"There is news from the Tai Hospital, it has been determined that the queen is pregnant with a dragon son!

At that time, as soon as the prince was born, the subjects of the Meng State had the backbone. ”

Turning around, Wei Zheng said the good news.

"What? The queen is pregnant with a dragon son?"

Sure enough, after Wei Zheng said it, Su and Fang were so excited that they didn't know what to say.

His Majesty has a son, which is equivalent to having a continuation, and the Meng Kingdom will naturally be passed on for a long time.

"There will be no mistake in the news from the medical immortal Sun Simiao! It's a pity that Your Majesty doesn't know where he's going now! Otherwise, if he learns the news, he will be overjoyed. ”

"In this way, even if Your Majesty doesn't show up, we don't have to worry about the people's hearts anymore!"

"Hmm!"

In this way, Wei, Su, and Fang, the three heads of the Meng Kingdom, talked for a long time, until late at night, when they dispersed.

.......

Separate tables,

Not to mention the big and small things of the Three Realms,

The heavenly realm, the nameless region, this place is full of miasma, and it is difficult to see living beings in a radius of thousands of miles.

At this moment, there were two figures standing in the sky above this miasma swamp.

They are none other than Lu Jian and the Demon Master who have not heard from them for a long time after the fight.

I saw that at this moment, Lu Jian was still a broken broom, the only difference from before was that the broken broom was almost bald, and only a bare rod was left, and his beard was missing.

Looking at the demon master again, the appearance is even more miserable.

He was in rags, with scars all over his body, and a huge scar on his forehead.

In this way, it is clear at a glance who wins and who loses on both sides.

"Lu Pressure, I really didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"

After a moment, the demon master spoke with a bitter expression.

A few months ago, he, like the other monks, thought that Lu Jian was only a senior high, and as for his strength, he was about the same as an ordinary quasi-saint at best.

However, when the real fight started, the demon master Kunpeng realized that he was really wrong.

Lu pressure is not only scary with high seniority, but also scary with high strength. Not only is it almost like an ordinary quasi-saint, it is almost like a saint, and all kinds of treasures emerge in endlessly.

He is the first person under the self-proclaimed saint, and he has always been in a state of parrying.

If he continues to fight, he will surely fall.

"Hide? How can you hide it? It's just that the old man is reluctant to make a move on weekdays!"

The corners of his mouth curled, Lu Press's body moved again, and he killed it with a broom.

"You..... This seat spares you from dying today, and will come back to you to settle accounts with him one day!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the demon master Kunpeng finally relented.

He really doesn't want to fight anymore, and if he continues to fight, there is only a dead end.

Sou!

After leaving a cruel word, the demon master turned around and fled.

"Want to run?"

It's a pity that after Lu Quan's temper came up, he was no longer a cynical old man, and the principle he had always adhered to was that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, which is very similar to Meng Fan.

But if anyone offends me, he will be hunted down to the end.

Rumble!

In this way, the two streamers began to chase one after the other again.

No, there was a loud pop.

I don't know how long it has been, how many places have passed, and finally in front of the Beitian Gate, only Lu Jian is left.

"You actually turned into the body and escaped to the Nether by luck?"

In mid-air, looking at the vast sea of clouds below the North Heavenly Gate, Lu Jian muttered to himself,

"I'm going to spare your life this time, if I meet you next time, I will kill your soul!"

After that, Lu Jian looked left and right, and then he carried the broom and disappeared into Changhong.

.......

In the mortal world, late at night, on the outskirts of Chang'an, a bonfire burned loudly,

Meng Fan had nothing to do, so he simply brought a pot of spirits and roasted a hare by the river, and the food was leisurely.

"It will take at least a few years to complete one hundred and eight experiences, and sanctification is really not a simple matter!"

Raising his head and pouring a sip of wine, Meng Fan shook his head with a wry smile.

Today, he carefully combed through the one hundred and eight experiences, and the requirements in it were varied, and some of them belonged to the kind of things that he couldn't even think of.

"This son, why is he sighing?"

Just as Meng Fan was about to remove the sizzling rabbit meat roasted on the bonfire, a sound of swallowing saliva came from the darkness in the distance.

"Huh?"

Meng Fan was surprised, turned around and looked, only to see a beggar standing not far away.

He holds a broken bowl in his left hand, a cane in his right hand, unkempt, and a palm-sized chick pinned to his waist!

No, not chickens, to be exact, but more like falcons...

But if you look closely, it is a bit similar to the Dapeng bird.

At this time, his eyes were staring directly at the rabbit meat,

I don't want to leave for a moment.

Seeing this, Meng Fan waved his hand and signaled that the beggar could come over and share it together.

"You don't need to pretend, just come over if you want to eat!"

At Meng Fan's level, there will be no distinction between high and low in his eyes, even if Li Tang's emperor is no different from this beggar in his eyes.

"Thank you, Childe! Thank you, Childe!"

Hearing this, the beggar was overjoyed, and immediately came to the fire, and his black dry hand tore off a piece of burnt rabbit meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

Belch!

After a few mouthfuls of rabbit meat, the beggar sighed with great satisfaction, and then glanced at the pot of liquor beside Meng Fan a few times.

"Give!"

The beggar's mind was seen by Meng Fan, and he simply handed over the liquor.

It's a long night, and there is no one on the riverside, so it's good to have someone to talk to.

"Thank you, Childe!"

Seeing Meng Fan's promise, he didn't care about anything, the beggar grabbed the wine jug and poured it with his head up.

Gollum!

I didn't stop until my face was flushed with drink.

"Good wine! Good meat! It is also a great luck in life to be able to meet Gongzi on the outskirts of Chang'an City late at night!"

Rubbing a handful of grease stains from the corners of his mouth, the beggar spoke.

"By the way, Childe, seeing that you look beautiful and dress decently, why didn't you go back to the mansion late at night and stay by the river?"

The beggar voiced the question in his heart.

"Back to the mansion? When I first came to Chang'an, I was a student who planned to take the township examination! I didn't have a mansion in Chang'an, but I had no silver taels in my hand, so I could only spend the night here. ”

Shaking his head slightly, Meng Fan spoke.

"Oh, it turns out that Childe is a student who is going to take the township exam! No wonder..... That old decay I was just excited for a while, and ate the meat of my son, how can this be good?"

Meng Fan said casually that if he really wanted to spend the night in the city, he would definitely be staying at the last inn in Chang'an City at this moment.

Even if you buy a mansion directly, it's not a problem.

Unexpectedly, the beggar took it seriously at this moment.

"No, anyway, I ate something in the city later today, and I'm not very hungry!"

Seeing that he was misunderstood, Meng Fan hurriedly waved his hand and signaled the beggar not to think too much.

"This.... Childe, I'm really sorry to eat your rabbit meat!"

Rubbing his hands together in embarrassment, the beggar looked left and right, and finally set his eyes on the little chick at his waist.