In fact, there was still Xiao Jiujiu who led Meng Yi to Liaoyang Peak, and he hoped that Meng Yi would be able to give up his original plan under the strong power of Liaoyang Peak.

But it's a pity that when Meng Yi saw the Lord of Liaofeng, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, which was not noticed by the Lord of Liaofeng, otherwise it is estimated that the two would have a big battle before they entered the door.

The three of them walked into the guest room of the Lord of Liaofeng, and Meng Yi even found a place to sit down without any image, and his demeanor was simply two hundred and five.

As a guest, when he arrived in the host's room, he didn't even have the most basic politeness, and the lord of Liaofeng glanced at Meng Yi again with dissatisfaction, but he still swallowed all his anger generously.

Dengstairs hurriedly changed the topic, these two people, provoked no one to their own benefit, at this time Dengstairs can be described as extremely depressed, in such a tense environment, it is also quite difficult to be a mediator.

Seeing this, Lord Liaofeng no longer paid attention to Meng Yi, turned around, and asked Denglou: "Brother said that something came today, I don't know what you are talking about?" Lord Liaofeng finally turned the topic on the right track.

But what Denglou was most afraid of was this problem, from Meng Yi's expression, he didn't see any intention of compromise, but if he recklessly pulled the topic away like this, Lord Liaofeng would inevitably be furious.

Unconsciously, dense sweat oozed from Denglou's forehead again, and his expression looked extremely nervous, and he didn't know where to start.

The Lord of Liaofeng was inexplicably puzzled by the look of climbing the stairs, and the two of them have known each other for more than 10,000 years, but they have never seen such a twist and pinch of the stairs, and they suddenly had doubts in their hearts. "Brother has something to say, you and I have been friends for so many years, what else can't you say?"

Although Lord Liaofeng said so in his mouth, his eyes looked at Meng Yi from time to time, in his opinion, the abnormal reaction of climbing the stairs must be related to this person named Yada, otherwise there would not be such a scene.

Although Lord Liaofeng had already spoken, he still cowered and didn't know how to speak. It looks very embarrassing.

"That's right, our big boss thinks that Laizishan's territory is a bit small, no

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Can the Lord of Zhiliao Peak separate some territories for our Laizi Mountain? Meng Yilai answered the key questions, cleanly and neatly, and never dragged the mud and water.

Lord Liaofeng turned his head suspiciously, glanced at Yada, who was not cute, and asked, "What did you say?" In his opinion, this open-mouthed kid is really tired, if it weren't for the difficulty of climbing the stairs here, it is estimated that Lord Liaofeng would have been a killer a long time ago. But despite this, the strong momentum of Liao Feng's main body still emerged, and the huge coercion surged towards Meng Yi.

When he saw this, he panicked, the scene he didn't want to see finally appeared, and he had no choice but to sit on the tea table and be at a loss.

The Lord of Liao Feng was really angry, the surging anger burned in his chest, and the powerful momentum overwhelmingly pressed towards Meng Yi.

However, what made Lord Liaofeng depressed was that he had already used eighty percent of his strength, but this late-stage ghost emperor didn't seem to be affected much at all, and the anger in his heart began to be gradually replaced by another emotion.

"Lord Liaofeng, don't be so angry, we all need to be quiet, don't we?" Meng Yi stood up with a smile, walked to the front of the stairs and sat down with easy steps.

There was no feeling of dragging mud and water in the whole step, and the great coercion exerted by the Liao Feng Lord on his body did not seem to have any effect, and there was not even a little resistance.

The competitive spirit in the heart of the Lord of Liao Feng was also stimulated by Meng Yi's indifferent look, and he immediately surged all the aura on his body towards Meng Yi, he didn't believe that a small late-stage God Emperor could last long under his own coercion.

The porcelain bowl on the tea table suddenly turned into a pile of powder, and even the solid stone floor showed a few cracks.

However, Meng Yi was still as calm as ever, there was no abnormality on his face, he calmly looked at everything that the Liao Feng Lord had done, and even had a little disdain in his eyes.

Mo said that he was the master of Liaofeng, and even when he climbed the stairs, he had a painful look on his face, his evaluation of Meng Yi was high enough, but today, it seems that he has only seen the tip of Meng Yi's iceberg.

"I said, we need to have a good talk." Meng Yi waved his hand in boredom, and in an instant, the surging momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace.

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What's even more bizarre is that Lord Liaofeng's body seemed to be paralyzed, sitting on the chair and gasping for breath, looking at the seemingly ordinary late-stage ghost emperor in a daze, his face was full of terrifying fear.

"Ahem, cough, ???" Dengstairs smiled awkwardly and said, "Lord Liaofeng, say kindly, don't be angry." ”

Lord Liaofeng glared at Dengruo, and said: "You Lai Zishan want to carve up the territory of my Liaoyang Peak, and let me talk to you in harmony, I don't know what Brother Denglou means?" ”

Obviously, the lord of Liaofeng was very angry, but helplessly, Meng Yi's strength seemed to exceed his expectations, so he could only sprinkle all his grievances on Denglou, if he didn't have Denglou to support him, it would be impossible for this second master to make such an rude request to Liaoyangfeng.

In fact, the depression in Denglou's heart is what the Lord of Liaofeng can imagine, his life is in the hands of Meng Yi, and he, the so-called big master, is just a puppet, but the real strength is in the hands of the second master.

Of course, it is impossible to say these climbs, so you can only bear the anger of the Lord of Liaofeng with your scalp, and say tremblingly: "Where is the Lord of Liaofeng, Laizishan has always been the sphere of influence of Liaoyang Peak, even if there is a little more territory, isn't it still the territory of your Liaoyang Peak?" ”

This was a compromise sentence, which did not go against Meng Yi's wishes, and it didn't sound so harsh to Lord Liaofeng.

"No, we Lai Zishan want to separate and separate the portal." Meng Yi's words were always so brain-dead, and when he heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the Lord of Liaofeng was already completely angry.

Turning his head gloomily, he looked at Denglou and asked, "I wonder if what he said is true?" ”

While wiping cold sweat when he climbed the stairs, he squeezed his eyes at Meng Yi, but Meng Yi turned a blind eye to it and ignored it at all.

Lord Liaofeng glanced at the two of them meaningfully, then stood up, didn't say a word, and left immediately.

Ascending the stairs and hurriedly walked in front of Meng Yi, his expression almost cried, and said, "My ancestor, didn't you put Lai Zishan to death*." ”

"It's not certain who will die or live, let's go, let's go out and have a look, I believe that the powerhouse of Liaoyang Peak should expire."

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