An eunuch led Meng Yang into the Flying Palace, and the coercion of the Zhenguo artifact made him a little uneasy.

Just now, with the strong strength of the flesh and a chopping wood style, he directly killed more than a dozen elite guards of the third prince on the spot, and Meng Yang had his own plans.

Because, it seems that this trip will have to stay in the famous capital for a while, although the people who secretly covet the Angel Chamber of Commerce have been turned into fools by Long Yi, but where are these pawns cleaned up?

Sooner or later, the news of the Angel Chamber of Commerce's support for Tie Zhanyun will spread, and at that time, I am afraid that there will be more people who will fight the idea of the Angel Chamber of Commerce and the little prince, in the territory of the Zhenguo artifact, no matter whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to lie down, and no one can cast a cultivation spell or divine sense.

Monyan didn't dare to try.

After eating the Ruyi umbrella, he knew the power of the artifact, so he let the dragon do it.

Shicai got rid of the dozen or so guards who had cultivated well in front of everyone, he didn't dare to use the soul refining technique to absorb the essence of these people, and if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan, and he could clearly distinguish the priority and priority.

His high profile is just a signal to those forces hiding in the shadows, that is, whether it is the little prince or the angel chamber of commerce, it is by no means as random as they imagined!

With the dragon in front of him, he was killing outside the Purple Gold City, and he wanted to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger's trick to have enough weight, right?

He didn't know if this hand could play a deterrent role, but the right should be to sweep away some future opponents for Situ Wangyue and them!

After all, leaving the famous capital, the guards of the three princes are by no means so easy and freehand that they will be killed.

They were all very strong, but unfortunately, compared to the strength of their physical bodies and the strength and speed of their attacks, Meng Yang was significantly higher than them.

Seeing the Holy Lord Meng Yang didn't feel much pressure, on the contrary, he still had some expectations in his heart, because he was about to see this person who ruled the most vast land of Tianxuan, took away the most beloved woman of the drunkard, and escaped the countless assassinations of the drunkard.

This is a king who reigns over the world, but unfortunately Meng Yang has no respect in his heart.

Soon, the eunuch led him through the empty Flying Heaven Palace, and when he walked through a small door, Meng Yang also deliberately glanced back at the dragon chair that symbolized the Ninety-Five Honor.

There's nothing special about it, but it looks like something like a Tanhuamon product.

The thought was, of course, fleeting.

I walked through the winding and delicate corridors for a long time, and finally came to a small building.

The small building is three floors.

About seven or eight feet high.

For some reason, it gave Meng Yang a strange feeling of unattainability, and when he saw this small building, Meng Yang obviously felt that his eyebrows were hot!

Odd!

Is there anything strange about that little building?" Meng Yang thought to himself.

However, in an instant, his mind was attracted by the group of princes and princesses who knelt on the bluestone ground in front of the small building!

Is this the majesty of royalty?

Even between his own father and his children, do you have to pay attention to such pomp and circumstance when you meet?

Let his children kneel on the bluestone ground for a long time, ignoring it, how hard is such a father's heart?

It can be imagined how indifferent the so-called family affection between them is!

Could it be that for such a long time, the Holy One has not summoned them?

Monyan was secretly strange.

At this time, the eunuch himself walked in front of the princes and princesses with him, came to the front of the building and knocked softly on the door.

"Enlighten the saint, the Angel Chamber of Commerce has come to bring it!" the eunuch shouted loudly.

"Xuan!" a low, hoarse male voice came.

The eunuch turned around, looked at Meng Yang with his eyes like hooks, and said in a deep voice: "When you see the Holy Lord, be careful to reply!"

After that, he gently pushed open the door and let Meng Yang enter, but he closed the door again and did not come in with him.

Two old men who were not angry and arrogant, one on the left and one on the right, sat next to a beaded curtain.

Behind the bead curtain, a large bed could be seen in the shadows, and Meng Yang secretly thought, could it be that the emperor is really sick?

But I don't know who these two old men can sit here?

At that moment, he took three small steps forward, clenched his fists and bent down: "Xiaomin Mengyang, on behalf of the Angel Chamber of Commerce, come to meet the Holy One!"

The two majestic old men did not speak, but their eyes suddenly showed a strange color.

A hoarse voice sounded behind the bead curtain, and it seemed to be a little annoyed and roared: "Bold, don't you bow down when you see the saint?"

Meng Yang's bent waist was raised halfway, and he replied without humility or arrogance: "Xiaomin is a cultivator, and he is not bound by this etiquette, and I hope that the saint will not blame him!"

"You!――――――" The voice was a little angry, and the bead curtain trembled violently, and a great coercion came straight to Meng Yang.

Meng Yang didn't expect this person to turn his face in an instant, and he could even release coercion, and suddenly understood that even if this person was not the emperor, he couldn't get rid of the people in the triple building!

