She and Mo Chengkong were just here to collect interest from outposts. The people who really hated Wang Rencai were still behind. They came here in advance because they were afraid that those people would kill Wang Meng first... They
Who should I repay my hatred to? Beat the corpse? It seems that the hatred has not reached that level. Then again, will those people leave the whole corpse? Crushing the bones and scattering ashes is not used to scare children.
Wang Meng gave a bitter smile, but he still had to admit what he had to admit, "When it's time to go back, I will go back naturally. As for other things, there are always solutions."
"What can you do? What can you do?" Zhan Yingluoguang feels troublesome just thinking about those people. Wang Meng... what can he do? Think that with the approval of the Artifact Pavilion, he can stop those people? Yang Qi can't help but
He's just a branch president. Even Mo Chengkong can't sell his face, let alone those people?
"That is to say, soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it with earth."
Zhan Yingluo stared at her big round eyes and thought to herself, are you kidding me? It's really not funny at all, "I don't care about you, you can go out."
"Ahem, this seems to be my bed, right? You can get out of bed and go back."
Wang Meng waved his hand, indicating that it was getting late and the game of pretending to be drunk was no longer fun.
Zhan Yingluo was startled, looking at Wang Meng's waving movements, she felt like a little resentful woman who had just been used and then casually abandoned by Wang Meng.
"Why, I can't sleep in your bed? I'm determined to sleep today! You bastard!"
Wang Meng smiled bitterly: "Okay, do whatever you like..."
With that said, he pushed the door open and went out, just in time to find Fatty Bai to get some wine and food to eat. There should be a lot of food left at today's banquet... Zhenren Wang always hates waste. By the way, the core of the bones promised to Lao Ma today has not been distributed yet.
it……
As soon as he opened the door, Wang Meng stopped and looked back.
"What!" Zhan Yingluo shouted instantly like a vigilant little female beast.
"Oh. I just want to tell you that it's time to change the sheets, that's all."
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he laughed and left.
Zhan Yingluo blinked stupidly, then jumped out of bed with a scream!
The sheets need to be changed? Why do they need to be changed? Did Wang Meng do something on them?
What have you done that required you to change the sheets?
Random thoughts suddenly poured into Zhan Yingluo's mind... and her pink face suddenly flushed like blood jade.
Zhan Yingluo did not stay in his mind for too long. Wangcheng was also an opportunity for him. In this plane, the True Essence Beast played a vital role, ranging from the power of the dynasty to personal cultivation.
, and Wangcheng, as the latest place of origin of the True Essence Beast, has a status that is self-evident.
Breaking the situation from top to bottom obviously requires mutual restraint, and now that he has stepped into Wangcheng, with the help of the Bai family, he has already occupied a place in this chaotic situation.
The current situation is much better than the threat of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult back then. Fatty Bai didn't sleep either. This night was an unusual night for the Bai family.
Wang Meng also met Fatty unexpectedly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
There is no doubt that Wang Meng's performance today not only showed his strength, but also his aura.
Fatty Bai has experienced the ups and downs of his family, and his state of mind has also undergone a qualitative change.
"Fat man, are you interested in having a good time?"
The two of them looked into the distance. From the direction of Bai's house, they could see the Taibai Mountains in the distance.
Fatty Bai smiled and said, "It depends on how big it is."
"How is this plane?"
Wang Meng stared at Fatty Bai with burning eyes. Fatty Bai was really surprised for a while, because most people would say Wangcheng, the stronger ones would say Haojing, and the more powerful people would dare to say Dazhou. The most ruthless one might be mainland China, but what Wang Meng said was
The entire plane.
This word is really unfamiliar to ordinary people.
"Boss, I have nothing but courage, you know. I like gambling the most. I lose nine times out of ten, but I'm not afraid of losing. I want this excitement. Life is short, and I, the fat guy, have nothing to lose.
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Fatty Bai placed his bet on Wang Meng. Everything that happened today was very exciting. Walking around Wangcheng looking at people's faces in a daze was not what Fatty Bai wanted.
"I don't seek immortality, but I seek to be vigorous and be one of my own."
Fatty Bai didn’t understand what Wang Meng said, but Wang Meng knew it himself.
Since it was going to be done, it had to be big. Now that the Artifact Pavilion was chosen, Wang Meng had no intention of changing it.
The Bai family's banquet had already spread to every corner of Wangcheng on the second day. Such a big event is really rare.
It’s not that I think there is hope for the revival of the Bai family, but that I feel that the Bai family is completely finished.
In Wangcheng, he offended the Zhe family and the Jiang family at the same time, and even beat up the distinguished guests of the Divine Artifact Pavilion. Isn't this tantamount to committing suicide?
The Bai family finally got a chance to be reborn, but they were ruined by the "dandy" from Haojing.
Now even ordinary people in Wangcheng know that Wang Meng is just a facade and is already an abandoned son.
There is no shortage of arrogant and domineering temper.
Regarding this kind of rumor, Wang Meng himself couldn't laugh or cry, and he was also helpless when Zhan Yingluo told him vividly.
"Miss Zhan, when do you plan to set off?"
Zhan Yingluo slept soundly last night. She never thought that one day she would be like this, but she was surprisingly relieved.
"When did I say that I was leaving? This time I came to represent the Soul Controlling Association to participate in the Five Elements Divine Beast Festival. You know my status is valuable!" Zhan Yingluo said with a proud smile.
