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Text Chapter 461 Stepping to the top of the snow mountain

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    No matter what Meng Tong said, he had become an elder-like figure. Naturally, he could hear the gunpowder-like complaining in Meng Lang's tone.

    "Are you still blaming me?" Meng Tong sighed and said, "How much do you know about the situation back then?"

    Meng Lang looked up at Meng Tong and said, "I have found my mother. Do you dare to see her again?"

    Meng Tong was silent for a long time, and then said: "The matter has passed, and I don't want to mention the past things again."

    "I'm just asking you, would you like to meet me once more?" Meng Lang just stared at Meng Tong, never looking away.

    I don¡¯t know why, but Meng Tong seemed to feel guilty, but he didn¡¯t dare to come to see Meng Lang.

    Hei Yaksha looked at all this and said, "Meng Lang, things were very complicated back then. Perhaps your father cannot be blamed for causing all this."

    Meng Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Things have already happened. It doesn't matter who is to blame. Now, I just want my father to see my mother."

    "I won't see her." Meng Tong's expression suddenly became firm.

    "Very good." Meng Lang looked at Meng Tong and said, "I used to do everything possible to find my mother. After I found her, I started to look for you. Now I finally found her. I also saw you sitting at the head of the four elders. I know  You are living a good life, so I am relieved, so I will say goodbye and not disturb your life."

    Seeing that Meng Lang actually said such words, Black Yaksha said anxiously: "Meng Lang, what do you mean?"

    "It's nothing. Before I came to the Dark Flame Organization, I was always worried about my father. Now that I know he is doing well, there is no need for me to stay here anymore." Meng Lang said, "In Yanjing, I can reunite with my mother.  , have a good life together.¡±

    "You can't leave." Meng Tong said: "If you have not become the Flame Lord, then it doesn't matter if you come or leave whenever you want, but now that you have become the Flame Lord, you can't leave so easily.  .¡±

    "I can leave whenever I want. Who can stop me?" Meng Lang said arrogantly.

    "You can leave whenever you want." Meng Tong sneered: "Yes, with your martial arts, no one in the organization can stop you."

    "As long as you understand." Although Meng Lang said this, he felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

    "If I agree to meet your mother, can you take us to Cunzhao Gate to find the Goddess to find out the cause of the old Yan Lord's death?" Meng Tong asked.

    "Of course." Meng Lang replied.

    "Okay, once the cause of Old Yanzhu's death is resolved, I will go with you to Yanjing to see your mother." Meng Tong seemed to have made up his mind.

    Hei Yaksha looked at Meng Tong and sighed deeply. He knew that Meng Tong had made a lot of determination.

    At night, Meng Lang was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. Although he used some tricks to force his father to meet his mother, he probably also knew that there would be no possibility of recovery if the two met again.

    On the contrary, the two seem to be in a hostile force. If they meet, will the situation become worse and worse?

    " Also unable to sleep were Ao Cang and Dongfang Pin.

    The two of them were playing chess quietly in the courtyard belonging to Ao Cang.

    "You lost." General Aocang fired a cannon and directly ate the Dongfang-grade general.

    "Uncle, I deserve to die." Dongfang Pin said, "I failed to take the position of Lord Flame, and I failed in your trust."

    Ao Cang raised his hand and said, "Meng Lang suddenly appeared, and he is Meng Yanluo's biological son. This is something that neither you nor I expected."

    "Why is there this damn Meng Lang everywhere we go?" Dongfang Pin clenched his fists and said viciously.

    "If you want to avoid being entangled with him, then you can only sleep peacefully by watching him die in pain." Ao Cang said calmly: "Besides, that kid doesn't know the heights of the world. Does he really think that his martial arts is invincible? When the time comes,  Go to Cunzhaomen, hehe, he will definitely die."

    "Once Meng Lang dies, the position of Lord Yan will definitely belong to me." Dongfang Pin couldn't help but smile proudly.

    Ao Cang glanced at Dongfang Pin and sneered: "You have to understand that the position of Flame Lord belongs to you, but the entire Dark Flame Organization's forces are all at my disposal. If you dare to go against my will,  I will let you die without a burial place."

    "This is natural." Dongfang Pin quickly smiled respectfully, thinking in his mind, if he entered the secret room and learned a unique magical skill passed down by the previous Flame Lords, would he still be afraid of this mere Ao Cang in the future?

    secondEarly in the morning, as soon as Meng Lang got up, the good boy was already waiting outside Meng Lang's courtyard.

    "When did you come?" Meng Lang rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt that this child was actually quite worried about Lord Yan.

    "You came very early." Shantong said with some dissatisfaction: "In the past generations, the Flame Lord always got up to practice martial arts when the rooster crows. Why did you get up so late when you were three times a day?"

    Meng Lang had a bad habit of sleeping in when he was very young, but being told so bluntly by this kid who looked a generation younger than him, Meng Lang's old face was a little confused as to where to put it.

