Wuliang monk was wearing a very simple monk's robe, with long eyebrows on the ground, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking like a piece of wood that was about to die.

"This is the red leaf tea picked by the old monk in the Dawn Forest of the Southern Region back then. It was made by the old monk. Friends, please taste it!"

Sitting on the cushion and asking the monk to bring tea, Wuliang Monk was kind. Although Wuliang Monk was not very worried about the visits of these Meng seniors, he still respected them very much.

After all, Meng Lang is the one who takes the team, and Meng Lang is a member of the Meng family.

Jianhu was majestic, but he was sitting on the main seat, which made Wuliang Monk a little puzzled. However, he knew Jianhu and was an old acquaintance. At this time, he could already notice that something was wrong when he saw Jianhu's temperament.

However, he didn't know what was going on!

Several people didn't say anything. Some people picked up tea and savored tea, while others were indifferent.

Meng Fan and others did not mean to pay attention to Jianhu. Meng Fan looked at Jianhu, "Don't blame fellow Taoist, Meng still wants to confirm how strong you are now?"

The person in front of him was just the incarnation of Meng Nan's evil thoughts. Meng Fan, as Meng Nan's third uncle, called him "Fellow Daoist" was considered a compliment.

However, Meng Nan is so strong that his evil thoughts are probably very strong. For everyone at the scene, this is a very dangerous person. They are feeling a little scared when they stay with such an existence.

Because this existence represents evil and its strength is unknown.

As soon as Meng Fan said this, Meng Yun, Mengchang, Meng Liang and Meng Ming next to him all felt nervous at this moment, because they knew that the existence in front of him had a bad temper. On the way here, Meng Fan had already asked him this question. This person had a weird temper and was very irritable.

Jianhu glanced at Meng Fan, and his eyes made people creepy and chill.

"Why, you all dug me out and still doubt my strength? Then, let's fight? Or, I will go back to Wuxie Cave?" Jianhu said lightly.

These words made the hearts of several people tremble.

Meng Fan laughed dryly, "Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong. I don't mean that. But this time, my nephew lost the competition. There is only a few months left before the second competition. I just want to know, fellow Taoist, do you have this ability to make my nephew improve your strength in this month?"

"So, you still don't trust me?" Jianhu frowned.

Meng Fan said, "We let you out and help us. This is the initial condition. We are very sincere, so I hope that fellow Taoists can treat each other sincerely..."

"You guys, who is your nephew's opponent?" Jianhu asked.

"Yu Xiaotian!"

Meng Fan said directly, "He was the first disciple of the True Man of Destiny back then, and he has always occupied the position of the number one in Tianwei. I didn't expect that his strength in recent years would improve so quickly. A month ago, his competition with Lang'er might have more than 50,000 trillion of wasteland power. This is already beyond me. There is a huge gap between Lang'er and him, so..."

"Drink, 50,000 Gigabytes of Famine?"

Jianhu sneered when he heard this, "Is it scaring you like this just 50,000 Gigabits of wild energy? I am a little interested in the disciple of fate. When will your nephew arrive?"

This person is quite arrogant.

With 50,000 Gigabits of Desolation, he could actually say two words. Such power can instantly destroy 50,000 newly formed Hongmeng World!

The others dared not speak, but Meng Fan said, "Don't worry, Qingning has already been invited, wait for a moment and arrive!"

As soon as the words fell, two rays of light suddenly appeared at the door, and two figures suddenly appeared.

It was Meng Lang and Qingning Jushi.

When the Meng Lang came, the Meng family was all happy and obviously breathed a few sighs of relief.

Meng Lang stepped forward, greeted the seniors in the clan, and turned his eyes to Jianhu.

Looking at Jianhu in front of him, Meng Lang felt sad. Jianhu had the best relationship with him and was a brother, but now he sacrificed his sacrifice to this existence and took the initiative to deliver his body.

How can this not make him feel sad?

However, Meng Lang quickly adjusted, took a deep breath, and bowed to Jianhu, "Meng Lang, pay homage to senior!"

Although this person is the incarnation of his father Meng Nan's evil thoughts, he is not Meng Nan after all, so he can't call him Dad.

"rash?"

Jianhu looked up and down at Meng Lang, "Are you Meng Nan's son?"

Meng Lang nodded quickly, "Yes, my father Meng Nan is the senior!"

Jianhu frowned slightly and sneered immediately, "Meng Nan is so stingy. You are his son, and you are so capable. You have been bullied, but you still have to come to me for help. It's really ridiculous, so ridiculous!"

When Meng Lang heard this, his forehead was covered with black lines. If someone dared to say such bad things about Meng Nan, he would have rushed forward and turned against each other. But the person in front of him was not someone else. He was the incarnation of Meng Nan's evil thoughts. Strictly speaking, it was also part of Meng Nan.

Hearing this, Meng Lang smiled bitterly, "I guess senior has already figured out the whole story, right? I did suffer humiliation, but this is not important. What is important is that I am unwilling to give the Heavenly Destiny Palace to Yu Xiaotian!"

As he said this, Meng Lang bowed to Jianhu again, "So, please help me with senior."

Jianhu glanced at Meng Lang, "I can help you, but why should I help you, what are the benefits for me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall breathed suddenly, their faces were obviously not good-looking, and Meng Lang felt a little at a loss.

At this time, Meng Fan spoke, "Fellow Taoist, we have a word first. We will save you and help us solve the problem. Now we have saved you, and the sword tiger is also offering sacrifices for this. You cannot speak without trust!"

"Hahaha……"

Jianhu laughed when he heard this, "I was born of evil thoughts. It is my standard of being a human being. When you save me, you should think of it..."

"you……"

Meng Fan was furious.

Meng Lang quickly stopped Meng Fan. If he offended this existence, it would be a waste of money and he would be fetching water from a bamboo basket.

After trying hard to calm down his emotions, Meng Lang turned to Jianhu and said, "Senior, what benefits do you want!"

Jianhu shrugged, "You can't give me what I want!"

"No!"

Meng Lang shook his head, "Senior, just open his mouth, I believe there is nothing I can't give!"

He is quite a tone, but he really has that ability.

Jianhu took a deep breath, "Okay, what you said, after things are done, you have to find a way to take me into the Destiny River!"
Chapter completed!