Seeing Meng Tomb let go of Mu Wenxuan, Meng Xun stepped forward first, held him up, and said with some guilt in his heart: "Mr. Mu, are you okay??"
"Cough! Cough! It's okay." After being supported, Mu Wenxuan coughed twice, waved his hand towards Mengxun, raised his head slightly, and looked at Meng Tomb with a solemn look, firmly grasping his figure and outline.
Imprinted in my heart, I said: "I have written down this revenge. Sooner or later, I will pay it back to you with my own hands."
"Oh? Little guy, you are very courageous, but you should wait until the day you have strength to tell me. In this world, what you compete for is strength and fists. Without these, you are just as humble as an ant.
"Meng Tomb was startled, stroking his beard and said.
"Don't talk nonsense to me, but you were born hundreds of years earlier than me. Is this your advantage?" Mu Wenxuan shouted bluntly.
Hearing this, the Meng family disciples all trembled and began to talk one after another: "This kid, is he crazy?"
"I must have been frightened. How dare you speak to the tomb elder like this?"
Mengxun was also worried. He held Mu Wenxuan's hand, squeezed it hard, and growled: "Master Mu, don't talk nonsense!"
"Talking nonsense? What did I say wrong?" Mu Wenxuan ignored Meng Xun, still looking straight at Meng Tomb with a cold expression: "If you hadn't been born hundreds of years before me, you would be as humble as an ant today.
, it’s definitely you, not me!”
Boom!
At this moment, a massive coercion suddenly enveloped the entire periphery of the Meng family.
The strong pressure was constantly exerted on Mu Wenxuan, making him tremble uncontrollably and his knees became weak. If he hadn't forced himself to hold on, he would have fallen to his knees.
"Perseverance is good."
The pressure lasted for a while, Meng Tomb sneered, and then he waved his hand, and the pressure dissipated indifferently: "Don't talk to me about the rules here, the rules are for those cowards, the truly powerful people,
I use my own hands to create rules. It doesn’t matter if I was born a hundred years or a thousand years before you. What the facts prove is that I can kill you at any time now."
The pressure dissipated, and Mu Wenxuan was already sweating profusely. In a short moment, it felt like he had spent centuries, breathing heavily, and a trace of fear rose in his eyes.
"Cherish it, cherish the energy of the earth, cherish that you are still alive. I'm afraid there are not many days like this for you, hahaha!" Seeing that trace of fear, Meng Tomb seemed very satisfied, and immediately left a message
Then, he said to Meng Qingyan: "Qingyan, let's go!"
After hearing what her grandfather said, Meng Qingyan felt unwilling to accept it. He hesitated and said: "Grandpa, just forget it? Just now he..."
"Don't be anxious, I will ask the head of the family to give me an explanation for this matter."
Meng Qingyan didn't allow Meng Qingyan to finish speaking. Meng Tomb raised his hand and interrupted him. Immediately, his stern eyes swept over Meng Xun and pretended to mutter to himself: "If you dare to hurt my precious grandson, that will be a big deal. I will do it then."
Look, what the master of the house will tell me."
After saying this, without giving Meng Xun a chance to react, Meng Tomb took Meng Qingyan with him, turned around, left the periphery of Meng's house, and jumped towards the interior of the garbled space.
When the two of them left, those Meng family disciples, unlike Meng Qingyan, had an elder like Meng Tomb sitting in charge. Therefore, thinking of the insult they had just spoken to Mu Wenxuan, they did not dare to linger and say anything to Meng Xun.
After saying hello, they all dispersed towards the distance.
In the blink of an eye, only Meng Xun and Mu Wenxuan were left outside the Meng family.
The two of them stood there without saying anything for a while, each thinking about their own thoughts.
Watching Meng Tomb leave, Mu Wenxuan clenched his fists, made a squeaking sound, and secretly said in his heart: "Okay, okay, I will remember it this time, whether it is Meng Qingyan or Meng Tomb, sooner or later
, I want to return it with my own hands."
But at this moment, Mengxun suddenly patted Mu Wenxuan on the shoulder and sighed: "Mr. Mu, I know you are full of resentment, but I advise you, when you get to the Meng family cabinet, no matter what happens, don't
Conflict with Dream Tomb."
"Why?" Mu Wenxuan was surprised: "It seems that you are the host and I am the guest."
"Host? Guest? Don't you understand that these objective truths, as Meng Tomb just said, are just cages used to trap cowardly people. For the truly strong, they are simply illusory existences." Meng Xun
Squinting his eyes, a little disappointed
With a look on his face, he said after a while: "That's all, just remember, don't ask so many questions, it won't do you any good, you just need to remember what I said, Meng Tomb is the second largest elder in the Elder's Courtyard, and he has no real power.
Said he was cruel and ruthless..."
At this point, he paused and said with some worry: "Originally, he was one of the six elders who wanted to unite with the Shen family. Just now you hurt Meng Qingyan again. He will definitely not let you go easily, and may even
Take this opportunity to get rid of you."
Mu Wenxuan suddenly realized, and said to himself: "As expected, this Meng Tomb is one of the six elders."
"It seems that we have to be more careful and not act on impulse." Realizing this, he was obviously more reassured. He took the sleeping Meng Fan'an from Meng Xun's hands, nodded to Meng Xun and said: "Mr. Xun, don't worry, Wen
Xuan knows it well."
Seeing Mu Wenxuan's expression changed and his tone became calmer, Meng Xun was stunned for a moment before nodding with satisfaction and said: "Let's go, you have to follow me. There are cracks in the space along the way. If you are not careful,
You might die."
When Mu Wenxuan heard this, he gasped, and immediately did not dare to be careless. He followed Meng Xun closely, walking along the periphery of Meng's house and heading inside.
About half an hour later, the two entered the Meng family's cabinet.
This Mengjia, I have to say, is really full of mystery.
As soon as I entered the Mengjia cabinet, the space between heaven and earth was filled with garbled blue space, as bright and dazzling as the stars in the night sky.
In the center of those garbled spaces, there is a golden hall.
This hall is magnificent and majestic. Because it is full of space, when viewed from a distance, it feels like a palace suspended in the sky.
"It's so beautiful!" Looking at the terrifying scenery, Mu Wenxuan couldn't help exclaiming.
"This Meng family cabinet can be said to have been built by generations of the Meng family for thousands of years. It gathers the souls of the Meng family." The same is true for Meng Xun. Although he is a member of the Meng family, every time he stands in the distance and looks out, he looks out.
The majestic building can't help but be amazed.
The two of them jumped towards the golden hall without stopping.
But just as he arrived at the main hall, above Mu Wenxuan's head, he saw a crack in the space emerging. The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and a thousand-year-old black iron cage suddenly fell out of it, trapping him firmly in it.