Late at night, after Zhou Meng woke up, he heard that Wei Lin was taken away, and thought: Wei Lin is the heroine, and she won't die in the capital, so she didn't worry too much.

When you see the collar around your neck, you reach out and take it off.

Who knows, with a slight touch, a huge explosion sounded around.

Immediately afterwards, someone came to buckle Zhou Meng and put the collar back on.

Then Zhou Meng stayed in the cage honestly and gathered enough people to play werewolf killing together.

After explaining the rules in detail, several people sat together and wited.

Afterwards, the rest of the people came to ask for advice, and everyone sat together in groups of three or five, and endured the first night in the capital amid arguments and laughter.

The sun rose later than the rest of the world, and when the people were illuminated by the dawn, they found that the cage was hanging above a clearing, and the cultivators of the capital surrounded the clearing.

Zhuang Xiang looked down and was silent.

Zhou Meng went to the cage, looked down, and then hurriedly retracted his head.

"What is this for?" Zhou Meng already had a premonition in his heart, but he still wanted to ask Zhuang Xiang to make sure, "These people, don't they want to see us fight!" We're all silent now, and they want to see us in hand-to-hand combat?"

Zhuang Xiang seemed to be calmly analyzing the situation below, and he just nodded in response to Zhou Meng's question.

"Ah! Savage!"

Zhuang Xiang approached Zhou Meng and said, "The Thunderbolt has already gathered the Falling Sky Mirror, but King Li has not appeared for a long time. Lidu's next move is not obvious. Now the most trusted person of the king may be the third son-in-law tattoo clock. Now, Wei Lin is by Wen Zhong's side."

"Wow spy."

"I've heard that tattooed clocks are the best at controlling people's minds. Even King Li once obeyed Wen Zhongyan."

"Hey, are you worried that Wei Lin will be bought by the tattoo?"

Zhuang Xiang did not answer.

"Roar, it's exciting."

Zhuang Xiang sighed and shook his head, and almost said, "You are not saved".

"I'm curious, how did Wen Zhong fall in love with Wei Lian? Last night, wasn't Wei Lin dragged out to fight by Jiang Que? How, can this fate still be passed on? The taste of the people of Lidu is really bizarre, either they like the fancy, or they like the cold-faced ugly girl like Wei Lian, why does no one take a fancy to me? So that I, as a captive, will not be guilty."

Zhuang Xiang really couldn't stand Zhou Meng's indecency, and joked: "Perhaps, the Meizu visitor will take a fancy to you."

Han Qi came to the two of them and whispered, "That's the Rose Lord of the Sand Sea Mei Clan's Rose Tribe. Her tribe is close to the capital of Perak, and every year it will pass through the capital to transport ashes inland, so she occasionally comes to the capital as a guest and has a serious relationship.

And every time she comes, she chooses slaves and good breeds."

Zhou Meng yawned and said, "I know how to choose slaves, what is the embarrassment of choosing good breeds? It's all a sea of sand, can they still farm there?"

"Not a good seed of the crop, but a good seed of man."

"Oh my God! Breed the pigs!"

"Something like that. Meizu people have a short life, and if they live to be twenty-four or five years old, they will be considered to be at the end of their lives, which is the price of Meizu's disbelief in gods. However, some ethnic groups still hope that their own race can live longer, so they go back to the interior to choose high-quality people to be their species."

Zhou Meng raised his interest: "Isn't this very suitable for care?"

"Yes, also, Meizu respects women, so the general selection of varieties is the selection of male species."

"Haha, then Zhuang Xiang, you have to be careful."

"Now that this battle is going to begin, we must be going to start selecting seeds again. If it is chosen by the Rose Lord or other royal families, the future may be a little later, but if it is selected as an ordinary species, it is estimated that by the Meizu clan, it will be exhausted in less than a month."

Zhou Meng laughed: "Han Qi, have you already started to imagine your life after being selected?"

Han Qi immediately waved his hand and shook his head: "You can't be chosen!" I

I'm just going to share with you what I know, but be careful. When the time comes, don't act too good and be careful of being treated as a good breed."

The iron cage slowly fell, reaching a height that Zhou Meng could accept.

Someone shouted, "The Lord of the Roses is here, and today you will choose the best seeds!" I'm going to capture the inland cultivators and offer them to the Rose Lord to adopt!"

The Rose Lord got up slowly, gracefully and luxuriously, went to the side of the iron cage, looked carefully, pointed at Cheng Xue and said, "What is that white and tender cultivator?"

Cheng Xue immediately hid behind Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng got up suddenly, "Lord Rose, look up for a long time. This is the twilight of the Wind Determination Sect."

Originally, the eyes of the Rose Lord were still bright and bright, but when he saw Cheng Xue hiding behind Zhou Meng, his eyes dimmed, "It's a guts."

Zhou Meng put his mind at ease.

The Rose Lord's gaze stayed on Zhou Meng again.

"Are you?"

Zhou Meng was shocked, "I'm ...... My name is unknown."

The Rose Lord stretched out his finger and hooked it.

Zhou Meng arrived with amusement and approached the iron cage fence.

"You're not bad, either."

Zhuang Xiang stepped forward, "She can't."

The Rose Lord glanced at Zhuang Xiang coldly: "Oh, this good skin, it's all together. Why don't you three come with me?"

Zhou Meng shook his head again and again: "Ah no, no, no, it's good for the Lord of Roses to take him alone, Cheng Xue and I are not good breeds."

