"How could Brother Meng come out so quickly and go back without being punished?" Mu Heng thought that Meng Xuyang would have to be locked up for at least a year and a half, but he didn't expect him to come out and fool around so soon.

"It's hard to put into words." Meng Xuyang's bitter and hateful expression looked very miserable.

"Then speak slowly, I have time." Mu Heng still has a little bit of gossip about Meng Xuyang's.

"Uh..." Meng Xuyang looked at Mu Heng in surprise, and wondered in his heart that you haven't learned Chinese and can't understand the meaning of a word?

"Hey, Senior Sister Luo, why don't you say a word to Brother Wei?" Meng Xuyang didn't want to tell Mu Heng about the mess at home, so he talked to Luo Yunjin, who had been thinking that he didn't exist.

"Hmph, I don't want to talk to a scumbag like Senior Brother Meng." Luo Yunjin didn't even look at Meng Xuyang, and his disgusted expression suddenly brought Meng Xuyang a little bit of harm.

"Senior Sister Yunjin, being a brother is also a hardship, so I have to do it as a last resort." Meng Xuyang's exaggerated appearance, Mu Heng, who was looking directly, wanted to laugh.

But speaking of which, the junior sister is really good-temperament, such a ruthless unmasking of Meng Xuyang's scars, it's enjoyable.

"No matter how hard you are, you can't harm other women. Also, stay away from my senior brother, if you dare to take him badly, I won't spare you." Luo Yunjin's serious appearance was very cute, and he pulled Mu Heng away as he spoke, avoiding Meng Xuyang's sphere of influence.

"Well, listen to you, junior sister." Mu Heng had to make a clear attitude at this time and keep his distance from the scum.

Just as Mu Heng and the three of them were comparing themselves with each other, another team of people came from the sky, from far to near.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Sister Chong, it's not good to speak ill of people behind your back." A cyan figure in the sky slowly grew larger, and after this figure, a large area of black pressure was full of people.

"The Upper Halal Sect is coming." Meng Xuyang said.

Mu Heng also guessed in his heart that it was from the Halal Sect, and he had never seen it before, so it was inconvenient for him to speak. However, the disciples of the Shangqing Halal Sect are different from the Taiqing Dao Palace, and the hundreds of disciples are dressed in various styles and have different heights, but all of them exude a fierce aura.

The team composed of people from the Halal Sect, Mu Heng looked like a sharp fairy sword, and the momentum far exceeded that of the Taiqing Dao Palace.

"What a strong formation." Mu Heng had never seen such a sharp formation, and he wondered in his heart what kind of people this Halal Sect was.

"It's not surprising that the Upper Halal Sect is obsessed with swords, and it is all a group of paranoid sword cultivators, who are arrogant and incalculent, and they are not subtle at all." Meng Xuyang's sneering and disdainful face undoubtedly revealed his dislike for the Halal Sect in his heart.

"Sword cultivation?" Mu Heng heard this term for the first time.

"Only cultivate the sword, and respect one sword to break ten thousand laws." Meng Xuyang obviously knew more than Luo Yunjin, so at this time, Mu Heng's question was only answered by him.

"Who is the leader?" Although Mu Heng's eyes had been looking for the Holy Son of the Upper Halal Sect, that is, Ye Qingyin's opponent, the focus of his eyes was always unintentionally attracted by the swordsman who led him.

"That is the sect leader of the Upper Halal Sect, Feng Yuande, the three-talent mirror sword cultivator, and the sect master of your sect and the palace master of our Taiqing Palace." Meng Xuyang continued.

"It's all a three-talent mirror."

"Although they are all three talent realms, there is a big gap in strength." Mu Heng also knew that there was a gap in strength, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the sword cultivation seemed to be more powerful.

Meng Xuyang seemed to know what Mu Heng was thinking, and then popularized knowledge to Mu Heng: "If you talk about personal strength, it must be sword cultivation, if you combine it with other means, your sword cultivation ability will be limited a lot."

Mu Heng nodded when he heard this, this is like a strong warrior who is a strong man, and his personal strength is very outstanding, but he is straight and does not change, and he cannot use external means. In this case, it is easy to be killed by someone else flying a kite.

The strengths are prominent, and the shortcomings are also obvious.

"I heard that this sect leader pursued the Qingdao people when he was young." Meng Xuyang leaned into Mu Heng's ear and introduced gossip to Mu Heng with an ambiguous expression.

"Anything like that?" Mu Heng seems to have heard some big secret, and this kind of secret is only an abusive kind like Meng Xuyang

The child will pay attention.

"Are you thinking, knowing that the disciples of Yuqing Xingzhai are bound by the door rules, how can anyone still pursue them?" Meng Xuyang seemed to have mind-reading skills, and helped Mu Heng ask the doubts in his heart.

Luo Yunjin next to him had always been reluctant to deal with Meng Xuyang, but when he heard about his master's past, he was also interested, and quietly moved closer to this side.

"Brother Meng is wise."

"As a man, Brother Mu should understand that there is a saying that what cannot be obtained is the best, and the strong man must make the impossible possible, so as to show his personal charm."

"There's some truth to that." Mu Heng also nodded.

"So, the female disciples of your sect are all fragrant in the eyes of the male disciples of other sects. Every jackal and hungry tiger wanted to pull the goddess off the altar, and that experience was indescribable." Meng Xuyang looked yearning, as if he had also thought of the idea of beating the female disciples of Yuqing Xingzhai.

