Chapter 78: The Little Fox and the Big Tiger
"What do you mean by this, good boy?" Mengyan's beautiful eyes were cold, and the strange fluctuations were even worse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zhang Hongjun smiled slightly, and said: "Miss Mengyan is angry, the sons are all your admirers, don't ruin your image." ā
Mengyan closed her lips tightly, her breathing was short, and she stared at Zhang Hongjun tightly, until a moment later, before she relaxed, and the smile on her face appeared again.
"It's so fast to change faces!" Zhang Hongjun teased in a low voice.
Mengyan took a deep breath and said coquettishly: "What a good son, he deserves to be a talented scholar, and the three points were all said by the son." ā
Wow!
"There are really flaws in the song of Dream Smoke."
"There's a flaw, but why can't I hear it?"
"There are flaws, but these flaws are remarkable."
"What do you mean?"
"If you say it's a flaw, it's a flaw, and if it's not a flaw, it's not a flaw."
"I see, the good boy is worthy of being a great talent, and only he can find this flaw."
The sons were shocked and convinced, only Zhou Shanli and Yu Mengxian stood without speaking, the former's face was gloomy as water, very ugly.
"What a young man, he is very talented." Wu Chengen shouted, looking excited.
"A good boy deserves to be a talented learner." Che Budong and the diner were also amazed, just now, their hearts jumped to their throats, and now they returned to their stomachs.
"Princess, what will this third point be?" Yahuan asked Princess Ningxiang.
Princess Ning Xiang stared at Zhang Hongjun and shook her head slightly: "I don't know, it's too far away from here, I didn't hear it clearly." ā
Ji Xiaonan frowned slightly, he was very close, but he didn't hear what they said, he looked at the middle-aged man, who nodded slightly, attached it to his ear, and said a few words softly, Ji Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, and then showed a knowing smile.
"The dream smoke song is flawed, but fortunately I have the guidance of my son." Miss Mengyan spoke again and said, "So, please let the young man enter the backyard, and the dream smoke will ask the young man for advice." ā
"Wow! Guests of the curtain. ā
"No, no, my dream smoke!"
"Oops, I don't want to live anymore, my dream smoke!"
Many sons shouted exaggeratedly.
"Good boy, come on!" Wu Chengen is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
Princess Ningxiang in the remote corner frowned, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip gently, her face was indifferent, and she couldn't see her expression.
Ji Xiaonan just glanced at Zhang Hongjun lightly, and also picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, the corners of his mouth tugged, and he smiled lightly.
"Backyard?!"
Zhang Hongjun glanced in that direction, at this time there was already a Yahuan coming to lead the way, Zhang Hongjun could not shirk, and walked to the backyard with Yahuan.
The backyard is not in the Cuixiang Building, but far away, Zhang Hongjun followed Yahuan through the Jiuqu Corridor, into a garden, and through a large fish pond, and then to the so-called backyard.
"Childe, please take a seat, Miss will be here later."
Entering a palatial room, the maid poured a cup of tea for Zhang Hongjun and retreated to the door, leaving Zhang Hongjun alone.
Zhang Hongjun looked left and right, the room was very large, and the decoration was very luxurious, but judging from the pattern, it should be a woman's boudoir, Zhang Hongjun was stunned, could this be Mengyan's room.
It didn't take long for the door to open, and the dream smoke came.
"Childe has been waiting for a long time." Mengyan walked into Zhang Hongjun, a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water, flashing with mysterious power, staring at him tightly, and asked, "Should Mengyan be called a good son, or Zhang Gongzi?" ā
Zhang Hongjun: "Is there a difference?" ā
Mengyan: "Naturally, there is a difference. ā
Zhang Hongjun: "What's the difference?" ā
Mengyan: "The good boy is talking about poetry and learning." ā
Zhang Hongjun asked: "What if it is Zhang Gongzi?" ā
Meng Yan said: "If it is Zhang Gongzi, then there are many things to talk about." ā
Zhang Hongjun: "For example? ā
"For example, Zhang Gongzi is a popular man of the common king, and he has cultivated to a profound powerhouse."
Mengyan smiled faintly and said, "In the ghost of the sorrow, the design repels the three killers, and kills all the enemies in the ten miles of woods outside the capital city. ā
Speaking of the first few things, Zhang Hongjun was not moved, but when he said the last thing, Zhang Hongjun's eyes were like torches, and he suddenly looked at the woman, and asked in a cold voice: "How do you know?" ā
This happened in the middle of the night, all the killers have been eliminated, he carefully checked the scene, and felt that there was no omission, but the woman knew, this was very abnormal, but after thinking about it, she was relieved, the woman was the person of King Ming, and this matter was done by King Ming, and it was not surprising that she knew.
Zhang Hongjun's face changed, completely falling into the woman's eyes, she was slightly stunned, and asked, "Just now you were very curious about why I knew, but then how did you feel that you didn't care?" ā
Zhang Hongjun smiled indifferently and said, "You are King Ming's person, you can know what is strange about King Ming." ā
"He is worthy of being a good boy with outstanding learning, and his logic is very close."
Mengyan nodded, twisted her small waist, approached Zhang Hongjun, and asked, "Then think about it again, why did I ask you to come here?" ā
"Why?" Zhang Hongjun asked.
