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Wang Meng drank a glass. The wine was good and the person was interesting. "I don't think you look like a veteran."
Fatty Bai paused with his chopsticks for a moment, then a bright smile broke out on his chubby face, "Young Master Wang is a bit unworthy of his name."
Wang Meng blinked, "Don't we all have little secrets in our lives?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, "Drink, drink, until you are drunk you will not come back."
The two of them listened to the music as if no one else was watching, and had a great time drinking. The performance on the stage was indeed good, and the wine and meat passed through their intestines. Wang Meng's practice has always been free and easy, and he does not stick to trivial matters.
A monk with the same level of cultivation would have gone berserk or unable to adapt to such a thing, but Wang Meng quickly integrated into it.
This kind of tyrannical adaptability is truly terrifying.
No matter what the will of heaven is, Wang Meng can't be affected, and he can always find something to enjoy.
What's more, for Wang Meng, it is at best a test.
The fat man seemed to be having trouble with himself. He drank a lot of wine one after another, and then kept talking about it. The Bai family was also a relatively old family in Wangcheng, but it had declined over the years, especially when the head of the family was robbed during another business trip.
The killing directly led to the decline of the Bai family, and the rise of the Kun family also intensified this.
The fat man was originally a lazy person, and now he had to take care of the family affairs, but he was unable to reverse the Bai family's predicament. The servants left and were dismissed.
Sometimes Wang Meng is a good listener. Everyone's life is an experience, a kind of experience. It's hard to say what effect it has on spiritual practice.
When Fatty Bai saw Wang Meng, he just felt that both of them were quite pitiful. One was abandoned by his family, and the other was about to lose his family.
It felt like he had fallen into the world at the same time. After chatting for a while, he found that Wang Meng was different from the legendary arrogant, arrogant and useless person. I am afraid he was also a "sad person". I heard that he also had several extraordinary brothers and sisters. This Wang Meng was probably
There are also stories. These days, some of the rumors are true. The bigger the family, the more messy things happen.
After drinking, the fat man started talking nonchalantly, and asked Wang Meng from time to time. Drinking makes me feel even more depressed.
Wang Meng has nothing to worry about. Wang Rencai is not unjust at all. Wang Meng has never been worried about the difficulties encountered in practice. This is a state. After being trapped in the Xiaoqian Realm for more than thirty years, the strongest person finally
Master Wang is very patient when it comes to his ascension, and he just smiled up at the sky when he learned the method.
The performance on stage was so exciting that the fat man in the audience burst into tears.
There was a very handsome young man in the corner, looking at Wang Meng and Fatty Bai, and couldn't help but chuckle. The two grown men came to Tianxiang Tower to chat.
They were here to chat, but others were not. Especially the fat man's crying and crying disturbed the interest of others. In fact, the fat man's voice was not loud, but some people couldn't stand it.
"You're such a fat man, you cry like a baby. Why don't you come to Tianxiang Tower to lick your head?"
Everyone burst into laughter.
The fat man raised his head and looked at the other person coldly, "I admit that I am very short. But if you want to laugh at me, I will chop off your head to close the gap between us!"
The monk at the table next to him stood up. Judging from his clothes, he also came to Wangcheng to do business with the True Essence Beast. This kind of person has always been tough.
"Hey, the guy looking for death is here, brothers, let his whole family die!"
The fat man stood up like an angry bull, "My whole family is dead!"
After saying that, he rushed towards him, and Tianxiang Tower suddenly became a mess. It was hard to tell that Fatty Bai actually had the strength of the fifth level of Xuanlun Realm. However, there were many people on the other side, and his strength was not weak. The key was that Fatty was drunk and had no idea.
, he was quickly knocked to the ground and held down tightly.
"Damn fat man, it's no longer interesting for you to live alone. I will send you back to the west!"
As he spoke, he slashed with his sword, but the sword was blocked.
Wang Meng's hand was holding the tip of the sword, "It's a trivial matter for a man to get into a fight when he's drunk, so why kill someone?"
"What kind of onion are you? Let's destroy them together!"
Seeing that Wang Meng's true energy was very weak and the monks didn't take him seriously, Wang Meng regretted giving away the rabbit, otherwise he could use it anyway.
After a rough fight, Wang Zhenren used his fighting skills. It was really a fierce battle. Fatty Bai showed great power with helpers. He may have been beaten to wake up. He was strong after all. Soon several monks were leveled.
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The two of them were walking on the street arm in arm. In a sign of male friendship, they had done two things together.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, the key is to have fun. Even Wang Meng can vent some of Fatty Bai's depression.
When they reached the intersection, the two of them separated unsteadily, but Wang Meng finally gained a friend in Wangcheng.
Looking at Wang Meng's back, the surprise in the handsome young man's eyes became even stronger, but he was also a little regretful. It seemed that the rumors were both false and true. It was not as lustful as imagined, but the Five Elements Waste Body was true.
It's a pity that whether it's a spirit master or a weapon refiner, if you want to reach the top level, you must be a master. Strong true energy is a must. No matter how talented Wang Meng is, he can't reach the peak, which directly kills his potential.
However, Mu He Xiaoyu still had the scene in Mu He Xiaoyu's mind where Wang Meng grabbed the sword with one hand, leaving blood drop by drop, and Wang Meng's expression was indeed so calm and domineering.
Indeed, it was like there was no pain, which was not something a young man could have at all, but rather like a battle-hardened king.
What a strange person.
When he returned to Jiang's house, it was getting late, but Wang Meng still felt that others looked at him differently.
But Wang Meng ignored it and returned to his house to figure out how to live in the future.
The Jiang family's situation was obviously not suitable for him to continue to stay, and the original fate was not very suitable for Wang Meng. He found a way to borrow spirits, and it was time to leave.
If there is anyone who has some affection for the Jiang family, it is Wan'er, but for Wan'er, it would be better to stay with the Jiang family.
A chaotic fight actually had no rules at all, and Wang Meng didn't use any rules at all. This was another kind of battle, and both sides were just venting. The man needed to find some way to make himself normal.
The bleeding has stopped, and Wang Meng's adjustments during this period are still very effective.
If he wants to leave, Wang Meng needs to find a job. It is not enough to stump the hero for a penny and just sit back and have nothing.
Fortunately, Wang Meng still has some skills. Both the Artifact Pavilion and the Spirit Controlling Association should be recruiting people, and he can also learn more about this plane.
When in a native place, do as the Romans do, Wang Meng understands.
After practicing the exercises, Wang Meng fell asleep very happily.
But there is no doubt that Jiang Biyao's birthday party was not perfect. It should have been perfect, but Wang Meng came out to disrupt the situation. Can the already cooked salted fish turn into a duck and fly?
It makes so much sense when applied to Wang Rencai and now Wang Meng.
How did this loser from Haojing suddenly become a genius?
Insiders are dubious, even a little confused, who is behind this?
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