"Phew..." As a female disciple of Yuqing Xingzhai who was rushed to Meng Xuyang's mouth, Luo Yunjin couldn't stand still and took a sip of Meng Xuyang. I thought I could hear something about Master's secrets, but I didn't expect Meng Xuyang to take his senior brother to talk about such vulgar topics.

"Senior Sister Yunjin, what I said for my brother is true. Back then, Lingshi Qingdao was the first goddess in the world, and the suitors did not know how many. How many people know that they can't do it, and there are still many suitors who will not marry her for the rest of their lives." Meng Xuyang has always studied these secrets very thoroughly, but he can't allow Luo Yunjin to deny himself in the field he is good at.

"Hmph, you're right. If my master is called the second in the world, no one will dare to call him the first. Not only is his appearance the best in the world, but his deeds are even more outstanding, attracting those vulgar men to follow, and that is a natural thing." Luo Yunjin seemed to have opened his mouth when he heard this, and his high head was about to pierce the sky.

"Is that exaggerated?" Although Mu Heng could also imagine the extraordinaryness of the Qingdao people, he felt that what the two of them said was too false.

"Brother Mu, don't believe it, there are still people at the foot of the mountain where the Qingdao people live, setting up a grass hut to show their hearts, do you say exaggerated?" Meng Xuyang changed his smug expression and replied with a sad face.

"And what's going on?" Mu Heng didn't expect that there would be facts to prove it.

"It's really Senior Brother, didn't you pay attention to the grass house at the foot of your Bamboo Tower?" Luo Yunjin seemed to be interested and joined the discussion group.

"I didn't pay attention, I just passed by twice on the way down the mountain, and I didn't pay attention to any grass houses." Mu Heng tried hard to recall the scene under the mountain, but he didn't find anything special, let alone a grass house.

"Brother Meng, why do you have such a desolate appearance, are you? Probably not!" Mu Hengcai noticed Meng Xuyang's embarrassed expression, thinking that he was also one of them.

"Bah, he doesn't want to." Luo Yunjin also saw Meng Xuyang's emotions, and when he heard Mu Heng's speculation, he snorted resentfully.

"Brother Shepherd, where do you want to go! How could I.... That........." Meng Xuyang saw that the two of them had such a misunderstanding, and hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

"Then why are you in this state?" Mu Heng glanced him up and down, signaling that he could explain.

"Hey, the person who has a grass house under the mountain peak is the person from my Taiqing Dao Palace, and it is the senior uncle below. The reason why I was able to come out so quickly this time was because I took over the task of persuading him to return to the sect and make meritorious contributions." Meng Xuyang explained.

"I see, I said, I just saw you with a-like expression." Mu Heng became more and more familiar with Meng Xuyang, and he did not hesitate to give him colored words.

"Senior brother, don't swear." Luo Yunjin didn't dare to indulge Mu Heng to follow Meng Xuyang blindly, and only after a few contacts, the senior brother began to say dirty words.

"Oh, listen to my sister." Mu Heng still likes this feeling of being managed.

"It's also very strange to say, this sect leader failed to pursue the Qingdao people back then, and now his son is trying to force the disciples of the Qingdao people to marry them. This father and son are really strange." Meng Xuyang pinched his chin, connected the things before and after, and found out the common ground.

Mu Heng was also a little shocked when he heard this, he actually had always doubted the original intention of the other party to launch this gambling fight, according to Ye Qingyin's meaning, it was for the sake of the Tao and the sect.

But now from the point of view from Meng Xuyang's mouth, Mu Heng felt that the Holy Son's desire to crush Ye Qingyin's Dao was the basic purpose, and the purpose of a higher level was to cut off Yuqing Xingzhai's luck, and the ultimate purpose was to make up for the regret of failing to win the Qingdao people at the beginning, and it could even be said to be to vent anger and revenge.

This rival in love, I'm afraid it's not good. Mu Heng had to think so in his heart, and secretly made up his mind that Ye Qingyin must not lose, no matter what means are used.

Dare to dig into the corner of Lao Tzu's wall, if you don't remove your arm, I'm sorry for you. Mu Heng, who originally just wanted to sit and watch Ye Qingyin win, decided to participate at this time and leave a deep impression on this holy son.

Come and don't be rude!

"Hmph, neither father nor son is a good thing, nor are you." Luo Yunjin was extremely angry when he heard Meng Xuyang's words, so he scolded Meng Xuyang together.

"What's my business?" Meng Xuyang is also unable to argue with this unwarranted disaster, who makes the impression left on others too bad.

"I already have four wives in the family, and I have enjoyed the blessings of all people, and I have bullied our women to the house, and I am still messing with flowers and grass outside, who don't you scold?" Luo Yunjin instantly became the embodiment of justice, and his mouth was much more powerful, and Meng Xuyang was speechless.

"Brother Meng, who is the Holy Son of the Halal Sect?" Mu Heng always felt that the sword cultivators who stood motionless on the ice were all the same, men and women all looked like "don't mess with me, if you provoke me, I will beat you", a group of "pretending-coercing-criminals" of Chi Guoguo.

"Oh, that's the tall, thin man in black standing behind the Sect Master." Meng Xuyang pointed to a young man behind Feng Yuande and said.

"Brother Meng refers to the one with nostrils facing the sky?"