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According to the agreed date, Meng Qi came to Jiangdong Building again.
Duanmu Bei led him into the previous room, and then calmly boiled water and made tea, while Meng Qi was not in a hurry. He sat on the chair opposite, gently rubbing the armrest, with a very leisurely appearance, and didn't ask anything about the stove.
The two were competing patiently. It seemed that the one who spoke first would lose his composure and become anxious, and would be at a disadvantage in the pending transaction.
The mist curled up, and the fragrance of tea dispersed. Duanmubei was holding a small pot, and slowly poured the green liquid into the teacup in front of him. With a flick of his smile, the teacup flew towards Meng Qi: "The water is as green as bamboo, The buds are like miniature leaves, drink it to clear your mind and calm your mind."
? Meng Qi stretched out his right hand, and the teacup fell into his palm without any ripple.
"Good tea! It's bitter in the mouth and sweet in the aftertaste. It's a real tea gentleman." Meng Qi blew a breath, implying true energy, moving the world to check the toxicity, then took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it, and after a long time he opened his mouth to praise, Still don't mention the furnace.
Duanmubei sighed: "I thought that you have been living in a dense state for nearly twenty years, and you would become eager to improve and break through everything, but I didn't know that you are really like an old monk for many years. Hold your breath."
He couldn't bear it anymore and got to the point.
"Sowing secrets is difficult and dangerous, and you can't see far away. Sometimes in order to get something, you often have to wait for a few days, or even a few months, without moving at the same place. You have experienced a lot, and you will be patient." Meng Qi patted the handrail with a helpless expression. Wave.
This is the tempering of patience and will when killing the wolf king. What does it have to do with the old monk?
Duanmubei suddenly said: "It turns out that this is the case. The old man has never been to broadcast secrets, and it is inevitable that he will be biased when he hears other people's rumors."
After a pause, he said with a chuckle: "As for the matter of the cauldron, the old man has already asked the owner, and she said that she wants a lot of things, and it is troublesome to communicate. If you are sincere, you can have a face-to-face meeting."
He didn't talk about the furnace at all, he just spread the word, so even if he spoke first, he wouldn't really be at a disadvantage. How could he be at a disadvantage if there was nothing?
It's really an old fox, just now he was just pretending to test Meng Qi's truth!
After cursing a few times, Meng Qi's expression remained unchanged, and the feeling was still unfathomable:
"It would be best if we could have a face-to-face meeting."
This is in line with his real purpose, things are going smoothly than expected, and the reputation of the poisonous hand devil is quite useful!
Duanmubei was a little disappointed that Meng Qi did not show any mood swings, so he settled down and said, "Three days later, a few leftist powerhouses will meet and trade at the Huoshao Lake in Hongfeng Mountain. She will also go, and the old man will take you there."
Hongfeng Mountain is located in a county under Yingcheng. It has beautiful scenery and is famous for its maple trees. When autumn is high, the forests are all dyed, and the lake water is red, like a fire. It is so beautiful that it attracts many tourists, but it is still spring. , it has not yet come to the season when it will show its beauty and enchantment, the deserted places, the singing of birds and the secluded mountains are just suitable for the meeting of heretics.
"Okay." The old god Meng Qi was there, and he nodded in agreement, making Duanmu Bei Zaisheng unable to figure out the depth of his feelings.
He doesn't even care about how many heretical powerhouses there are? Are you that confident in yourself?
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? Burning the lakeside, inside Ci'an Temple.
In a Buddhist hall, there are more than ten futons, most of them are sitting cross-legged, the one on top is a fat monk, his breathing is full of fat and undulating, like layers of waves, his eyes are kind and wrinkled Deep, hands interlaced up and down, placed flat in front of the body, covered with red cassock, just like the abbot of Ci'an Temple "Anfa".
On the futon on his left, sat a white-clothed gentleman, in his thirties, with a white face and beardless, handsome appearance, his breath was like a deep ancient well, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and there was a strange feeling, as if he could win the soul, let him Most of the people here dare not look directly.
On the futon on the right side of the abbot of Ci'an Temple, there is a middle-aged woman with no wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She is more mature than her youthful beauty. Although she is not too beautiful, her eyes always make people shake and dream. .
The rest of the people are unique in their own way, and "Zhaoyingmen" Shen Yue is also among them.
"You said that the poisonous hand has released the broadcast secret and reappeared in the world?" The white-clothed scholar's eyes are still half-opened and half-closed.
Shen Yue nodded respectfully: "Yes, Senior Chasing Soul has perfect eyesight, and this junior dare not lie."
This white-clothed gentleman is none other than Mo Tiange, the soul-chasing devil. Hearing this, he revealed a gloomy smile: "Old friends for many years, it's really a joy to meet in Jiangzuo when the flowers bloom."
?The former heretics frowned one after another. The Demon King of Poisonous Hands has come back out of the arena. Isn't he afraid of being chased and killed by Luo Jiao, Mie Tianmen and the Beggar Gang?
What is his strength now? Is there still the strength that pointed directly at the black list?
"Broadcasting is very??Indifferent and without waves, it looks very special.
Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Everything is good, I am very satisfied, it will be of great use."
Having said that, he looked around at Linghu Tao, Soul Chaser Mojun, Duanmu Bei and the others, and said in a magnetic voice, "Although the beauty is attractive, but the things you use, why bother to lose your composure? Mr. Linghu is old and indulges in Enjoy, it is still understandable, do you have lost your ambition to chase the soul?"
The words he said fell into the ears of all heretic demons. Apart from anger, there was also an inexplicable sense of fear. In the eyes of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord, such beauty is nothing more than "things to be used", and there is no emotional fluctuation. Seriously. Cool yourself!
Except for himself, no matter how beautiful and attractive other things are, they are only "used" in his eyes? When it's useless, just destroy it?
Compared with demons chasing desires such as killing, this is the real devil!
The vicissitudes of the temples, the elegant and restrained temperament all set off this feeling more and more!
Before Linghutao and Soul Chaser could speak, Mrs. Baihua smiled coquettishly: "Mr. Poison Hand is really extraordinary, but my daughter has always been precious and used to shop around. I wonder who here is interested?"
The Soul Chaser Demon Lord immediately looked at Meng Qi, with old and new grudges welling up in his heart.
This is a forcible test of strength Meng Qi sighed, his expression remained unchanged, and he still sat upright. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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