It's just dawn, Hongqiao Airport!

The huge fuselage slowly approached the airport runway, as if an eagle spread its wings and glided towards its prey.

Shen Meng, dressed in a casual suit, walked to the shiny tiles in the waiting hall, and the handmade leather shoes and tiles in Italy made a crisp sound.

As the third son of the Shen family, he exudes a unique temperament, which is the nobility and pride of the century-old family.

Shen Meng was followed by an old man with gray hair, with a vertical knife mark in his left eye, and the eyeball in the middle of the knife mark was gray-white, with one eye. Next year, he will be over half a hundred, but his physique is as healthy as an ox, wearing loose retro practice clothes and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

"There are still many people in Shanghai, and there are many resources, and they are inexhaustible. Shen Meng looked at the crowded waiting hall, took out a leather wallet from his arms, and said with emotion: "Space magic weapon, tsk, this standard equipment of Baoze is convenient, but unfortunately the core technology is firmly controlled, and our families can't get it." ”

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized bronze tripod from his wallet and sighed lightly at the ding. Wisps of green smoke floated from inside the ding, curling Nana's waft across the waiting hall.

At the Simbak Stall, a young mother sits at a round table with her young son eating dessert with a cup of coffee in front of her and a chocolate cake in front of her child.

When Shen Meng and the old man passed by, the young mother glanced at the young man with a compelling temperament. And the boy who was well-behaved and ate cake suddenly shivered, raised his head, and made a bitter little face: "Mom, I'm so cold." ”

The young mother looked at her son and was taken aback, in the hot summer, the child's face was white, his teeth were creaking, and his arms were cold.

The air conditioner in the departure hall can't freeze people like this.

Shen Meng held the bronze Xiaoding in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, he looked at it carefully for a moment, and sneered: "The modern heir of the Li family, what a real sissy cannon." ”

In the mobile phone screen is Li Xianyu's personal information, which is very detailed, including the address where he lives now.

"Uncle Yuan, do you say that the female battle spirit of the Li family really knows the location of the Pantheon Palace?" Shen Meng closed his mobile phone and frowned: "Come all the way to Shanghai, don't go to the bamboo basket to draw water." ”

The one-eyed old man squinted, "If there is really anyone in this world who knows where the Pantheon Palace is, it is her, and it is precisely because of her that Li Wuxiang has the courage to swallow the treasure alone." It's just that one thing in the world descends another, and the woman's war spirit is not invincible. Today's Buddha head can fight with her. ”

"What about Daozun?" Shen Meng raised his eyebrows.

"Daozun is still a little hot, eighty years ago, the demon Dao disaster in the world, the Dao Gate bore the brunt, in the past, the ten elders of the Dao Sect were all damaged in the hands of the Demon Dao, and the vitality was greatly damaged, and it has not fully recovered. ”

"Eighty years ago, the disaster of the Demon Dao, the Taoist Buddhist Association suffered heavy losses, and the Li Wuxiang incident twenty years ago was the turn of the major families to wither. Tsk, since the end of the Qing Dynasty, there has been some chaos in our bloodline world from time to time, and countless talents have died when they are young, which is a pity. On the other hand, since modern times, there have been many talents, and it is not good to lose the strength of one another...... My grandfather always felt like that. Shen Meng shrugged: "But I think that there are talented people in the country, and they have led the way for hundreds of years." For example, the sword-wielding man of Bao Ze, you say that he is compared to the Buddha's head, so what?"

For this question, the old man thought seriously for a long time: "A few years ago, this person was born, first pressured the geniuses of the major families, the disciples of the Taoist Buddhist Association, and then challenged the older generation of masters. The last time he made a shot, he was still far from the pole, but that was a year ago, and now he is afraid that half a foot has stepped into the pole. The worst is also at the same level as Daozun. ”

"Extreme masters are rare after all, don't pay attention to it, the women's battle spirit was glorious in the past, and today it is just a swimming dragon on the shallows, and there is nothing to be afraid of. But that Ancient God Sect A-level killer, can you deal with Uncle Yuan?"

"Baoze's S-level masters, all of them are extraordinary. The old man didn't dare to say that he was sure of victory, but there was no problem with entanglement for a while. Third Master, your target this time is not the war spirit, but the heir of the Li family, as long as he is arrested, the women's war spirit will naturally be subject to us. But there is one thing that I must remind you more, don't hurt the heirs of the Li family. ”

Shen Meng pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "What's the big deal, an ant-like figure, just relying on the aura of the ancestors." This time the Pantheon Palace is about to be born, and the woman's war spirit itself is difficult to protect, let alone a little milk dog. Among the people who have been staring at this kid all these years, there is not only the Taoist Buddha agreement. ”

The one-eyed old man stopped his steps, looked serious, and said seriously: "Third master, you have to promise me." ”

Shen Meng felt irritable for no reason, "I know, you are not annoyed." ”

He has been the center of the world since he was a child, his elders are pampered, his brothers and sisters love and care, and he is covered by the aura of the third young master of the Shen family, and he is the focus wherever he goes.

For a focal figure like Li Xianyu, he is naturally disgusted.

The two walked to the door of the waiting hall and stopped, Shen Meng turned to look at the hall, his eyes could see things that ordinary people couldn't see. A resentful spirit between the real and the unreal, sucking the essence of the pedestrians in the waiting hall.

Beside the waiter at the information desk in front of him, there was a resentful spirit with deep eye sockets and an obscene appearance, which was a pervert who was obsessed with women after death. He sucked the waiter's essence while teasing the woman's breasts.

Therefore, while the waitress feels cold, she will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and her face will be extremely poor, and it will be almost difficult for her to work.

Another example is the mother and son next to Starbucks, the young mother is desperately rubbing her hands and breathing for the child, talking on the phone, and her face is anxious.

She couldn't see behind her son, a hideous imp sucking the boy's spirit.

Hundreds of ghosts roam in the departure hall, either following pedestrians or lying on their shoulders, sucking the essence of the living like parasites absorbing the nutrients of the host.

"Third master, it's okay, if you don't take it back, you will be noticed by the people of Baoze Group. The one-eyed old man said: "This kind of thing, I will do less in the future." ”

"This leek with fat head and big ears is not cut white, but it is just used to borrow their essence, and it does not harm people's lives, what can Baoze Group do. Shen Meng didn't care.

"After all, it's not our Shen family's territory, Baoze Group is okay, I'm afraid of running into stubble. The one-eyed man said.

Shanghai is not a small city, as a national financial center, its flow of people can be called terrifying, and at the airport, you may meet one or two ruthless people.

Manipulating the yin spirit to suck anger is both arrogant and offensive.

Shen Meng sighed: "I'm refining the soul Ding, I don't know when I will be able to sacrifice to the fullest." This high-grade magic weapon, each one of them is exhausting. By the way, if we catch Li Xianyu, will the women's war spirit really be at our mercy?"

The one-eyed old man nodded: "The only surviving bloodline of the Li family, at least the bloodline she recognizes is just that, she doesn't dare to disobey." ”