In the night sky, there is no starlight in sight, and the evening breeze is coming, and there is already a trace of coldness.

Winter is coming.

It is only more than a hundred kilometers from Jiangcheng to Xiaochu Town, Yuan Meng is ready to go back overnight, and at his current speed, it is estimated that it will take dozens of minutes. I have to go to school tomorrow.

When leaving the city, Yuan Meng always felt that he was being stared at, and his consciousness was released, but there was no trace. Although it was late at night, the streets were still full of traffic. Yuan Meng didn't care and decided to take the old national highway back, because the old national highway was under construction, there were no vehicles, and there were few pedestrians along the way, so he could let go of his speed. Yuan Meng had just stepped on the old national highway and not far away, and a hint of alarm came spontaneously. I saw a person standing in the middle of the road in front of him, not tall, thin, and when he looked at it, the person in front of him was an acquaintance, the old master of Wu Rongguo of the Rongguo Martial Arts School.

Yuan Meng asked, "Why is Grandmaster Wu blocking my way?" ”

"Little bastard, the old man has laid a net of heaven and earth, and he has finally waited for you. Don't talk nonsense, the old man hasn't asked you why you did it to me today. ”

It turned out that Wu Xiuwen went to open a room with the woman who had just hooked up in the afternoon, took an aphrodisiac, and was ready to be happy with the woman, but for some reason, no matter how the woman played, she just couldn't get up there. Wu Xiuwen panicked, hurriedly called Wu Rongguo to tell him, and ran to the hospital in a panic to check, but the doctor was also stunned with the test sheet, except for kidney deficiency, everything was normal. After Wu Rongguo ran to the hospital to ask about the situation, he also helped his son to check it, but he was helpless, and he couldn't help but secretly hate Yuan Meng, he wanted to find you Ma Ma, but I didn't expect you to provoke my son first, so let's settle the account together!

"A grandmaster, the adopted son does not teach, and the son is evil. I'm just teaching him how to be a human being. Yuan Meng said lightly.

"Boy, presumptuous! The old man godson, you don't need to take care of it. If you hurt my son, you have to pay the price, hand over the wine you drank to Ouyang Lao'er at noon, I may let you live, otherwise, you will die!" Wu Rongguo said with greed in his eyes.

"Not for you. Yuan Meng said calmly.

"Little bastard, when the old man takes you down and lets you know the taste of life and death, you will know whether to give it or not. After Wu Rongguo finished speaking, in the blink of an eye, he used Xingyi Fist without a trace to step up and smash at Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng had learned Xingyi Quan on the Internet, Xingyi Quan is also called Xinyi Liuhe Fist, that is, the heart and the mind are together, the mind and the qi are together, the qi is combined with the force, the shoulder and the hip are together, the elbow and the knee are together, and the hand and foot are together. Yuan Meng had already realized the three flavors, and he also made progress to meet the fist, the two fists collided, the air made a cracking sound, and the two of them each took three steps back.

Wu Rongguo was taken aback, he was a Grandmaster Xiaochengjing, although he didn't attack with all his strength, but a young man who looked like an ordinary person was also on par with him, it was terrifying!

Wu Rongguo's eyes were fixed, and he shouted, "Who is your master?"

"You're not qualified to know!" Yuan Meng said coldly.

"Then don't blame my father for being heavy-handed. Wu Rongguo waved his palm lightly, and the air around his body seemed to be stirred to form a whirlpool, and Wu Rongguo was in the whirlpool, and an oolong stirring pillar swept towards Yuan Meng.

In the midst of the lightning, the air seemed to materialize, turning into a dragon opening its blood basin and devouring it down.

Yuan Meng didn't dare to hold it up, and the Xuanmeng Soul Trick operated eighty percent of the spiritual power, and used the Panlong Fist, a move "like a shadow", hitting the waist and abdomen of the dragon, only to hear Wu Rongguo screaming, spurting blood from his mouth, like a broken kite flying into the distance.

Yuan Meng looked at his fist and looked confused!

Aren't you a grandmaster? Aren't you stepping on the Guiyuan sect alone? On the Dapai Lake, aren't you treading the waves?

Or overestimated the opponent.

Yuan Meng walked in front of Wu Rongguo, Wu Rongguo looked at Yuan Meng with frightened eyes and said, "You, actually, Aura Grandmaster......" Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he died.

Yuan Meng suddenly had a feeling of standing out from the crowd and being overwhelmed by the cold in the heights.

Yuan Meng shook his head, lifted Wu Rongguo's body, disappeared in place, entered the Dream Continent, came to the Xuanmeng Soul Tree, found a foot of the mountain with more abundant spiritual energy, blasted out a big pit with one punch, buried Wu Rongguo, and he was considered to have died.

At this time, Yuan Meng reacted, he could go back and forth between the dream world and reality at will, he returned to Xiaochu Town from Jiangcheng, and he could completely transit through the dream world, and he could also arrive instantly.

With a playful mentality, he tried it, and sure enough, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and sang happily.

It's a good day, but I'm not with you

Dance happily and imagine your gentleness

The years that have passed have left many happy times

Hold on to you in your dreams, whether you are willing to be my bride

............

Yuan Meng happily hummed his improvised original song, looking happy.

............

In the morning, Yuan Meng came out of the room refreshed, Fang Hui was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Meng'er, when did you come back?"

"I came back from a hitchhike at night. Yuan Meng gave a reason.

"Just come back. It's time to wash your face and eat breakfast. After saying that, Fang Hui went to get busy.

.“ Young master, you're back. Zhou Zilong came back from morning exercise outside, sweating on his face.

Yuan Meng glanced at Zhou Zilong, nodded his head, took out a jade bottle from his pocket, handed it to Zhou Zilong, and said, "This is ten Qi Replenishing Pills, I see that you have completed your Xuan level, make good use of this pill, and step into the ground level as soon as possible." ”

Zhou Zilong was overjoyed, hurriedly took the pill, bowed down to Yuan Meng, and said sincerely: "Young Master Xie, I will work hard!"

Zhou Zilong has been eager to enter the prefecture level for a long time. The prefecture level is the watershed of the ancient warriors, and they are considered real masters, and their lifespan is at least twenty years longer than that of ordinary people.

After breakfast, Yuan Meng came to the school, walked into the classroom, and found Jiang Ping sitting in a daze. Yuan Meng hurriedly asked, "Little Fatty, what's wrong?

Jiang Ping looked at Yuan Meng with a pair of small eyes, and said weakly: "My father's factory is finished." ”

"What's going on?" Yuan Meng hurriedly asked.

Jiang Ping sighed and said the reason.

It turned out that Jiang Yimin's pharmaceutical factory did not have its own research and development products, and the factory had always helped big pharmaceutical factories process drugs and earn a meager processing fee. This time, for some reason, Shangjia, who has been cooperating happily, suddenly cut off Jiang Yimin's processing supply, saying that all the processed products were unqualified, refused to accept them, and returned them all. If this batch of products cannot be handed over, the pharmaceutical company will lose nearly 10 million yuan. Moreover, the production line that the factory just bought was bought with a loan, and the bank has already called for it. The workers' wages have not been paid for three months. Yesterday, there was a disturbance among the workers.

After listening to Jiang Ping's narration, Yuan Meng also understood Jiang Ping's distress. The business field is so cruel, relying on others, always being controlled by others. Only one's own ability is king.

Looking at the depressed Jiang Ping, an idea rose from the bottom of Yuan Meng's heart.