"Because ......" Mengyan suddenly looked cold, and a strange fluctuation gushed out from his body, not the kind of slow release before, but quickly gushing out, very rich, very strong, and instantly engulfed Zhang Hongjun, Zhang Hongjun's figure disappeared into the black mist, trapped by a black mist made of strange energy.
In the black fog, Zhang Hongjun ran the Nine Dragons Soul Alchemy, using his soul power to protect his whole body and block the dense fog.
Zhang Hongjun frowned, the black mist is very special, it has no lethality, but it can affect people's minds, Zhang Hongjun accidentally inhaled a trace of black mist, and almost lost himself, but fortunately, he ran the Nine Dragons Soul Alchemy in time to force the black mist away.
"I really didn't expect you to be so tough, it was too much for me to expect."
Suddenly, a voice came from the black mist, it was the sound of Dream Smoke.
"You're trying to kill me here?" Zhang Hongjun asked.
"No, I'm not going to kill you, but I want to know the secrets of your heart."
Mengyan replied.
Zhang Hongjun sneered: "It's not that you don't want to kill me, but you can't kill me, because you practice the art of charm, which can only confuse everyone, but the lethality is very weak." ā
"That's why." After a slight pause, Mengyan replied, and then said: "The main thing is that you are too mysterious and do things unexpectedly, but you can succeed repeatedly. ā
"Why?"
"King Ming's advisers once analyzed the case of ghost sorrow, they can't understand how you know that there are blocking soldiers in front and chasing soldiers in the back, can Gongzi tell Mengyan what is going on?"
Zhang Hongjun replied coldly: "No." ā
Mengyan sighed lightly: "So you are very mysterious, and the strategists guessed that either you used some kind of secret technique, or there was another master to help." ā
Zhang Hongjun: "Whatever you guess. ā
"The strategists can guess, but Mengyan doesn't want to guess, Mengyan just wants to know the secret." Mengyan sighed and said, "Aren't you curious, maybe this is Mengyan's occupational disease." ā
Zhang Hongjun: "You are too curious, it is said that curious people often die quickly, Miss Mengyan should be careful." ā
"Thank you Childe for reminding me, Mengyan will keep it in mind." Mengyan replied solemnly.
"Actually, there's no secret, it's basically like that, why don't you let me go."
Zhang Hongjun resisted the black fog, the black fog was very difficult to entangle, it could only be blocked, but it could not be eliminated, which was annoying.
"No, I don't know all the information in Childe's mind, Mengyan won't give up." Mengyan shook her head.
Zhang Hongjun sneered and said disdainfully: "With these black fogs, how can they enter my mind." ā
"Mengyan used this method to trap many people, almost no one can resist, only you, Childe, you are very strong, so Mengyan is a little helpless." Dream smoke said sadly.
"Since there is nothing to be done, why don't you let me go, my son doesn't count the previous suspicions, how about this matter be revealed?"
Zhang Hongjun's roundabout plan.
"No, Mengyan must know the secret in Childe's heart, otherwise he won't be able to sleep at night."
Mengyan said softly, and then closed her eyes, and suddenly, a small thing came out of her body, it was a little fox, only the size of a palm, the whole body was snow-white, and the big black eyes were very cute.
Dream smoke conjured up her body, which belonged to the soul state, but she didn't expect her body to be a fox spirit.
The little fox rushed into the black mist, appeared above Zhang Hongjun's head, and burrowed into his head with a whoosh.
"Stop, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Hongjun felt bad, there was an extra little fox in his mind, and this little fox was trying to dig into his mind, trying to get the memories in his mind.
The little fox was digging very fast, and it was already close to the memory area, Zhang Hongjun didn't dare to slack off, and conjured up a tiger shape in his mind, casting the beast roar in the Five Tigers Alchemy Technique.
Roar!
A loud roar, like earth-shattering thunder.
The body of Mengyan instantly fell into a trance, staggering, and couldn't stand steadily, Zhang Hongjun's illusionary tiger shape grabbed it, and he opened his mouth to swallow it, but after thinking about it, he stopped, feeling a little disgusting.
"You let go of me, let go of me!" Mengyan woke up a little and saw that he was caught by a tiger and kept struggling.
"Don't you want to dig into my mind, let me dig you up today."
Zhang Hongjun sneered, the tiger opened his big mouth, revealing his white teeth, and a lot of saliva dripped on the little fox's face, which frightened the little fox's expression.
"Let go of me, I'll remove the black fog immediately, and we'll get together." Dream smoke begs for mercy.
"Hmph, just now I wanted to reconcile with you, but you ignored it, and now you beg me, how can I do what you want." Zhang Hongjun kept sneering, the white teeth exposed in the shape of the tiger flashed with terrifying saliva, a tiger claw grabbed the little fox, rubbed its body hard, flattened it and then pulled it away, stretched and kneaded it short, in short, it was like playing with a mess of mud.
"Don't rub it anymore, it's killing the little fox, tiger, let me go, I'll give you whatever you want." The little fox snorted and cried, very sad.
"In that case, let's disperse the black fog first." Zhang Hongjun ordered.
"I have to go back to my body to get the black fog back." The little fox wanted to bargain, but Zhang Hongjun didn't talk to it, and the huge tiger claws continued to rub it.
"It hurts, don't rub it, I'll take the black mist away immediately."
The little fox cried, crying very sadly, and as soon as it beckoned, the black mist slowly dispersed and entered the humanoid body.