Xiao Lingyue smiled and skipped by insults, then asked: "You are in Jingzhao Mansion recently. Have you heard of news about Hulang Mountain?"
Meng Wenhao smiled bitterly and said, "No, I still want to ask Miss Chen."
"Is there any clue to Gong Yang Qian's wanted order?"
"Not even." Meng Wenhao shook his head and said bluntly: "After all, I'm from Dongqi. Even if there is really any news, I'm afraid that the people from Jingzhao Mansion will not tell me. I came out with the little wood just to Try your luck, but I didn’t expect to meet you, Miss Shen.”
He looked glad with a look of "I'm so lucky today!"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She always felt that Meng Wenhao's luck was quite amazing.
It looks amazingly unlucky.
But in this bad luck, he had strange good luck.
Every time, you can come here without any danger.
For example, when he was robbed by bandits, all the caravans he led died, and he had nothing to do.
For example, when mining on the mines, and other people who were captured died in batches, he could just meet Xiao Lingyue and Zhan Beihan to investigate the mine veins, and finally successfully escaped with them.
For example, the mine collapses.
Both masters Xiao Lingyue and Zhan Beihan almost died there, with big injuries and minor injuries on their bodies.
But Meng Wenhao, a businessman who has no martial arts skills and is powerless, is still unscathed.
This kind of luck...
This is the first time I have encountered it.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but her eyes darkened, and she thought secretly: Could this guy have any hidden good luck attributes, right?
Failure turns into good luck?
Failure to Cheng Xiang?
Can't die no matter what?
However, before this good luck, he seemed to be really unlucky again.
Every time I am innocently caught up in big trouble.
......Don't be unlucky first, then good luck?
Xiao Lingyue was thinking in her heart.
Suddenly, a series of strong and vigorous drum sounds sounded outside the window.
"Dong!Dong!Dong!"
The sound of drums spreads along the sky and spreads throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.
Many people stopped and looked in surprise.
Xiao Lingyue's face changed, she suddenly stood up, walked to the window and looked into the distance.
Meng Wenhao also hurried over: "What's going on? Who is beating the drum?"
On the main street of the capital below, many people also heard the sound of drums and started to talk.
"Who is beating the drum?"
"Did it come from the city gate?"
"No, it seems that the opposite is true, it came from the palace..."
Beibei walked to the window. He was not tall enough and could only lie on tiptoe on the windowsill. He couldn't see the scene of the street below: "Mom, what happened?"
"This is the sound of the drums of the slaughter."
Xiao Lingyue's expression was calm and she frowned slightly: "The two injustice drums placed in front of the main entrance of the palace are specially set up for ordinary people. If you encounter a huge injustice, anyone can beat the drum and complain to the emperor. shape!"
For some reason, listening to the sound of drums, the nerves in her mind jumped up, and she had an unknown premonition.