Within the scope of the deterrence of the Zhenguo artifact, it seems that except for a few people in the royal family, only the people of the Sanchong Building are not prohibited by the artifact at all!

However, he did nothing.

He clearly felt that there was no real killing intent in this coercion.

At the moment when the coercion was about to press on his body, he felt that there was suddenly an obscure and cold pulling force around him, and it directly tore the coercion into pieces, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!

Curious about the strength of the special!

What a weird way!

This is the first time Meng Yang has seen that people can defuse coercion like this!

Suddenly, his mind was clear, and he silently memorized all the routes and methods of that strange force.

Even if you can't cultivate, it's good to refer to it.

This is the original intention of Mengyang!

Unexpectedly, this time the memory turned into a little chaotic light in his mind and flew into his sea of yin soul consciousness!

It's strange, he remembered that he was just a soul visualization and silent, and completely suppressed the leakage of his own divine consciousness, why would he automatically enter the sea of yin soul consciousness?

"Well, the widow hasn't seen such an interesting boy in years, and you let the boy come and talk!" a low, dumb voice that was completely different from the previous male voice suddenly sighed faintly.

Meng Yang's heart moved, could it be that this one who spoke was His Majesty the Emperor Tie Qingyun?

Before he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and he was grabbed by the collar by a strong force from the void behind the bead curtain, pulling him directly into the bead curtain!

The moment he flew forward, he finally understood what the aura of the two old men in front of the bead curtain was.

It was exactly the same as the aura on Ding Wu, Gou Jian's subordinate he saw in Beishang County, it was murderous.

Moreover, the murderous aura on these two old men was at least several times that of Ding Wu!

Even the murderous aura on King Zhenbei's body is nothing more than that! And it is extremely similar

At that moment, Meng Yang remembered these two faces that were vaguely similar, and his heart moved.

Could it be that these two people are?

Even though he was being carried by the collar in such an empty void, his throat could barely penetrate, Meng Yang's face was still very calm, neither struggling nor screaming in a panic.

As soon as the neckline was loosened, Meng Yang landed on the ground and didn't shake his body, standing very firm!

Only then did I find myself standing in a large bedroom, the room was very large, and the decoration was extremely luxurious, especially the large bed that could lie down for more than a dozen people occupied almost two-thirds of the room!

At one end of the big bed, a person half hugged a brocade quilt, half snuggled at the head of the bed, and on the bed in front of him was a large table carved from a whole piece of jade, which was full of fine wine, melons and fruits.

The man's face was a little pale, and his eyes looked a little cloudy, but there was a powerful aura of intimidation on his body that no one else could simulate!

Monyan was familiar with the smell of this breath.

There are ten generals, and there are also in the Zhenlong Tower, this is dragon energy!

Of course, Meng Yang also has it! It is far more domineering than this dragon qi!

What was released from the Zhenlong Tower was the essence of the ancient dragon's dragon qi, and Meng Yang was certainly sure that the dragon qi on his body was by no means comparable to the dragon qi of this human emperor.

It is said that the key to the emperor's ability to become the Ninth Five-Year Emperor is that he is the true son of heaven, so he has dragon qi on his body!

And the old man in black standing by the bed must be the emperor's personal guard, Meng Yang looked at it with his eyes, but he couldn't see through the cultivation of this old man!

It seems that the qi of that person's entire body is like a cold aura from the netherworld, obscure, cold and poisonous, Meng Yang can't look past it at all!

Now, Meng Yang is honest, and he doesn't dare to test Tie Qingyun lying on the bed again with his divine sense!

Almost at the same time, Meng Yang clenched his fists and bent down to rush to the man on the bed: "Xiaomin see the saint!"

Tie Qingyun looked like a person in his forties, the bridge of his nose was high, like an eagle's hook, but he was very heroic. It's just that his face is too pale, without a trace of blood, it seems that the pain of the past three years has tormented this true son of destiny!

He looked Meng Yang up and down for a while before he whispered, "Nice boy, come and have two drinks with the widow!"

The old man in black hurriedly turned to the side of the bed and said, "Holy Lord, this must not be――――――!"

Tie Qingyun snorted coldly and said, "Why not? Get out of the way! Young man, come here!"

Meng Yang straightened his waist and walked to the bed unhurriedly, with a look of pampering and not being surprised, which suddenly aroused Tie Qingyun's interest even more.

"Your name?...・By the way, Meng Yang, before you joined the Angel Chamber of Commerce, what sect did you learn from? Come on, don't stand, sit down and talk!Lao Jia, pour him wine!" Tie Qingyun commanded with the delicate golden cup in his hand in one hand.

Meng Yang was not polite, and sat on the bed covered with brocade and silk, and the old man in black approached with a gloomy face, and poured a golden cup for Meng Yang.

"Taste it, ordinary people can't drink the wine of widows!cough cough・・・・・・" Tie Qingyun smiled and pointed to the golden cup in front of Meng Yang and coughed.