    "You said it yourself, that was something only the Flame Lords of the past generations could do." Meng Lang said, "Don't you want to know what kind of martial arts I practiced in that secret room?"

    "How do I know?" Shantong said: "Those who have not received the dragon coffin runes cannot see the writing on the wall."

    "This is easy to make up." Meng Lang murmured softly, and smiled at the good boy: "I practiced the sleeping god skill in that secret room."

    "The great skill of the God of Sleep?" Shantong scratched his little head with his hand and thought for a long time before saying: "I have never seen any Flame Lord in the past who knew this martial art."

    "That's because you don't know enough." Meng Lang quickly responded: "You are here so early. Is there something wrong?"

    "Evil Angel and Ao Cang have gathered their troops and are heading to Cunzhao Gate immediately." Good boy replied: "I'm just waiting for you."

    Sure enough, everyone was ready on the high platform. Evil Angel and Ao Cang, as well as Meng Yanluo and Hei Yaksha, the four elders gathered on the high platform. There was an empty seat in the middle, which was obviously reserved for Meng Lang.  .

    Under the leadership of Na Shantong, Meng Lang walked towards the high platform. He stood on the high platform for the first time. Looking at the heads under the high platform, Meng Lang had the illusion that he had been in school before, in front of the whole school.  The feeling of being named and punished by the principal.

    However, his identity seems to be different now. Even if he returns to the previous campus, his identity should be at the principal level.

    "Ahem classmates brothers" Meng Lang coughed and said to the members of the organization below: "We are going to set off today. They say that the Cunzhao Sect is extremely secretive. I am going to do it today.  See for yourself, where is the secret of the Cunzhao Sect? What kind of person is that goddess, who can make the old Yan Lord fascinated?"

    "good."

    Members of all the organizations shouted in unison: "Avenge the old Flame Lord and capture that stinky woman Goddess alive"

    Meng Lang was very satisfied to see the excitement in the crowd. He waved his hand slightly, and the crowd immediately became quiet. This was easier than pressing mute on the remote control.

    "Because the Cunzhao Sect is on the top of the mysterious snow mountain, I can't take all of your brothers there. However, the brothers who stay also bear a very big responsibility on their shoulders." Meng Lang said: "Let's leave, An Yan  The organization does not have a single general, so we need to rely on our brothers to wait for An Yan."

    "I will follow the Flame Lord to the death."

    The crowd began to get excited again. Meng Lang was very satisfied with this scene. He raised his arms and said loudly: "Let's go."

    The path has been arranged by Ao Cang, so Meng Lang and the four elders had a safe journey.

    The group of people traveled for a day and soon arrived at the foot of a huge snow-capped mountain.

    Aocang looked up at the snow-capped mountains not far away and said, "It's very cold up there, so we must take measures to keep warm."

    "Of course you need to take measures to keep warm if your internal strength is not strong enough." The evil angel sneered, "I don't need any measures to keep warm."

    "Since you have deep internal energy and rely on it to protect your body, I won't stop you." After Ao Cang finished speaking, he glanced at Meng Yanluo and Hei Yaksha and said, "What about you?"

    "I don't have that deep inner strength." Black Yaksha chose a thick cotton-padded jacket and put it on. Meng Yanluo also chose one. Seeing this, the evil angel said, "Even I don't need a cotton-padded jacket, so why do you still need it?"  ?¡±

    ¡°What do you mean by this is that you are not as powerful as me?¡± Meng Tong said with a smile.

    "Humph, I didn't say that." The evil angel said, "At least, I don't need a cotton-padded jacket to protect my body."

    "Does Lord Yan need it?" Ao Cang looked at Meng Lang.

    "Of course it's needed." Meng Lang said, "I don't have any internal strength." After saying that, he also picked a cotton-padded jacket and wore it.

    When the evil angel saw this, he wanted to choose a cotton-padded jacket to wear, but if he spoke now, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?

      Immediately he tightened the white shirt he was wearing and said, "Let's go."

    The altitude of the snow mountain is very high, but when we first entered the mountain, there was no snow, and the mountain was not particularly shaking. Even so, Meng Lang felt very tired when he climbed up.

    "I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted." Meng Lang simply found a clean stone and sat down on the spot.

    "Master Yan, we have climbed halfway up the mountain. As long as we persist for a while, we can reach the top of the snow mountain." Ao Cang said, "You can't do anything if you stay here. Besides, the humidity here is very heavy.  It¡¯s very harmful to the human body.¡±

    "No matter what you say, I won't crawl anymore." Meng Lang panted and said, "Let's do this, you crawl for a while first, and I will catch up later, okay?"

    "Is the majestic Flame Lord of Dark Flame actually so helpless?"

    In the woods, a woman-like sneer suddenly sounded.
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