Wang Meng shrugged, "Fat Bai, did you hear that? You serve the bellicose eldest lady. She controls the fate of the Bai family."
"Boss, don't worry, Fairy Zhan is my ancestor, and I will serve you well."
Fatty Bai is a typical scoundrel. Zhan Yingluo really has no way to deal with this kind of guy. Wang Meng had already taken advantage of the opportunity and left quickly. Zhan Yingluo was curious about him, but he really didn't have the time.
The Artifact Pavilion also turned into a mess.
No one expected that Wang Meng would actually beat Mo Chengkong. It was not uncommon for Wang Meng to beat Mo Chengkong. He had a reputation as a playboy, but being able to defeat him would definitely surprise a lot of people.
Guhu Mingxing was also very strange. It would have been enough for Mo Cheng to come empty-handed. The reason why he came was to strengthen the momentum of the Artifact Pavilion. After all, the Spirit Taming Club in Wangcheng was already a little higher.
The three conferences stand on three pillars, but in fact it is a struggle for hegemony between the Soul Controlling Association and the Artifact Pavilion. Although the Alchemy Alliance is powerful, their attack power is not too strong due to the way the alchemists practice, so they have always been neutral. Although
Neutral, but whoever can gain the support of the Alchemy Alliance will break the balance.
This is also the way for the Danxian Alliance to survive.
It was originally a very simple matter, but I didn't expect that such a strange existence as Wang Meng would be added. Guhu Mingxing actually didn't like Wang Meng very much. On the one hand, it was because of the previous rumors, and on the other hand, he was too hot-tempered. Since
If you choose to cooperate with the Artifact Pavilion, you should know how to measure yourself. How can you fight in public so that Mo Chengkong can't get off the stage? And Mo Chengkong is also embarrassed. This time, the Mo family wanted to intervene in Wangcheng, but they fell into a big trap right away.
Guhu Mingxing really didn't believe that Mo Chengkong was not Wang Meng's opponent, and he was probably too careless.
As for the Wangcheng Sacred Artifact Pavilion, the senior brothers from Yang Qi to Pang Hong prefer Wang Meng to Mo Chengkong.
Wang Meng is also from Haojing. Wang Meng is very capable, and to be honest, he is not arrogant. And this Mo Chengkong, with his nose on the top of his head, simply treats Pang Hong and others as servants, so he learned that Mo Chengkong
Chengkong was taught a lesson, and everyone applauded secretly.
The Divine Weapon Pavilion is an open place. In addition to the direct line of weapon refiners trained by the Divine Weapon Pavilion itself, major families and casual cultivators also have their children worshiping in the Divine Weapon Pavilion to practice the art of weapon refining. Keqing is one of them.
, represents a certain status in the Artifact Pavilion. By virtue of his status as guest minister, he can use the resources of the Artifact Pavilion to a limited extent. Of course, it is also equivalent to standing on the side of the Artifact Pavilion, but there are many fewer constraints than the members of the Artifact Pavilion.
"Master Wang!"
Seeing Wang Meng, the deacons and disciples of the Divine Artifact Pavilion all bowed solemnly, not only because of Wang Meng's identity, but also because of his strength, and of course Mo Chengkong's contrast.
However, not everyone likes it. Some masters who have the strength to compete for the position of president of Wangcheng branch have temporarily acquiesced to this matter, but in fact... they are ecstatic. This is an opportunity to take down Yang Qi.
Wang Meng became the guest of the Artifact Pavilion. What else could this be but a secret operation?
After a deacon saluted Wang Meng, he turned around and trotted all the way. After a while, he came to the outside of the forging room dedicated to the master. He pulled the silver ring on the door. A flash of silver flashed, and the message was transmitted to the forging room.
In the room.
"What's up."
A voice came out through the magic circle on the door knocker. This was the master's method of communicating with the outside world when he was in retreat.
"Master, you have told me that if that boy comes, let me report him immediately."
"oh?"
The door opened, and an old man wearing a black robe and a goatee came out, looking arrogant.
In the Wangcheng Artifact Pavilion, Hu Qingsong, known as the "Black Robe Master", is the second-ranked master. Like President Yang Qi, he is a direct master trained by the Artifact Pavilion. Although his level of forging weapons is worse than Yang Qi's
He was a step ahead, but his ability to deal with interpersonal relationships was several times that of Yang Qi. It was just bad luck that Yang Qi occupied the position of president, and he could only be the great elder of the Wangcheng Artifact Pavilion, although the salary was comparable.
Although he is tall, he misses the title of absolute power of the president.
Power... is both wine and poison.
Yang Qi, who came from a humble background, lay on top of his head, making it difficult for him to sleep or eat well. But now, the opportunity appeared.
"Master, what should we do?"
The disciple who came to report the news was a master and apprentice in the Divine Artifact Pavilion, but in fact he was Hu Qingsong's nephew, named Hu Qishi, and was Hu Qingsong's confidant. Whatever matters Hu Qingsong had, he would basically leave it to him.
And Hu Qishi also relied on his uncle, who had a great elder, to make trouble in the Divine Artifact Pavilion, and even showed a somewhat indifferent face to the chief disciple Pang Hong.
Hu Qingsong smiled coldly, "Just wait and see what happens. By the way, where is Yang Qiren?"
"Before dawn, I went out with the people from Haojing. By the way, Master Mo's place..."
"Haosheng is waiting for you. He is our Dongfeng. All accounts are settled in the cabinet, you know."