Chapter 47: The Raptors Crossing the River (Part II)

"Who?" Meng Siao didn't react for a while, carefully recalled the memories of the previous owner of this body, and there were no two names, and suddenly said with some suspicion, "In the family of the three kings, four princes, five lords, and nine generations, it seems that there are no ancient surnames and Cang surnames." ”

"Nope. As soon as Zhuge Fei saw him like this, he knew that this Meng Wushao had never heard of the names of these two people, although he was a little strange in his heart, he still took the initiative to introduce him, "These two people are the children of the family over there of the Great Chu Dynasty. Gu Yuanba was born in Jiangmen, and the status of the Gu family in the Great Chu Dynasty is as awesome as the status of the Five Young Masters in Dali! As for the Canglan River, it is even more incredible, the young marquis is a genius like a demon. The Cang family was originally about to fall out of the family circle in Da Chu, but since he came out, his status has skyrocketed, and he is almost about to become the leader of the Great Chu family!"

He said a lot, Meng Siao didn't pay attention to it at all, but asked lightly: "The children of the Great Chu family, what are you doing in Beijing......?"

His brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Shouldn't you also want to go to Yanshan Spring Hunting to join in the fun......?"

Zhuge Fei slapped his face, nodded and said: "You really guessed right, Wushao! My old man said that tomorrow's Yanshan Spring Hunt, not only Gu Yuanba and Canglanjiang will participate, but even the Chijin Dynasty, which has always had a tense relationship with us, will also have someone to come. ”

"So you're making yourself look like this shemale, and you want to disgust these outsiders?" Meng Siao was a little amused.

Zhuge Fei was immediately unhappy, and argued: "Five Shao, if you want to say that your brother's cultivation is not as good as you, my brother will admit it." But my brother is a talented and dignified appearance, and he is clearly a pear flower pressing a begonia, if you laugh at me like this, I will turn my face!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, it's okay. Meng Siao raised his hand to make a surrender form, "You came to me just to say this?"

"Of course, it's more than that. When Zhuge Fei said this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face, "That Gu Yuanba and Canglan River just entered the city an hour ago. These two goods, I don't know which cheap-mouthed subordinate came from, heard about the five masters of the younger generation of our Beijing Division, and actually made a lot of nonsense, threatening to fight five-"

As he spoke, he slammed his "bah" on the ground, and his tone was full of disdain: "These two toads sneeze, what a big breath!

Although it has been several years since Meng Tiance's disappearance, his deeds have obviously been regarded as an insurmountable legend by his peers.

Now, two children of the Great Chu Dynasty suddenly came to open their mouths to reproduce the legendary experience of Meng Tiance in the first battle and five battles, and such a big talk obviously angered the younger generation of the Beijing Division. Looking at Zhuge Fei's extremely disdainful tone, you can know how high Meng Tiance's status is in the minds of these people.

"Oh, fight five?" Meng Siao listened, but he was not angry, but smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Then they have to find these five people." It's hard for others to say, but Feng Xiaoyuan, a chick, has always been a dragon who sees the beginning but not the end, and even my family's poems and poems rarely see her once. ”

Hearing him talk about Feng Xiaoyuan, Zhuge Fei couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Speaking of which, what is the origin of this Feng Xiaoyuan?

"Are you stupid, or are you stupid to me......" Meng Siao rolled his eyes angrily, "You asked me to ask Shishi about Feng Xiaoyuan's origin, you really think that the title of 'Five Masters of the Young Generation of Jingshi' is an ornament!"

Zhuge Fei was stunned.

"Okay, is there anything else? If not, I'll go to practice. Meng Siao looked at him, and saw that this guy's face was covered with a layer of fat powder, painted like a little white face singing, he couldn't help but laugh, shook his head and said, "You too, prepare well, don't recruit a master, and it will be a tragedy if you have a situation." ”

"Five young people, don't worry, my brother has recruited two condensing realms and one spirit realm this time, although the strength is not as good as the masters of those generals in the family, but it is much stronger than those garbage in previous years!" Zhuge Fei was full of confidence, patted his chest and said, "This time, a few of us have discussed it, after entering the mountain tomorrow, everyone will hold together, and then grab a few votes from him first!"

In the past martial arts conference, the public gentlemen also gained a lot, not only recruited a few strong fighters, but also earned a lot of money by selling "tickets" in the end.

For Meng Wushao, everyone admired him this time, and even the original few people who were a little dissatisfied with him in their hearts were sincerely regarded as the boss this time, and it was no longer the perfunctory way in the past.

Zhuge Fei came to Meng Siao today, firstly, he wanted Meng Wushao to take the lead and teach Gu Yuanba and Canglanjiang a good lesson, and secondly, he wanted to ask him his opinion on everyone joining forces.

For this second point, Meng Siao certainly has no opinion.

With this group of gentlemen and a bunch of powerful thugs as cover, it will be easier for him to secretly perform the "General-level Imperial Spiritual Technique", and the final result, in the eyes of outsiders, will become more logical.

As for the first point, Meng Wushao was originally too lazy to meddle in things, but he couldn't stand Zhuge Fei's shameless soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he could only follow this guy in the end.

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Gu Yuanba and Canglanjiang entered Beijing as envoys of Great Chu this time, and the mission to which they belonged was arranged to live in an embassy next to the noble area of Beijing.

These embassies are very elegantly furnished, and they are not much inferior to the mansions in the noble district. However, except for the reception of foreign envoys, it was vacant most of the time.

When Meng Siao and Zhuge Fei came to the embassy area in a carriage, there were already a lot of four-horse cars parked here. After getting out of the car, Meng Siao swept it roughly, and saw a lot of private cars of the gentlemen-Sima family, Cao family, Ram family, Ji family, Chu family, He family, Gu family...... There was even a carriage engraved with the coat of arms of the Wu Guo Gong Shen Tu family.

"Could it be that the Shentu Pojun is also here? Shouldn't this guy be interested in this kind of provocation?" Looking at the carriage engraved with the Shentu family's family crest, Meng Wushao walked up a few steps, raised his foot and kicked it very casually, and when he saw the coachman looking over, he asked very lazily, "Who is here in your family, is it the goods of Shentu Pojun?"

The coachman obviously recognized Meng Wushao, and frowned slightly, but still replied: "It's not the second son, it's the fourth son of my family." ”

"Shentu Yingjie, hehe, this kid really likes to join in the fun. Meng Siao shrugged his shoulders and smiled, didn't ask any more questions at the moment, turned around and swaggered towards the embassy where the Great Chu Dynasty mission had stayed.

Looking at the back of him and Zhuge Fei leaving, the coachman's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze moved away from Meng Siao several times, but in the end it all returned to him.

This coachman is not an ordinary person, but a monk who has cultivated in the Concentration Realm. He instinctively sensed a trace of extraordinary aura from Meng Siao's body, but he couldn't say it, his brows were locked to the end, and the folds at the center of his eyebrows were about to bulge into a small mountain of meat.

"I always feel that something is wrong...... It seems that I have to report to the master, lest the second son capsize in the gutter at that time......" Seeing the figures of the two disappearing around the corner, the coachman finally withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself.