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He Yan looked around to solicit guests, and he noticed that Lu Meng was here, and almost no one dared to come over to take a look, and there were very few people who even asked.

"You're disturbing our business!" Zixuan said suddenly, with a hint of disgust on her innocent face, and her innocence was revealed, making it difficult to imagine whether this woman would have a city government.

"Oh?" Lu Meng looked at Zixuan, who had been unknown all along, with interest.

"Little sister, this is the general!" Qin Lang pulled Zixuan, his eyes revealing reproach and worry.

At the same time, He Yan even scolded: "Shut up!"

Zixuan pouted and said, "General, what's the matter! The general doesn't have a good thing. As soon as she said this, the beads of sweat on Qin Lang and He Yan's foreheads dripped down one by one, as if they could hear the sound of falling to the ground.

"Haha, that's a good point! The general is a bad person's homeland, and destroying people's land is really a bad kind!" Lu Meng seemed to be saying it to others, as if he was laughing at himself.

Zixuan raised her eyebrows and said unconvinced: "Look! He admitted it himself!"

"Little sister, shut up!" Qin Lang trembled angrily.

"I ......" Zixuan still wanted to say something, but she had already seen Qin Lang's cold eyes that could kill and swallowed hard.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Lu Meng smiled slightly and was about to get up, but a trace of essence suddenly flashed between his eyebrows, and Qin Lang and He Yan looked down together.

However, the hearts of the two of them that had just sunk were suddenly pulled out again. "Withered Grass Pill?" Lu Meng's voice was soft, but he could tell that he was thinking.

Originally, Qin Lang still had a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but when he heard Lu Meng directly call out the name of the pill, his eyes lit up, and the big knife on his waist made a slight sound, ready to fight at any time.

"You're not from Zhao Di! If I'm wrong, this withered grass pill is a royal gift!" Lu Meng is often by Sun Quan's side, and he also knows about the royal items that have been given by the emperor for many years.

"The Imperial Gift! Qin Lang hurriedly reached out to take the withered grass pill, but it was too late, and a scimitar that exuded a chill suddenly pierced in front of the pill.

Qin Lang dodged himself, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he got up directly and said, "General, what does this mean!" At this moment, he had to burst out with a strong momentum.

He Yan looked even more bitter, and he didn't expect the withered grass pill given by his father-in-law to the few items he put down, and he patted his head with regret.

"Take it away!" Lu Meng turned around, and several sergeants behind him rushed up in an instant, Qin Lang naturally knew what it meant to be taken away.

Immediately, the big knife roared and came out of its sheath directly, and the long knife was wrapped in a long air flow and smashed fiercely at several sergeants, and with two bangs, several sergeants couldn't dodge and flew out directly.

The two or three white-clothed sergeants under him swept across the halberd, their momentum like a rainbow, but they were not facing ordinary people. Qin Lang's sword technique is where these soldiers can resist, and the Glaive Knife seems to have absorbed the power of the moonlight and smashed it hard.

"Ahh

The corners of Lu Meng's mouth rose, and he said with a smile: "It seems that I caught you right!" The spear on his waist burst out of the air with a buzz, and the tip of the spear was like a star.

Qin Lang responded cautiously, and the glaive knife hit the tip of the spear with a bang.

But this shot condensed enough force that Qin Lang trembled slightly, and he had to move his body to avoid it.

"Once my gun is out, I am bound to drink blood!" Lu Meng shouted, and his momentum obviously overshadowed Qin Lang.

In an instant, the people around them surrounded them in a big circle, and He Yan and Zixuan slowly retreated, they couldn't move.

After all, Lu Meng is surrounded by such masters, and now he naturally gives others a chance to fight in groups.

Heads-up is heads-up, just like two armies facing each other, that is not the main general who is fighting on a large scale after heads-up, and Lu Meng, the general of the first army, also has this temper.

Qin Lang jumped up on the ground, the glaive sword spun in the air, and slashed down with the whirring wind, Lu Meng didn't dodge, the spear was just dead across his chest, and his momentum suddenly increased several times.

The current Lu Meng is like a god of war who came out of the ancient battlefield, and he is extremely powerful.

"This is the real general who has been tempered from blood and fire!" Qin Lang was a little shocked, of course, the long knife in his hand still did not lose the slightest momentum.

With a "bang", Lu Meng stepped back suddenly, and he completely relied on his arm strength to block the earth-shattering blow.

Qin Lang was shocked, and a spear was already pointing at the center of his eyebrows.

"Stop!" a loud shout came from the crowd, a cyan robe, and a rickety body made it difficult to guess his age.

"Senior!" Qin Lang was stunned, he didn't expect to meet him here not long after separation, and immediately Lu Meng's spear was slammed away.

The fierce momentum dissipated in an instant, "It is rumored that the lord of the night market is rare to see. Give me Lu Meng face today!" Lu Meng said, flicking the dust on his white armor.

"General Lu, it's too far away!" the old man slowly stepped forward and saluted.

"He's the Lord of the Night Market!"

"How could it be him!"

"Is he?"

Behind him, like ants smashing a pot, began to talk in detail.