"Thank you, Holy Lord, for the reward!" Meng Yang took the golden cup and drank it all.

The wine burned from the throat to the stomach, and at that moment, Meng Yang almost roared angrily in the sky.

"Good wine!" Meng Yang put down the wine glass, a few blushes on his face flashed, and he suppressed the urge to roar, and praised softly from the bottom of his heart!

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a person who knows how to drink!Lao Jia, pour him another glass!" Tie Qingyun was obviously a little surprised by Meng Yang's performance, and commanded again.

Meng Yang said in his heart, this wine is so strong, but I don't know what does this emperor mean by not mentioning the three edicts to the Angel Chamber of Commerce, but letting himself drink?

The different color in Lao Jia's eyes flashed, but he still reluctantly approached and refilled Meng Yang's cup.

"You, can you still drink it?" Tie Qingyun raised his neck and drank all the wine in the cup, pointing to the cup in front of Meng Yang and asked.

"Thank you to the Holy Lord for rewarding such a good wine, Meng Yang can't ask for it!" Meng Yang felt that the cup of wine had been completely dissolved by the spiritual power accumulated in his body, and the strange thing was that after this cup of wine was transformed into his limbs and bones by the spiritual power, he actually felt that his cultivation had gained a little!

What kind of wine is this? So amazing?

Anyway, Meng Yang, who was not afraid of any poison, picked up the golden cup in front of him again and drank it all, but this time he closed his eyes and savored the ingredients in the wine.

Seeing that his demeanor was by no means fake, after the old man in black and Tie Qingyun looked at each other, they were a little shocked, and no one even made a sound to disturb Meng Yang at this moment.

After a long time, Meng Yang, whose face faded with a flush, smiled and said, "Holy Lord, if you can give Xiaomin another glass, maybe the secret of your wine will not be hidden!"

Tie Qingyun suppressed the shock in his heart, and pretended to ask lightly, "Oh? Could it be that after you drank these two glasses, you already knew the ingredients of this wine?"

Meng Yang closed his eyes slightly again and said softly: "It's just a little bit close!"

"Okay! The widow Chrysostom will simply give you another cup, if you guess correctly, what does it matter if I give you an altar?" Tie Qingyun said with a heavy release of the golden cup in his hand on the jade table.

The aggrieved Lao Jia poured the wine again, but Meng Yang still picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

At this moment, there was no longer a blush on his face, and he immediately opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Holy Lord, I'm afraid that this time you are really going to cut your love!"

"Presumptuous, Hugh is so rude in front of the saint, if you guess it, hurry up!" Lao Jia shouted hatefully.

Meng Yang didn't care, stood up, put the golden cup in his hand to his nose and took a deep breath, and then said leisurely: "Shengshang, thirteen kinds of food and seven flavors of elixir, supplemented by the water of the thousand-year-old cold spring, to brew this wine, it can indeed dredge the meridians, invigorate blood and eliminate blood stasis, nourish yin and aphrodisiac, and refresh the spirit, but if it is not an ordinary charcoal fire used when making wine, but any kind of cooking wine mother with one of the five divine fires, and then sealed into a cold wind and blown for 7749 days, the effect must be better!" Of course, this is just the humble opinion of the small people. This wine is powerful and domineering, and it seems to be very suitable for battlefield soldiers to drink!"

Hiss!

The black-clothed old man who originally thought that Meng Yang was just blowing nonsense gasped, he never expected that the secret of the Mengdian Empire would be revealed by this young man! In order to study this wine, the empire has invited countless capable people and strangers, and it has never been able to break its ingredients!

This is the Mengdian Empire's Zhenguo Divine Wine--Military God Wine!

What the hell is this young man?

A hint of appreciation flashed in Tie Qingyun's eyes, and he smiled meaningfully: "Hehe, if you can tell what specific food and elixir there are, and you can also explain the brewing process one by one, the widow will give you an altar!"

Meng Yang's eyes rolled, but he didn't answer his words, but smashed his mouth a few times, and said softly: "Hey, I didn't expect that there is really no feast in this world!"

Tie Qingyun's old face turned red, and he coughed twice to cover it up, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are really a smart person. Tell me the secret of this wine, and what reward do you want?"

Meng Yang's heart was racing, it was impossible for His Majesty the Emperor of the Tianxuan Empire, who was bedridden, to entangle with him here for a long time over the brewing process ingredients of a wine, and it seemed that this wine must have a secret that no one knew.

So, Meng Yang smiled and said, "Why should the saint be in a hurry? if you ask Lao Jia to pour three or five cups for Xiaomin, and Xiaomin listens to you introduce me to the origin and extraordinariness of this wine, Xiaomin will naturally tell the saint the secret of this wine!"

Lao Jia and Tie Qingyun were stunned, but they were already in a stormy wave!

Can this kid still drink?

It's already three cups down!

Outside the bead curtain, two murderous old men looked at each other and smiled, with extremely happy expressions!