Yi Fei's eyes were full of complexity, and he said in a low voice: "You don't want to ask me, why are you leaving?"

Meng Lang rolled his eyes and scolded: "Are you going to sing for me here?"

Do you want me to reply to you with a high-level [If you don't want to say, I won't ask]?

And then what are you embarrassed to say, and hide it from me?

What's the matter, you want to play a bitter drama that I don't ask and you don't say?

When the time comes, you're in trouble, and then I know you're in trouble?

In the end, thousands of miles rushed to save you from fire and water?

If you really want to act, no problem, I can accompany you to have a good time.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will be hacked to death!

So, if there's a fart, don't twist and pinch like a!"

Yi Fei couldn't help but roll his eyes at the same style as Meng Lang, and said helplessly: "You guy, you really don't mean anything." The emotions that I finally brewed were completely destroyed by you all at once!"

Meng Lang: "Emotional fart, do you leave the Cult of the Gods and want to go to the opera garden to develop......?" It's better to think about it, it's very deep!"

Yi Fei: "Forget it, let's tell you the truth, my father is terminally ill, and I am ready to go back to accompany him and do my filial piety." ”

Meng Lang: "Good thing, you should have done this a long time ago!"

Yi Fei: "There is something I originally wanted to do by myself, but after thinking about it, I decided to ask you for help." Because of my lack of ability, if I mess up, not only will I not be able to go back to fulfill my filial piety, but I also want my father to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person!"

Meng Lang: "Hehe, I really got it right." This kind of life-threatening thing, you actually thought about it before you told me, after all, brothers are separated from each other, alas!"

Yi Fei: "I heard that the Blood Shadow Gate has a blood spirit fruit, this spirit fruit can prolong life, and it also has a therapeutic effect on some terminal diseases, I ......"

Meng Lang smiled, waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, I understand." ”

After speaking, he put on a bronze grimace mask, and the whole person once again regained the aura of a cold, ruthless, and calm demon sect leader.

Take off the mask, he is Meng Lang, a good brother of Yi Fei.

Wearing a mask, he is the leader of the Demon Cult, the heinous Great Devil, [Grimace Shura].

Yi Fei followed and got up, and Meng Lang shook his head.

"Don't move around, wait here. Before sunset, give you the Blood Spirit Fruit. ”

After speaking, Meng Lang walked out of Shuraju.

This kind of thing is a treasure in the Blood Shadow Gate.

Yi Fei, the protector of the Cult of the Easy God, his face is not worth the price.

If he went to the Blood Shadow Gate to collect the Blood Spirit Fruit by himself, he would definitely have to do it.

But with his strength, he will be killed!

But if this person becomes Meng Lang, it will be different.

The difference between cloud and mud!

Worlds apart!

"Sect Master, do you really want to do this?" Dong'er's little face was a little embarrassed.

"This is the punishment for you and Qiu'er, what, isn't it merciful enough?"

At this moment, Meng Lang had already left the Cult of the Loose God.

As the sect leader of the Cult of the Loose God, Meng Lang can be regarded as the most free sect leader.

Because he can go wherever he wants, no one can control him, and he himself will not restrain himself.

The head of many sects or something, worried about being stolen, most of the time in person.

But Meng Lang is not afraid!

It's not that he has faith in the Cult of the Loose God, it's not that he's sure of himself, it's simply because he doesn't care.

For a person like him, as long as he doesn't put pressure on himself, no one can put pressure on him!

Because in Meng Lang's opinion, even if the Loose God Sect was destroyed, it was nothing.

The reason why the Cult of the Gods are famous and dominate the Quartet is not because of how strong the Cult is, but because of his Meng Langqiang!

Even if the Cult of the Gods of Freedom is destroyed, as long as he Meng Lang does not die, he will be able to create another Cult of the Gods in an instant.

It is precisely because of Meng Lang's "wave" that people dare not make a move against the Carefree Divine Sect, after all, if they defeat the Carefree Divine Sect, they will face Meng Lang's revenge!

Before, everyone thought that Meng Lang was dead, so the eight major factions dared to fight the idea of the Loose God Sect.

Now that I heard that Meng Lang was not dead, they all died down.

Although the excuses are all high-sounding, to put it bluntly, I am still afraid of Meng Lang!

Meng Lang brings spring, summer, autumn and winter with him every time he travels, and he doesn't really need them to take care of him, but he simply needs a pomp.

The Demon Sect Leader travels, where can he be casual?

With only four maids, he is too little, but he is idle when there are many people.

There is no doubt that a difficult sect master to serve!

At this moment, Meng Lang was lying on the sedan chair, and the four girls in spring, summer, autumn and winter were still carrying the sedan chair for him.

The difference is that this time Dong'er and Qiu'er's original hands that sprinkled flowers did not scatter flowers, but held musical instruments.

And it is the king of musical instruments - suona!

Dong'er's face was full of embarrassment just now, and it was because of this thing.

The sect leader didn't let the two of them scatter flowers this time, but let them blow suona!

"It's enough for two people to sprinkle flowers, Chun'er Xia'er, you guys are leisurely, it's so far away from the Cult of the Gods, don't sprinkle it. Wait until you get to the Blood Shadow Gate and sprinkle it again, if you continue to sprinkle it like this, it will be scattered before you reach the Blood Shadow Gate!"

"Yes, Master. Chun'er and Xia'er were obedient.

As for Dong'er and Qiu'er, they are full of lovelessness.

Let the two of them play suona like flowers, this ......

Meng Lang's indifferent voice came: "The two of you disobeyed the orders of this seat yesterday, and this seat did not kill you, which is already extremely merciful."

Are you not happy to let you blow a suona?

Since you don't want to blow it, then wait for someone else to blow it for you tomorrow. ”

Who needs someone else to blow the suona for him?

There are only two kinds of people.

One, newlywed!

Second, the dead!

Qiu'er and Dong'er, the two girls, are obviously impossible to get married tomorrow.

Therefore, it is better to blow it to others than to blow it to others.

Qiu'er and Dong'er hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "I'll blow, I'll blow." ”

Meng Lang: "Blow hard, blow hard, and work hard!"

............

......

In fact, blowing suona is not an unacceptable thing, after all, when the sect leader asked them to learn suona, they were psychologically prepared.

If you don't blow it, why learn it?

It's just that they were very curious at that time, there are thousands of musical instruments, why did the sect leader let them learn suona?

Guzheng, pipa, flute, flute...... Which one is not more stylish than suona?

But the sect leader said that suona is the king of musical instruments, and if you want to learn it, you can learn it the most.

As a result, the suona thing is really powerful, but it's a bit of a hooligan!

Later, they learned that the sect leader asked them to learn suona, purely for the sake of [person], commonly known as pretending to be forced!

Even for the small matter of sprinkling flowers, they have been studying for more than half a year.

How to sprinkle, what gestures to use, to which angle, to the wind or against the wind, how to move neatly, how to look good, the petals must be beautiful, not only to have a sense of beauty, but also to have momentum, preferably the kind of domineering king......

There is no end to the road, and there is no end to learning!