At present, there are not many women who have a close relationship with Meng Zhao and have nothing to do with him.

Han Lu, Zhuer, Liang Muqiu, and Tang Ling'er, at most one Tan Caier is added.

Among them, Han Lu and Zhu'er have a low status, and the Liang Muqiu family was destroyed and wandered around the world, and they have nothing to do with famous families. Only Tang Ling'er and Tan Cai'er are even more in line with his family background.

If you choose one between the two, Tan Caier is undoubtedly the one that is more suitable. It is not that she has a better appearance, but that she has a stronger power behind her. Grandpa, mother, and father, just take out one of them, which is the boss among the big guys.

If you can really marry her, you will be really flying to the branch and working as a phoenix, and you will struggle for ten or even twenty years less.

Seeing Meng Zhao taking this matter to heart, the feminine man finally nodded with satisfaction and said,

"Okay, since the matter has been opened, I will hand it back to you. In addition, I will give you a contact information. If you find Mu Ge's trace in the future, or if Qianjiao sends someone else to contact you, you will go here to pass the message.

You don’t need to pay attention to other things, we will deal with them."

As he spoke, the feminine man read out an inconspicuous place and the code words of the contact person, which should be the Demon Lord Palace, or a nail buried in Lingwu City by the Eighth Elder Ye Huan, for the purpose of conveying messages and collecting intelligence.

Meng Zhao naturally said yes, seemingly respectful, and also "sincerely" invited him to the Meng Family Manor for a short rest. He gave up only after being rejected.

After the man left, Meng Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat on the slightly cold stone bench. He looked at Fu Qingtong who was sleeping in the pavilion and dozens of people snoring loudly outside the pavilion, and felt a little tired.

This time he was lucky and was smart enough to escape danger. Otherwise, not only would he have the risk of replacing the war armor of Emperor Yu, who got it, would be greatly threatened.

This sounded the alarm for Meng Zhao. Although he had many masters, he really did not have a strong warrior like the Dinghai Ding Hai Needle. If he encountered a cruel person, he might not be able to protect him.

Furthermore, this experience confirms the old saying that the mountain will fall, and everyone will run away, and only you are the most reliable.

Therefore, he must start to break through the gate of the innate world.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao's eyes drifted and fell on the bronze disc on the stone table. His smile spread like flooded water patterns.

"Fortunately, I saved it, and when I got back, I went into seclusion. I would never go out of the house without going into the innate world."

As for other troubles, such as the killer who might lurk in the dark, sent by the Lei family and the Anri, the grudges with Tie Xiongfei and the mastermind behind the scenes, the mystery of the Yongling Cave Heaven Secret Realm, the follow-up of Meng Rong's captivity that happened yesterday, the crisis hidden by the mysterious man Zhao Hun, etc., they were all left behind.

Some things, if you calculate or calculate, are actually just troubled by mediocre people and cause trouble.

If you can have the supreme magical power to suppress everything and crush them all, why should you calculate this and worry about that?

In a short period of time, Meng Zhao was afraid that he would not be able to practice such a martial art that would do whatever he wanted. However, as long as he entered the innate world, with his peerless talent of the purple-yuan dragon body, plus the power of the mirror of the sky, the power of the Canglong Armor, the initiative will be greatly enhanced.

Because that directly means his level leap, he truly has the strength and confidence to dominate one side.

What's more, martial arts should be the mainstream of his life. The so-called power, the so-called power, wealth and property are just a means and a tool to climb to the peak of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao felt a hot heart and wanted to fly back to the manor immediately, but the troubles here had to be handled cleanly.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao stood up and quickly walked to the place where Fu Qingtong fainted. According to the method that the feminine man said before leaving, he used his fingers to urge him hard on his Qimen acupoint and heard a muffled groan.

Fu Qingtong stroked his forehead with one hand and pressed his slightly painful Qimen acupoint with the other hand. His eyes were blurred, with a hint of confusion and confusion, and he said in a daze,

"What's wrong with me? Where is this?"

I only fainted, no, I didn’t sleep for a long time, but it seemed that I had been in a long time, and there was a certain gap in my own understanding and around me.

Meng Zhao couldn't help but feel a little more afraid of the effect of the drunk spring breeze. This thing seems to make people wake up from sleepiness, but it may be possible to have unknown hidden dangers.

"Brother Fu, have you forgotten what happened just now?"

Meng Zhao's voice sounded and fell into Fu Qingtong's ears, with a very obvious soothing and calming spirit.

This is a wonderful use of dragon power. The true dragon's nature is majestic and sacred, and it cleanses evil and filth. In addition to being afraid, it can also guide people's spirit to be high-spirited.

It is a bit similar to a two-way buff, which is very friendly to one's own people and ruthless to the enemy.

Fu Qingtong was shocked and then suddenly woke up. He jumped up from the ground with a sudden force. His internal force was stirred up, and his clothes were motivated, and he was roaring like the wind. He gathered strength between his hands and acted as a precaution, and searched everywhere for suspicious people.

When I saw the crowd of people sleeping on all sides of the Fangcao Pavilion, I was shocked. However, when I saw Meng Zhao safe and sound, there was nothing else to do, I couldn't help but wonder.

"Brother Meng, what's going on? Why did we suddenly faint? Where is the poisoned person?"

Meng Zhao briefly talked about the feminine man and emphasized that the other party was following the Muge, who was the culprit that caused Muge's unfavorable situation.

Originally, he had a bad intention, but he had some connection with the forces behind this man and escaped.

Fu Qingtong thought about it, but he didn't think Meng Zhao was lying to him because there was no need. If he really wanted to hurt him, he just fell into a dream and was killed without even realizing it. Why should he use lies to make excuses him?

"Hiss, Brother Meng, which force is this person from? He is so arrogant and so skillful."

"Brother Fu, the more you know, the more dangerous you are, it is better to be confused.

Furthermore, you’d better not contact Muge anymore. Since that person can stare at you for the first time, he can stare at you for the second time. Don’t waste your life in vain.”

The Demon Lord Palace is a demonic power, and its reputation is not good, so it is terrible.

Of course, Meng Zhao could not have a conflict with the evil forces. If it spreads, it would be a complete dark history.

You know, their Meng family used the same excuse to destroy Hu Baiwan’s family, which was a lesson from the past and a army of the later ones.

Fu Qingtong smiled bitterly and didn't say anything. If he could really say it, he would probably not have met today.

"Okay, the transaction matters, I can't interfere with what you do so. I'm just reminding you."

After saying that, Meng Zhao taught Fu Qingtong another method, first awakening Cang Shuyun and a few innate warriors, and then asked them to wake up other warriors in the same way.
Chapter completed!