It's often more unbelievable and incredible, after all, the image of the lord of the dignified night market is also a tall and powerful power type in everyone's minds.

And the old man who appeared in front of him brought them a psychological gap that made it difficult for them to accept it for a while.

"You don't want to shield this kid, do you!" Lu Meng was not angry and arrogant, and the momentum of the superior exuded without reservation.

Ignoring his oppression, the old man said: "Don't dare to cover up, but there are some rules that you still have to abide by!"

Qin Lang looked at He Yan, and at this time, He Yan flashed a few gestures on the side. Then, he nodded at Qin Lang, but it was just a matter of an instant, and everyone didn't notice it.

"Rules. I, Lu Ziming, are the rules here!" Lu Meng said loudly, and he slammed his spear into the ground, revealing a heavy murderous intent.

"General, it's too arrogant!" The old man didn't give Lu Meng half of his face at all.

Everyone sighed for a while, "It's natural for people to do business, and they will definitely be protected here!" ”

Lu Meng kicked his eyes and said angrily: "That's not something to talk about, is it?" The smell of gunpowder gradually rose, and people on the field had already begun to leave.

Who is Lu Meng, the general of Eastern Wu, if he is overwhelmed by the heroes in a fit of anger, he and the others will not become cannon fodder, and choosing to leave now is tantamount to the wisest choice.

"I didn't intend to offend the general, but the rivers and lakes must have a rule of the rivers and lakes. The old man looked at Lu Meng stubbornly, he was not afraid that he would be overwhelmed by the army.

The night market is the illusion of Tianxiang Qionglou, and when it appears at night, it is accompanied by the image of a hundred ghosts crying at night.

Some things are so weird, Lu Meng naturally knows the truth, if it weren't for this, according to his temperament, he would have stabbed the bad old man in front of him into eighteen holes with one shot.

Just as the scene was deadlocked, a young general in white hurriedly rushed over, "Report to the general!"

"Huh?" Lu Meng looked at the young general.

At this time, he took out a white creed, "General!" and as he said that, he sent it to Lu Meng's hands.

"This is?" Lu Meng was slightly startled, and the note clearly read: "Let go of the person in front of you!"

These five big words, he was about to be angry, but he was taken aback when he saw the payment.

"Long tassel!" the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Immediately, he looked at Qin Lang, swept He Yan again, and finally his gaze fell on the old man, and his tone changed abruptly: "I'll sell you a face today! But your rules really have to be changed, and there are some people you can't afford to mess with!" His arrogant voice slowly dissipated into the crowded bazaar with his people and team.

After all, a drop of sweat rolled down the old man's forehead, saying that he was not nervous just now It was false, just imagine who wants to offend a general who commands an army of millions, isn't that too short.

Taking 10,000 steps back, the young master in front of him is the dragon among the people who entrust the great cause of Emperor Qin, if he has some problems, he will not have the face to meet the emperor.

"Thank you, senior!" Qin Lang bowed slightly.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Childe, do it yourself!" and then disappeared into the crowd on foot.

The night market is still noisy, coming and going like a dragon, the sound of selling is higher and higher, and after a while, a few fireworks are set off in the air, and the beauty is intoxicating.

"Asu, this time ......" He Yan still had a cold expression, but he was clearly a little more guilty.

"Don't say it. Qin Lang smiled slightly, and put his hands on He Yan's shoulders.

More than ten years of brotherhood have connected the hearts of the two, and life and death depend on each other as well, "Quick, wipe your face." Qin Lang said to Zixuan with a smile.

At the moment, where did Zixuan still have the appearance of a half-point eldest lady, Zixuan laughed, the tense atmosphere just now diluted, and the three of them returned to their usual easy-goingness.

At the same time, outside the night market, Lu Meng sat on the ground, his hand tightly clutching the long tasseled creed, and a trace of doubt jumped between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, his eyes swelled, but they quickly dimmed. He shook his head as if to himself: "How can it be, it's impossible!"

The cool night covered the entire hillside, and the chill made Lu Meng think of Qin Lang's big knife, "I didn't expect there to be such a junior in the world!"

He recalled Qin Lang's every move and attempt, every movement seemed to affect his memory, and a burly super tough guy slowly appeared in front of him.

"Guan Yunchang!" he said word by word as if squeezing out of his teeth, he recalled Qin Lang's moves in his heart, and his moves flashed in front of him like in a movie.

"If you meet again, you will be killed!" he said to the cold moon, and the note in his hand was instantly crumpled into powder.

After a while, the flow of people in the night market began to move in an orderly manner, and several people glanced at each other and walked up.

The three of them formed a team and slowly moved along the flow of people, but at this time, Qin Lang's heart was full of doubts, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a unique flower building standing in front of everyone.

They had a heart-to-heart connection, and looked along the platform, and a signboard was immediately knocked out.

"Trading conference!" the three of them thought silently in their hearts.

It is inevitable that I will be shocked in my heart, and the treasures gathered all over the world will be scattered, and it will only pass through the hands of this trading conference.

"Maybe the weight of the gold is in the middle of this!"