"I just like flams." The Lord of the Roses said.

Immediately, Zhou Meng was picked up and slipped out, wrapped his hands and placed beside the Rose Lord.

"Lord Rose, you're so pretty." Zhou Meng praised from the bottom of his heart.

People who are accustomed to seeing fine skin and tender flesh suddenly saw the slightly black skin and angular bone appearance of the rose lord, Zhou Meng couldn't help but admire.

"You are smart, if you follow me in the future, you will have a sweeter mouth."

"I want to ask, Lord Rose, what do you like about me? That thin and tall cultivator of the Ji Lan Sect, don't you like it?"

"It's a hard nut to look, and I don't want to go back with an ice cube and cry all day long."

"Lord Rose is wise. And what about the rest? Why don't you choose one?"

"It's good to choose one a year, so what do you want so much? For the rest, just take a look. I don't know what it was like when they lost their spiritual power and fought. The kid you're protecting, I'd like to see how capable he is."

Zhou Meng asked, "Lord Rose, what do you think?"

The Lord of the Roses stood up and said to the people, "Today, I will come and see your physique! If any of you famous and decent cultivators can defeat the warriors of my Meiclan, I, Rose, will not choose slaves today. If none of you can defeat us, then we will all take Meizu to work as coolies. The time has come to prove you! Come, choose your heroes."

Zhuang Xiang was about to take a step, but Han Qi immediately said, "But you must not follow her rules, once you listen to their rules, you will be at their mercy."

Zhuang Xiang said: "People are swords, and I am fish and meat, and I have long been at their mercy."

Han Qi was speechless, so he had to let Zhuang Xiang go out.

The Rose Lord looked at Zhuang Xiang and sneered, "You're bold!"

Zhuang Xiang stood on the arena and looked around, people were noisy and cheering, and his ears could hear the sound, but he couldn't hear the sound.

He saw Zhou Meng trying to say something behind the Rose Lord, and then, a strong man of the Meizu clan walked in front of him.

"Old thing, without the spiritual power of the so-called gods, you are useless!"

Zhuang Xiang was a little confused at first, why he was called an "old thing".

After a little thought, you can figure out that the life span of the people of Lidu is short, and the growth cycle is also compressed.

This man who looks like a middle-aged strong man may only be in his early tens, so it seems that he can afford to say "old thing".

Zhuang Xiang has simply practiced some Tai Chi, receiving moves, turning moves, and making moves, and he still understands some.

The Meizu strong man stepped forward and punched Zhuang Xiang in the face.

Zhuang Xiang retreated slightly, stopped the strong man's fist, pressed inward, and pressed his other hand directly on the strong man's neck.

The strong man hurriedly covered his neck and retreated.

The Rose Lord looked at Zhuang Xiang with admiration and whispered, "This man may be able to take him to Meizu to be a seed."

Zhou Meng said with a half-smile on the side, "Didn't the Lord of Roses say that if someone wins, let them go?"

"I just wanted to see what they were capable of. Those who are useless will be released if they are released, and those who have responsibility and strength cannot, of course, be released. I, Rose, am not enough to talk to these people."

Zhou Meng stomped his feet, "Lord Rose, in fact, these people don't have any ability at all. This man, I know, looks like he has two brushes, but that's all he can do. When he made a move with me, he couldn't pass three moves, and he was beaten down. If you don't believe me, let me compete with him." Chinese Net

"Compared to him? What little talk are you going to say?"

Zhou Meng smiled awkwardly, and found that the Rose Lord was not very easy to fool, "No, then you let me compare with the warriors of Meizu!" I can hit ten! I just wanted to prove that I wasn't worse than the man. You know, I've always liked Wei Lin of our Dingfeng Sect, but Wei Lin loves this man. I don't like him."

The Rose Lord was overjoyed, clapping his hands and saying, "That's it! Good! Then go now, and fight him first, and then all the remaining captives, and I will see if you are the most capable of all of you. If you are beaten down, then, I will let others compete with the Meizu warriors. When the time comes, you won't have the life to interfere with my decision."

Zhou Meng's back was cold, it turned out that the rose lord had already seen her careful thoughts, not that she didn't stop it, but that she was cooperating with the star.

"Don't worry, Lord Rose. I'll prove that what you choose is the best."

Zhou Meng's rope was untied by the Rose Lord's retinue, and she walked to the arena, stood in front of Shuangfang, and asked Mo Long in her mind, "Is your spiritual energy enough?"

Mo Long: "My spiritual energy is sufficient, but you don't have spiritual power in your body now, I'm afraid that if you use spiritual energy, your body will be broken."

Zhou Meng: "Who do you look down on? , but it doesn't need much, as long as it can help me increase my strength. I'm just a golden finger like you, you must not drop the chain."

Mo Long: "It's not that I dropped the chain, it's that you lost the chain when you follow the plot." Originally, the lenses were found, but now they are all in the hands of the people, have you been trained by the Book Wear Bureau? I don't think you're professional."

Zhou Meng: "Don't talk!"

Zhuang Xiang and Zhou Meng confronted each other for a long time, and after Zhou Meng felt that the ink dragon activated the spiritual energy, he rushed towards Zhuang Xiang with his fist.

When he arrived in front of Zhuang Xiang, he suddenly gave Zhuang Xiang a color, Zhuang Xiang couldn't understand it for a while, and when he hesitated, he was punched in the chest by Zhou Meng.