After a long time, Meng Zhaocai said,

"Second brother, do you think, who is the best among the Meng family now in this generation?"

Meng Wen was stunned. He thought about it and guessed several times that Meng Zhao would use to convince him, but he did not expect that this person would not play according to common sense and actually shot him and asked about this matter.

"Do you think it's you? Do you?"

Meng Zhao's movements of fiddling with Buddhist beads in his hand created a terrifying sense of oppression, and he nodded slowly,

"I think so. Meng Xi was seriously injured in the Minghualou incident. Now he is here to ask for help from the Kong family. Second brother, you are defeated by Shi Siming. You have long been no longer as strong as before. Third brother is still wandering in other places and have never seen him yet. As for the fifth brother, although he is extremely talented and has extraordinary potential, he is far inferior to me in comparison.

Therefore, among the Meng family generation, I have the strongest ability, the greatest potential, and the highest martial arts skills. I think there is no objection. Even if you ask the masters of the worship hall outside, they will definitely think so."

Meng Wen sneered,

"You really can gild yourself on your face, but even so, what can you do?"

Meng Zhao was not angry at Meng Wen's attitude, but smiled slightly with a deep smile.

"You know, your surname is Meng, and I am also Meng. Although you and Meng Xi want to compete for the position of the head of the family, they certainly have extremely superior innate conditions, but if the gap is too large, it is not easy for one of you to successfully take office!"

With a click, Meng Wen had a strong hand and crushed the porcelain water cup originally held in his palm. The palm of his hand was covered with blood marks. He didn't feel the pain, but said in surprise.

"You, you, you want to compete for the throne? You are so brave and don't know how to live or die. If you really think that your surname is Meng, will you have a chance?"

"The chance is naturally not great, and it can even be said to be slim, but for you two, my existence is definitely like a thorn in your throat, a ray of light on your back, and a needle and a needle.

Think about it, when people talk about the younger generation of the Meng family in the future, the first thing they think of is me, who will always survive in my shadow. Even if you want to fight for that position, you still have the ability to fight, but how much time and energy will it take to eliminate all kinds of unfavorable factors and influences?

Besides, there are examples of nephew inheriting uncle's family.

Meng Wen was speechless for a moment. Although he was unwilling to admit this, he had to say that Meng Zhao's words reached his heart.

Even if Meng Zhao is unintentional, as long as he becomes more eye-catching and has stronger reputation, his existence is an obstacle.

At this point, his elder brother has a common enemy like him.

He had been worried about this several times.

"What do you mean by saying this? Demonstrate to me?"

Meng Zhao shook his head repeatedly,

"No, no, no, I don't have this idea. I just want to tell my second brother that soon, I should leave the Meng family and go out to open up a new foundation. From then on, my existence in the Meng Mansion should be much weakened."

This was the first time Meng Wen heard this news, and she was a little happy, a little suspicious, and more confused, she asked,

"What? Are you going to leave the Meng family and go out to explore by yourself? Are you joking?"

"I'm not kidding. When this matter was in Yunwu Mountain, I had already discussed it with my third uncle. When my uncle came back, I would also seek his consent. Therefore, I was eager to plead for the Seven Monsters of Minshan and take them back to my subordinates.

In this way, can my second brother carefully consider it and not let temporary hatred blind their eyes?"

Meng Wen did not speak out directly this time, but instead lowered his head to ponder, obviously very moved.

Not long after, he asked,

"I want to know, why you did this? No matter how strong you are, you will never be able to leave the Meng family."

Meng Zhao glanced at Meng Wen, saw his eyes flashing, and said with a smile,

"Why should I ask clearly, my second brother? Isn't the things I said before the reason why I want to leave the house?"

Sure enough, Meng Wen's heart moved, and he guessed it was indeed true. The reason why Meng Zhao wanted to leave the house was to prepare for the future, for fear that one day in the future, he would block the way of the two brothers of the Changfang and be suspicious of Meng Jizu, so he left early to avoid this right and wrong.

What does it mean? It smells far away and smells smelly near.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Meng Zhao was indeed far-sighted, and it was not surprising that he had such an idea.

However, what Meng Wen hesitated was that even if Meng Zhao left, it would not be of much benefit to him for the time being.

Seeing Meng Wen thinking, Meng Zhao struck while the iron was hot and continued to show his strength, saying,

"Second brother, do you still remember why my third uncle and I went to Yunwu Mountain for?"

Meng Wen suddenly looked up, and his eyes burst out with amazing light, like two sharp blades stabbed.

"You succeeded?"

Meng Zhao would not say such words for no reason, and Meng Zhao would not have no trump card or back-up skills, so he was in a hurry to leave the Meng family. He must have received huge benefits.

With a thought, through the imprint of the soul, the young Jiao Xiaojiu, who was wearing a belt, gave an instruction.

Then I saw this young dragon, which was definitely rare in the world, exploring its little dragon head and slowly swimming onto the table. The black scales looked like metal, and the sound was shining. It curled up half of its body and faced Meng Wen, the dragon beard floated.

Although in his childhood, the momentum of the top pure blood beast has begun to emerge, and it is like a jungle overlord parade.

The moment Meng Wen saw the young Jiao Xiaojiu, his whole eyes and attention were focused on it.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange thing that captured the world and fortune in reality, and it was a treasure that even the current royal family could not get.

Once a young dragon becomes an adult, it is equivalent to a powerful master's combat power. Looking at the current declining situation and the martial arts environment of the master's rare master, it goes without saying what a dragon means.

But all the excitement, throbbing, and all kinds of emotions eventually turned into deep jealousy.

He knew that this young dragon did not belong to him, nor to Meng Jizu, but to Meng Zhao.

"You have formed a relationship with it with your soul?"

Meng Wen's voice was a little dry, and it sounded like someone was scratching his fingernails to sense the rough bark, which was very unpleasant.

However, Meng Zhao felt it was very pleasant. Although he was broad-minded, he was definitely not a good person. Meng Wen repeatedly asked trouble, how could he not hate him?

The other party's jealousy and unwillingness are his greatest source of happiness.

"Yes, even the third uncle couldn't do this, so if I continue to stay in the Meng family, you should know that it is not a good thing for you.

And I would like to advise you not to make bad ideas. Apart from me, there will be no other person in the world who can get its recognition.

Finally, I promise you that if you and Meng Wen fight to a critical moment in the future, I will help you.”

Meng Wen exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes flashed, and he still couldn't bear to turn his eyes away from the young dragon.
Chapter completed!