"Xiao Lang, you got a fake to stop those people, could it really be just to accompany us to watch the show?" Zhuge Yan looked at the battle situation in the distance casually, and at the same time intentionally or unintentionally said tentatively.

Meng Lang nodded very honestly: "Well, uncle, you guessed right, I came to you this time, in fact, it was mainly to seek cooperation." ”

"Seeking cooperation?" When Tang Miaoxing heard this, his already not very good-looking face became even more gloomy.

He glanced sideways at Lu Lin, who was silent, and an imperceptible mockery crossed his eyes: "Meng boy, the old man admits that you are very capable, and this group of people under your hands is not slightly weaker than my Tang Sect, but I'm sorry, our Tang Sect just wants to honestly guard our own one-third of an acre and spend a peaceful life, and we have no idea of forming an alliance with anyone." ”

"Old Man Tang misunderstood." Hearing the resistance in the other party's words, Meng smiled and waved his hand gently, but the words that came out of his mouth in the next second were unceremoniously, "The juniors didn't want to surrender their identities to pull the Tang Sect into an alliance, and this time I just wanted to ask the Tang Sect Chief, do you have any good seedlings in your faction that can be sent to the juniors to be a messenger?" ”

Hearing the strange words of yin and yang, Tang Miaoxing was furious, and raised his right hand halberd with exposed green tendons to point at Meng Lang: "Junior, if I heard it right, are you insulting my Tang Sect?" ”

The old man's angry appearance did not affect Meng in the slightest, but he was still that elegant and easy-going, and his voice was gentle and indifferent: "Eh~ Look! Old man Tang, you misunderstood the juniors again, didn't you? The junior definitely didn't have the slightest idea of insulting the Tang Sect, he just ......"

"Just what?" Tang Miaoxing's tone was a little unkind, but as an old Tang Sect, his cultivation still made him patiently ready to listen to what Meng Lang was going to say later.

Meng Lang's eyes signaled Zhuge Yu, who wanted to come over to play the round, to be calm for a while, and then smiled and spread his hands and said: "It's just that the younger generation can only see the golden sign of the Tang Gate, not the generation of the Tang Gate."

With all due respect, as far as I can tell you, none of the new generation under the age of forty in the Tang Sect can be called a qualified 'assassin' - what qualifications does such a Tang Sect have to be on an equal footing with Wuhou and Wudang? ”

Listening to Meng Lang's words, Zhuge Yan was secretly anxious in his heart, but then he thought that although his niece and son-in-law acted unexpectedly, he was by no means an unwise person, so he waited to read the following.

Sure enough, although Meng's words were scathing, Tang Miaoxing surprisingly did not refute it, but after a period of silent thought, he asked, "If Tang Men does things for you, what can you get?" ”

'Smart man! ’

Meng Lang secretly praised in his heart, the Tang Sect deserved to be a famous assassin, and Tang Miaoxing was also worthy of being the head of the Tang Sect, not only would it not affect his judgment because of a little insignificant emotion, but he also saw in an instant that it was he "Meng Lang" who needed the Tang Sect instead of the company.

Thinking of this, Meng Lang slowly stretched out three fingers and said in a deep voice: "Exercises, logistics, and stage." ”

"Oh?" Hearing what Meng said about these three points, the contempt in Tang Miaoxing's eyes disappeared, and he really became a little interested in this young man, "I wonder if Minister Meng can explain one or two in detail?" ”

"Absolutely." Meng Lang still had a Chonghe elegant smile on his face, "But before that, the juniors still have a solo performance that I want to invite the four of them to taste." ”

When Lu Lin heard this, her face was puzzled: "Solo performance? Brother Meng, what do you want to do? ”

"Please also ask Young Master Lu to wait for a while, the performance will begin......" As he spoke, Meng Lang smiled politely at the four guests, and then saw his figure dissipate with the wind like a bubble, and when he reappeared, he was already near a cliff dozens of meters away.

I took out my phone and took a look, only to see that it was clearly displayed that it was 1:22 in the morning.

Staring at the mobile phone screen silently, at the moment when the time jumped from 01:22 to 01:23, Meng Lang suddenly felt a vast and surging inner qi constantly rushing out of his body.

At the same time, the more than 200 "Meng Langs" in room 3104 of the Love Apartment also began to actively self-destruct one by one according to the agreed time, transmitting Qi back to the main body.

Feeling the continuous flow of true qi in his body, Meng Lang did not dare to delay, and concentrated on raising his hand to draw a series of mysterious talismans in the void.

True Qi poured into the Void Talisman like opening a floodgate, one, two...... It wasn't until the sixty-fourth talisman that kept rotating and flying around Meng Lang was drawn that the momentum of the back in the eyes of the four people changed abruptly-

The stars, the bright moon, the peaks, the snow, everything in the world seemed to have lost its color, and the surging waves of red and yellow qi rose from Meng Lang's body, and then surged to the earth under his feet.

"Five Spirit Immortal Arts-Star, Deep, Earth, Move!"

Under the incredulous gaze of the four guests, Meng Lang slowly read out the name of the spell, and although the voice was small, the four of them could hear it clearly.

The coercion like a prison raged wildly in all directions, pushing away the snow within a radius of more than ten meters around Meng Lang's body as if it were a substance, revealing rock formations that had not seen the light of day for thousands of years.

After closing his eyes and searching for a long time, Meng Lang finally selected a suitable size from the cosmic dust that was free from the earth, and then his eyes suddenly opened.

Staring at the location of the camp of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land, the meteorite falling point was anchored, the earthquake core was anchored, Meng Lang pinched the last seal, and the strongest compound immortal technique was officially launched!

'Hmm...... Sure enough, after having the experience of the Pirate World, it was much easier to release this super-large immortal technique. ’

Secretly summing up the lessons in his heart, Meng turned around and walked towards the four audience members behind him, and at the same time secretly turned on the domineering monitoring of the heartbeats of several people:

Zhuge Yan, surprises, heartbeat is the fastest.

Tang Miaoxing was frightened inexplicably, followed by a heartbeat.

Yunlong Dao is long, the monks are not frightened, and the heartbeat is relatively normal, but the iron courage he carries with him seems to have been crushed by him.

Lu Lin, a young man with the best body and a ...... heartbeat How many seconds did it stop?

There is no way, seeing that the imaginary "rival in love" is so powerful, and the last trace of fantasy in his heart has been crushed to pieces, Young Master Lu has completely lost his soul at this time and lost consciousness.

With his back to the blazing meteorite that fell into the distance, Meng Lang stepped on an elegant and easy-going step, with an elegant and easy-going smile, and said his usual elegant and easy-going words in an elegant and easy-going tone: "This is the end of tonight's performance, thank you for your support, you are ugly." ”

As soon as the words fell.

"Boom——! Bang ——! ”

The meteorite landed, and I don't know how many Ah San returned to Brahma's arms in his sleep.

PS: It's not in good shape, I'm going to change it today, sorry.

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