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Chapter 475

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    Meng Qi was dazed for a while, showing a wry smile, shook his head, and returned to his normal state. Since he may have to face it, there is no need to hurt the spring and sorrow and deliberately avoid it. This is not the mentality of the strong.

    He withdrew his thoughts and walked to the central beam of light. Because he didn't know what the mission was, and he didn't have any companions by his side, it was difficult to buy secret treasures together. Therefore, he only spent 500 good deeds to make up a Great Return Pill, and the remaining 110  .

    Sitting quietly for a while, Meng Qi disappeared into the Samsara Square.

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    ? In July, there is fire and the autumn wind is coming. The heat is still lingering during the day, but the night is much cooler.

    As the capital of the Jin Dynasty, the most famous city in the world, the gods are divided into five layers, the inner and outer, the core is the palace city, the second is the imperial city, and the outer is the inner city, the outer city, and the city built along the two sides of the canal  Houses, if you look down from a height, they are row upon row, each square and city intertwined according to some indescribable law, circle after circle, and finally converge in the imperial city.

    Such a magnificent and magnificent city naturally has enough crowds to match it. Even if it is not a market day, the streets are crowded with people, one after another, and there are always people resting their feet under the street trees to escape the heat.

    Compared with other cities in Jiangdong, although the clothes of the people in Shendu are not obviously superior, there are still some people in ragged clothes, but their energy and spirit are better than those in Jiangdong.

    Prince Wei's Mansion is located in Duozi Lane near the imperial city, with less traffic and horses, it is not as lively as other princes' places. The alleys are mostly planted with phoenix trees, and the road is shaded by trees, making it quite quiet.

    "My lord, where are we going?" Hu Dou, an eunuch with very light eyebrows, lowered his shrill voice, and asked the master in front of him who had changed into ordinary people's clothes, Wei Wang Zhao Heng.

    Ever since he received a strange note in the afternoon, his master seemed restless, then avoided the crowd, and sneaked out of the mansion with himself.

    Although Zhao Heng was wearing a green dress and a small hat, he was still unflappable. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the bright sunshine: "You will find out after a while."

    With a calm tone and inner majesty, Hu Dou immediately silenced and should not ask any more questions.

    Although his prince is always approachable and unrestrained in his words and smiles, but when he really loses his face, he can still let people know what it means to be a son of a dragon and a grandson of a phoenix, and what is majesty and nature.

    This is the palace of the emperor Hu Dou thought endlessly.

    After leaving Duozi Alley, the two walked in silence until they reached the edge of the inner city, where dragons and snakes mixed together.

    Hu Dou lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, no longer his usual high-profile, and ordered Xiao Er to pack up a wine table and wait for the prince to sit down.

    "My lord, are we waiting for someone here?" He asked for a clean towel, and wiped the tabletop by himself, looking disgusted with the oiliness before.

    Zhao Heng didn't speak. He looked around and saw people of all kinds, and there was a commotion everywhere.

    "The latest list of people is here!" There was a sudden commotion outside.

    A scholar, like a star holding the moon, walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor under the gaze of everyone, and then opened the white paper in his hand, ready to post it on it.

    "This group of earth leopards already knew what they should know about the change in the list" Hu Dou looked around contemptuously.

    People nearby have already discussed it, and a person holding a folding fan shook his head and asked his friends: "How long do you think the wolf king's madness will last?"

    It is a characteristic of Shendu to use the word "you" for acquaintances or friends, which is very polite and polite.

    "People of insight in Beijing think that the wolf king is about to break through, and I'm afraid he will be promoted if he kills another half step." The man with the long sword on the table said confidently.

    This feeling that all the heroes of the world are "under control" made him intoxicated.

    The corners of Hu Dou's mouth curled up in a half-smile.

    Crash, the white paper hangs down, revealing the black characters.

    "Hey, the number one is really not the wolf king!" the person holding the folding fan yelled.

    The man with the long sword in front of him nodded reservedly, and turned his gaze to the white paper, only to see that the number one on the list was Su Meng, the Mad Saber.

    He glanced down, his eyes suddenly froze.

    The introduction of Crazy Saber Su Meng is not much different from before, but the record column is much less, only a short line:

    "Kill the Wolf King in Bayan, Prairie."

    Killing the Wolf King in Bayan of the Grassland Killing the Wolf Kinghe repeated it like a dream, unable to believe what he saw.

    The sound of sucking air can be heard everywhere in the restaurant, and the more and more quietness seems to be frozen.

    "This, is this impossible?"

    "The mighty wolf king was killed?"

    "Crazy??, the battle of the royal family, the general situation of the world, is too tiring and heavy.  "

    He felt that the mission of God's Capital this time might be involved in this, so he has been feeling quite stressed and depressed during this period of time.

    Meng Qi cast him a glance: "You really are willing to be rich and famous, to be a prince surrounded by beauties? You may become a prince in the future, and you will be on the Ninth Five-Year Plan"

    Zhao Heng shook his head, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down next to Meng Qi in such an inconspicuous manner: "Only outsiders would envy me. If there is a chance, I would rather exchange with you. You will be the prince, and I will be an idler in the wild.  Hero."

    Meng Qi turned around and looked at Zhao Heng with puffy eyes, "Really?"

    "What?" Zhao Heng was stunned.

    "It's a real swap, hahahaha, I've long wanted to be a prince, to enjoy the power, rich food, and beauties!" Meng Qi laughed loudly, with a serious face, "I will  Eighty-nine, I promise to become exactly like you, no one will be able to tell!"

    Zhao Heng didn't expect Meng Qi to hit a snake with a stick, and he was at a loss and at a loss, so he subconsciously said, "I'm just joking."

    "I knew it, you wouldn't be willing to give up these things." Meng Qi lay down again, leaning against the broken wall, feeling sluggish.

    Zhao Heng was a little sluggish, and thought to himself, Xiaomeng really did what they said, some intermittent brain twitch

    However, being interrupted by Meng Qi, his previously depressed mood eased a lot. He shook his head with a smile, stood up, flicked his clothes, and prepared to leave.

    "How is it? Are you feeling better?" At this moment, Meng Qi, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly spoke

    Zhao Heng was stunned, and looked back at Meng Qi, only to see his head was hazy under the shadow of the broken wall, only the mouth and jaw biting the grass stalk were the most clear, with a layer of faint blue beard stubble on it.

    "You" Zhao Heng was suddenly moved.

    Meng Qi still looked up at Bishu: "If you feel better, help me check two people."

    "One is Yang Wuliang, half-step exterior scene, he should have joined King Jin."

    This is the mission of Xianji's God City, to avenge Yang Wuliang's father-killing for a certain reserve member.

    Zhao Heng nodded slightly: "What else?"

    "Gu Changqing" Meng Qi sighed slightly.

    ? In just over three years, this name has become so unfamiliar, how many people have changed over the years (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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