"Needless to say!" the old man interrupted the man's hypocritical words impatiently, "The old man didn't move the things you sent. As for the daughter of my dream family, she will not be a concubine!"

Seeing that the old man didn't give face at all, the man's face changed at the moment, and he also tore through his hypocritical face: "The old man is immortal, Lao Tzu gives you face, don't be ignorant! Your daughter of the dream family, you still want to be a wife? I don't look at who has the courage to do this! Oh, no, it's not that no one has the courage, it's that people don't look down on it at all!"

"It's just a declining daughter of a big clan, and she still wants to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix! You don't want to think about what kind of situation you are in now! Tell you, you have to marry today, and you have to marry if you don't marry! If you figure it out yourself, Lao Tzu will be able to keep you free from food and clothing in the future, if you don't understand, hum, don't blame Lao Tzu for not even having a foothold for you!"

As soon as Meng Pojun heard this, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst into anger, and he was about to rush forward, but Su Qingyan hurriedly stopped him. And the old man was even more angry, and at the same time, Su Qingyan also heard an unusual sound, and his divine sense hurriedly swept towards the house.

In the women's boudoir in the depths of the dream house, the woman who was five points similar to Su Qingyan showed a decisive look in her eyes, and took out a red rope to go around the beam. Seeing that the woman was about to kick away the round stool under her feet, Su Qingyan's sense swept away, and the red rope suddenly broke, and the woman fell to the ground with a "bang".

The dream house is not big, and it is extremely dilapidated, and this loud noise suddenly alarmed the people in the dream house. Especially the boy who returned to the room first hurriedly ran in the direction where the sound came from.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong with you?!"

The faces of the old man and the man changed at the same time, and the man snorted coldly: "You listen to me, Meng Ziying is dead, and she must die in my Zhang family, otherwise beware of ......"

The man looked at the old man and sneered a few times, obviously guessing what the sound just now meant.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, the young man suddenly rushed out with a broom: "You scumbag, get out of me!"

The man was startled, and subconsciously wanted to hide back. But although this man was a little straw bale, the entourage he brought was not vegetarian, and the young man had been malnourished for many years and his body was weak, although this roar was extremely imposing, it could not compare to the push of the man's entourage.

"Bang", the young man was pushed to the ground heavily, and when the man saw it, he immediately became proud: "Hmph, even your little measure dares to sneak attack Lao Tzu! To tell you the truth, you'd better be honest, your brother has died on the battlefield, you are the only seedling of the dream family, if you are no longer interested, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless and breaking the inheritance of your dream family!"

"What?!Zhao'er he, he ......"

Suddenly hearing the bad news that his grandson died on the battlefield, the old man's eyes went dark, and he fell backwards as soon as he rolled his eyes. The young man was startled, and hurriedly caught the old man: "Grandpa, grandpa......"

"Hmph, what about the Jiangmen family, the old, weak, sick and disabled of the family...... Let's go!"

The man glanced at the old man with disdain, waved his hand and walked out. Meng Pojun was already furious, and if it wasn't for Su Qingyan, he would have rushed forward. Now seeing that the man is angry with the old man, turning around and leaving, he can't bear it anymore, and he is about to stop the man with a wave of his hand.

Su Qingyan raised her eyebrows, and whispered: "Daddy, don't worry, there's still a good show!"

"Show?" Meng Pojun glanced at Su Qingyan suspiciously, but knew that she was not a person with no purpose, so he immediately calmed down and looked at the man's proud back.

"Bang!" The door of the dream house was suddenly kicked open again, and Su glanced at the creaking gate with sympathy, and it was really embarrassing to meet such a group of men who like to use their feet.

"Who do you say is a family that is old, weak, sick and disabled!" The person who came was actually a heroic young man in his early twenties, and seeing that he was full of murderous energy, there was no doubt that it was the result of years of fighting on the battlefield.

"Big brother!" the young man was overjoyed, and the old man in his arms finally gasped.

"Mengzizhao?!Are you still alive?!" The man surnamed Zhang was taken aback.

Meng Zizhao glanced coldly at the man surnamed Zhang and his entourage, and several people immediately trembled in fright, how could they resist the momentum honed from the battlefield, and the Meng Pojun on the side also nodded again and again.

"Get out!"

"You, you wait for me!" The man surnamed Zhang was frightened by this sound, and left with his entourage in embarrassment.

"Grandpa, my grandson is not good, my grandson is back!" Meng Zizhao knelt on the ground with a "bang" and kowtowed to the old man a few times.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back......" The old man's tearful appearance reminded Su Qingyan of the day he returned to Heyunmen, and the same was true of the Mengpo Army at that time. Meng Pojun grabbed Su Qingyan's hand and couldn't help but tighten, Su Qingyan shook Meng Pojun's arm coquettishly, and Meng Pojun couldn't help but smile.

"Grandpa, who are these two?"

Meng Pojun looked at Su Qingyan and the others suspiciously, especially the old and terrible Meng Pojun. The old man glanced at the two of them, but there was still no good color: "They are the descendants of the Dream Breaking Army." ”

Meng Zizhao was startled at first, and then a trace of disdain crossed his eyes: "What are they doing here?!If they want to climb relatives, the current dream family can't afford to raise them!"

Su Qingyan's eyes flashed with anger, but he was stopped by Meng Pojun again, and the old man sighed: "That's it, it's all the grievances of the ancestors, why do you care so much." Now my dreamer has declined like this, and I still say so much about what to do. Even if you two are here to find relatives, you must have no place to live, so you might as well stay here. ”

"Grandpa......" Meng Zizhao was obviously unhappy.

The old man stretched out his hand to stop him: "After fulfilling the last wish of the ancestors, let's go." ”

"Good ......"

Su Qingyan lived in the dream house like this, and the people in the dream house naturally didn't have a good face for them, but Su Qingyan didn't care. Meng Pojun was even more guilty, and the attitude of several people made him feel better in his heart.

Su Qingyan didn't know what Meng Zizhao experienced in the military camp, and he seemed to be particularly valued, and even his life with the dream family was much better. At least for a few days, Mengzi, the youngest son of the Dream Family, had a trace of blood on his face, and he was no longer morbidly pale.

However, to the surprise of the Meng family, Su Qingyan and Mengpojun, the two "countrymen" who looked extraordinary, were actually very generous, especially the things that Su Qingyan stewed for Meng Pojun to eat, many of which were unheard of and unseen. Su Qingyan used some spirit grass and spirit flowers that mortals could bear, so that Meng Pojun's devastated body would suffer less pain, and the Meng family naturally had never seen these immortal things.

"Worry, I see that Feng Yan's (old man's name) is not in good health, can't he eat these?"

"No, Daddy's physical condition is special, and there is no problem with eating these things, but Feng Yan is just an ordinary mortal, and he can't bear the medicinal power of these things. ”

"Oh. Meng Pojun nodded with some regret, it seems that there are few people in the Meng family who can withstand this immortal fate.

"Hey, ha-" Early in the morning, Meng Zizhao began to practice boxing as always, and Meng Pojun looked at Meng Zizhao's punches and styles, and sighed softly.

"Daddy, what's wrong?"

"I don't know how famous the Mengjia boxing method was back then, but I didn't expect that it would take more than a hundred years, and only half of it was left......"

"How can this be?" Su Qingyan was taken aback, "Could it be that the Dream Family doesn't have a boxing map?"

Meng Pojun shook his head: "The Dream Family's fist method is the highest secret of the Dream Family, and it has always been taught by mouth, and there is no habit of recording it in the book. ”

Su Qingyan nodded, knowing that he was afraid that the boxing technique would leak out: "Daddy wants to teach him?"

Meng Pojun nodded: "But I can't beat it, you go and teach him on my behalf!"

Su Qingyan couldn't help but smile: "Isn't this boxing method passed on to men and not men?"

"Hey, I want to pass on the girl, but you don't like it. ”

Su Qingyan laughed twice, and Meng Pojun told her the Mengjia boxing method twice. In just a moment, Su Qingyan understood the mystery. With her two hundred years of cultivation experience, if she can't even break this fist technique, then she will be called an "immortal master".

Su Qingyan walked into the courtyard, picked up a branch casually, and waved it to Mengzizhao with a "swish". Meng Zizhao was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped away, not wanting Su Qingyan to follow.

"What are you doing?!" Meng Zizhao was shocked and angry, I don't know why Su Qingyan made a move, Su Qingyan didn't answer, only stabbed and slashed, forcing Meng Zizhao to punch according to Mengjia's boxing method. The movements of the two naturally alarmed the Meng family, and Meng Fengyan hurriedly ran out, and was about to help Meng Zizhao, when he suddenly found that Zizhao's moves were becoming more and more mellow.

"This, this is?!" Meng Fengyan is also a person who has lived for decades, how vicious his eyes are, and he quickly recognized that this was Su Qingyan teaching Mengzi Zhao's moves.

"Big brother, grandpa?" Meng Zihou was taken aback, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Meng Fengyan, and couldn't help but look at Meng Fengyan suspiciously. Where did Meng Fengyan have time to care about him, he just stared at the two of them for a moment.

Half an hour later, Su Qingyan jumped back, collected his moves, and walked towards the Dream Breaker Army without looking back. Meng Pojun looked at Su Qingyan with a smile, with a proud face, and then looked back at Meng Zihou who was full of envy: "Daughter, that kid ......"

Su Qingyan looked at Meng Zihou helplessly, and casually threw him a bottle of pill. It was the elixir she used during her Qi cultivation period, the medicine was mild, and it was usually used by Qi cultivators to strengthen the muscles and bones, and it was just right for the weak Mengzi to nourish the body.

"Half a capsule daily, swallowed with water. ”

Meng Zihou glanced at Meng Fengyan at a loss, and a hint of different color flashed in Meng Fengyan's eyes, and he nodded.

"Rubbish!" In a hall of extreme extravagance, the young master of the Extreme Dao Sect waved the delicacies on the table to the ground, "It's been a month, and I haven't found any news at all!"

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