impressed him the most and was unforgettable was actually not that Meng Zhao easily influenced his spirit, making him penetrated it and unable to extricate himself.

Instead, his spirit escapes into the scroll, wanders around the world, and his spirit enters the mountains and rivers, and his sense of freedom, freedom and happiness.

This feeling was something he had never experienced in his entire life.
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