"Being able to kill the second uncle and fourth brother in the midst of the ten thousand armies, kidnap the father, eldest brother and third sister, and even drive the demon beasts in the barren mountain range, create a beast tide, with such strength, I said that they can easily destroy our Meng family, Fu Bo, you won't object, right?"

Meng Siao said to himself, and without waiting for Meng Fu to respond, he had already continued to analyze: "If it can be destroyed but not destroyed, it means that it is definitely not a mortal enemy, and it is not even a grudge if it is not good." At least, Daddy, eldest brother, and third sister are just missing. They kidnap people, which means that they don't want to kill people. But the second uncle and the fourth brother died, and the fourth uncle was only sealed up—"

"Maybe they also wanted to kill the fourth uncle, but they misestimated the strength of the fourth uncle, and the people sent to snipe the fourth uncle did not succeed. Of course, if they didn't succeed once, they could come back for a second or third time, but the fact is that after the fourth uncle was sealed, he was sent back to the Jingshi on the way, and he was not intercepted at all. Is it fair to say that they only have one chance to kill people? If you miss the first time, you can't take the initiative to attack us again!"

"If that's the case, then this mysterious force actually wants to destroy our Meng family, but they can't directly do anything to the Protector Mansion in Beijing, so they can only retreat and cut off our family's lineage as much as possible. Well, if you say this, the previous doubts can also be explained. ”

Meng Fu looked at Meng Wushao, who was pacing back and forth, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his eyes were full of surprise and joy.

"For the second uncle, the fourth brother and the fourth uncle, the three people who are outside, they directly killed them, but the father, the eldest brother and the third sister are missing. Missing means that the person has been taken captive, that is, he has not been killed on the spot. This is interesting!" Meng Siao seemed to think of something, and suddenly sneered, "Among the father, eldest brother and third sister, there must be someone who has something to do with this mysterious force. First of all, the third sister should be able to rule it out. ”

"If one of the mysterious forces falls in love with the third sister, he will directly propose marriage. If it's simple and rude, it's over if you kidnap people, and there is no need to send someone to snipe the second uncle, the fourth brother and the fourth uncle. In the same way, after ruling out the possibility of feud, the possibility of the eldest brother is almost non-existent. ”

When he said this, Meng Si raised his head proudly, his eyes shining on the bright scorching sun in the sky, and his voice was unusually low: "Fu Bo, about my mother, why do I have no memory?"

Yes, there are no memories!

In the memories left by the former owner of this body, there are cheap father Meng Tuotu, cheap second uncle Meng Yangwei, cheap eldest brother Meng Tiance, cheap third sister Meng Siyan, cheap four Meng Tianyu, and even the memory of his cheap aunt Meng Ruoyun, who he only met once when he was a child, but there is no memory of his mother.

Not at all!

The analysis of self-talk, by this point, the truth has already jumped on the paper!

A bloody love story that is so cliché that it can't be more cliché, and, as expected, it's tragic!

The blinding sunlight made his eyes narrow into a thin line, and he craned his neck, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the slightly raised arc was full of indescribable sneers and endless sarcasm.

A revenge that is destined to be intertwined with family affection and blood hatred -

It's really so bloody that it can't be bloody, and the old-fashioned turtle can't be anymore!

However, no matter how bloody it is, no matter how old-fashioned it is, no matter how earthy it is, this will inevitably happen in the future. The old man, the fourth uncle, and the second brother, they will never give up revenge, and against such an external force, the current Protector Mansion is really not enough, even if you add a cheap aunt, it is useless.

"Young master, I'm really born with a hard life......" Meng Siao didn't wait for Meng Fu's answer, he understood that the old man was not willing to say. He also understood, and Fauber knew that he had understood everything.

Sighing, he turned around and asked, "Can't you find out the origin of my mother?"

Meng Fu shook his head.

Well, that's not a very pleasant answer. Meng Siao shrugged his shoulders, "Back then, why didn't they kidnap me too?"

"......" Meng Fu was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "Probably, I think that Fifth Young Master, your qualifications and roots are really too poor......

"......" Meng Siao was speechless, but thinking about the fact that the previous master of this body was rejected by ninety-nine sects before he hung up inexplicably, he had already accepted Meng Fu's answer in his heart.

"However, I believe that if they knew about your current situation, Fifth Young Master, they would definitely regret it. A happy smile rippled on Meng Fu's face, as if an old chrysanthemum had suddenly bloomed.

For compliments, Meng Wushao has always been a person who does not refuse, laughed at the moment, and pretended to be forced: "That's, young master, I am low-key and don't like to be in the limelight." It's normal for outsiders to look away!hahahaha!"

Meng Fu smiled bitterly, then remembered something, and slapped his forehead: "Fifth young master, the handsome man is looking for you." ”

"Is the second brother an old man after that...... Okay, Fubo, you haven't been going to make a small report, have you? You're old, you can't keep your youth, but you must keep your discipline!"

Meng Fu: "......"

In the study room of the Protector's Mansion, there is a roll of rice paper on the dragon carved wooden desk, two phoenix blood chicken Mingshi Zhen are at the left and right ends, the old man Meng Kaijiang is holding a pen in one hand and a desk in the other, and the wolf is flying on the snow-white rice paper, dragging out a series of vigorous and powerful traces.

He was writing a "Dao" word, the first few strokes were extremely smooth, but the more he wrote, the slower he became, and finally he was stuck on the last pinch, and the green pine pen was only halfway through, as if he had suddenly encountered a thousand pounds of weight, and he was beaten hard-

This word "Dao" has obviously been written and destroyed.

Meng Kaijiang frowned, lifted this one with his left hand, rubbed it hard, and a dazzling fire flashed from his palm. The discarded rice paper instantly turned into a small fireball, and burned into black and white ashes in an instant.

At his feet, such ashes have been piled up in a thick layer.

When Meng Siao approached the study, he was just in time for the master to write another piece of rice paper. Looking at the bright firelight, Meng Wushao deeply felt the old man's powerful and surging fire five elements spiritual power.

This is obviously not a martial art or a spell, the old man has only slightly mobilized his spiritual power, and he has already been able to evoke the power of the five elements of fire in the air, and this cultivation alone is enough to make the current Meng Siao feel amazed.

The strong people in the Yudan Realm, sure enough, each one of them is extremely powerful!

He couldn't help but think of that Xia Fei in the Heavenly Martial Pavilion, but when he faced Xia Fei, he didn't feel the kind of deterrence that a strong person in the Yudan Realm should have.

Could it be that it was just because the former owner of this body was taught a hard lesson by the old man, so he formed some kind of conditioned reflex?

He thought with some amusement, shrugged his shoulders, and walked in with a grin.

"Who is that Long Aotian?" the old man saw him come in, put his pen down immediately, and asked directly to the point.