Under the prying eyes of Lu Yao's powerful spiritual power, all of Montaigne's conversations and actions were clearly mastered.

And Montaigne's approach made Lu Yao a little unsure of how to deal with it.

Others have kindly sent food and supplies, but we can't take revenge!

Anyway, we are also polite cultural people.

As for Montaigne's strength, although he is a Yuan Saint powerhouse, Lu Yao is really not afraid at all.

'Shen Mengxin' still has a lot of poison left on the body of the fake Yuan puppet.

Among them, there is a poison that Granny Li specially instructed Lu Yao to keep carefully, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, which is known as a strange poison that can make the Yuan Shengdu fall.

[Immortal incense]: A kind of smoke that can make people drunk and dream of death, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the poison effect, which can make the Yuan Sheng intoxicated, deep in the phantom poison, and he can't wake up for several months.

This poison is precious and abnormal, and Granny Li herself has not used it a few times.

There is only one antidote to this poison, and that is the excrement of the rare beast (Dream Butterfly), and there is no other cure unless you are completely immune to all kinds of poisons.

The formula of this poison is absolutely secret, and even Lu Yao doesn't know the specific method of configuration.

This is not that Granny Li deliberately warys of Lu Yao, but that Granny Li herself doesn't know what one of the main medicines is.

It was precisely because of the existence of fairy incense that Lu Yao dared to deliberately provoke Montaigne at the beginning.

"Helper, what are you thinking?" Ye Wuming quietly came to Lu Yao's side and asked softly.

Lu Yao came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and pretended to be worried: "I'm thinking, where are we going next, whether we want to leave here and go to the sea to drift, or stay and live a boring life." ”

His voice was so soft that people couldn't help but think about it.

"Why don't we join the Great Qin Empire?" Ye Wuming said it after thinking about it for a few seconds, with some temptation in his tone.

"No, I will never agree to join the Great Qin Empire, the Great Qin Empire has strict laws and regulations, and the conscription is very serious, if we join the Great Qin Empire, it is estimated that we will all have to be pulled to the battlefield, and then everyone will be scattered and arranged to other armies, and after a long time, the dream we finally created will be scattered!"

Before Lu Yao could speak, Mo Lang came out from behind and shouted reluctantly.

Ye Wuming ignored him, just looked at Lu Yao, and said thoughtfully: "Their constant soup kitchens and supplies these days make me feel bad. If we don't surrender in the end, Montaigne will definitely come under pressure to slaughter us. Rather than that, we should pretend to surrender and save our lives first. After we have cultivated to become strong, we will find other ways to break away from Great Qin. The top priority now is that our cultivation is too low, and we are not their opponents at all, and if we resist, I am afraid that there will be no room for survival!"

"Then let them kill! Anyway, I, Mo Lang, are not afraid of death! I will definitely not join Daqin!" Mo Lang shouted with some excitement.

Lu Yao also chose to ignore Mo Lang, and just said softly: "Actually, I am not worried about Montaigne's strength at all, what makes me a little jealous is only the Great Qin Empire behind him." On the other hand, Montaigne gave me a feeling that I couldn't put it into words, but I could sense that he wasn't evil. And, as you guessed it, Montaigne did have plans to get rid of us. ”

"They—why did they get rid of us?" Xu Longxiang asked innocently at the door, he was puzzled.

Ye Wuming sighed, looked at him, smiled, and patiently explained: "Because our talents are all very strong, especially you, you have a rare dual-line rare soul of the yuan, which is a great danger to the empire, if you can't take it for your own use, then the safest way is to get rid of it in the bud." ”

"I-understood, I'll be fine if I restrain my breath in the future?" Xu Longxiang smirked smartly, and really restrained his breath.

"Okay, they've known about you for a long time, what's the use of restraining now. Lu Yao glanced at him angrily and said with a smile.

When Xu Longxiang heard this, he also laughed, and scratched his head, a little embarrassed, he thought that he had caused this disaster.

"Actually, your plan is not impossible. Lu Yao then looked at Ye Wuming and said seriously.

"So, Helper Master, have you agreed to join the Great Qin Empire temporarily?" Ye Wuming replied with some excitement.

Lu Yao didn't answer directly, but smiled mysteriously: "Things haven't come to that point yet, let's see!"

Mo Lang on the side was like a transparent person, no matter what he said, he was ignored by Lu Yao and Ye Wuming, and even Xu Longxiang pretended not to see him, which made him anxious to suspect that he was a mute.

After a few days, 20 large ships dedicated to transporting grain slowly sailed along the coastline, which were supplies for the Meng family.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

On this day, the sky was dark, the bone-chilling wind swept the land, and there were many people fishing on the coast.

The cold wind blew their young faces cracked, and their earlobes were covered with chilblains.

"It's a cold day, I really can't understand why we still fish. Didn't the Great Qin Empire give porridge every day! There are also big white steamed buns, we are eating steamed buns and drinking porridge on a charcoal fire in the house, how good!"

On a simple boat, a boy of fifteen or sixteen complained casually, clutching the rope of a fishing net, his hands were purple from the cold, and there were many broken places.

In the words of the deputy gang leader, this is called taking precautions and being prepared. Think about it, if the Great Qin Empire suddenly stops giving porridge, what will we eat? When the time comes, what else can we eat besides these dried fish?"

The boy, who had just complained a little, hurriedly slapped the root of his thigh with one hand, and suddenly shouted: "I see! I said how could those big soldier leaders be so kind to us for no reason, and they serve us every day with rice and white flour, because they want to starve us in winter, so let us beg them! It's so hateful!"

At this moment, the sea suddenly became violently windy, the waves surged, the temperature plummeted, and the exhaled breath seemed to freeze instantly.

Everyone on board knows that this is about to change!

The sound of bells and ——— gongs was heard on the shore.

"It's going to snow! Everyone, close the net!" someone shouted at the top of his voice.

When the disciples who were fishing at sea heard this, they all mustered up their strength and began to quickly reel in their nets, moving swiftly.

Mo Lang rode the waves, released Yuan Li, and began to help them close the net.

A snowflake fell silently from above.

It slowly fell into Lu Yao's palm, but it did not melt.

Immediately afterwards, flakes of snow fell to the ground, accompanying the scenery outside, with a kind of desolate beauty.

"Is it winter?"

Lu Yao looked up at the dark and gloomy sky, his eyes were full of longing, and he muttered to himself slightly.

"Sister Meng, I lit a charcoal fire in the house, come in and warm up. Mo Li lifted the curtain of the door and poked his head out and shouted at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao slowly shook his head and said, "No need, I'm not cold." ”

"Hey-ha-hey!"

"Hey-ha-hey!"

Outside the dream, in the heavy snow, the Meng Jiajun practiced martial arts shirtless in an open field, and the momentum was like a group of tigers roaring in the sky, which made people feel deeply shocked at a glance.

5,000 soldiers and the elite of the Mengjia army, that momentum, it can be returned!

Among these people, the lowest cultivation level is 60 yuan-level existence. I love to read

Many of the disciples who dreamed of dyeing the country were quietly watching, full of interest, and planned to steal the teacher.

Mo Lang, Ye Wuming, and Xu Longxiang are also among them.

"Stinky boys, don't peek around, if you have the ability, come down and practice!" Montaigne raised his eyes to look in the direction they were hiding, and shouted, his tone provocative.

When Xu Longxiang heard this, he couldn't bear it a little, but he still glanced at Mo Lang and Ye Wuming very sensibly, and asked for instructions.

I saw Mo Lang jump out directly, and shouted back: "Practice, practice! Who is afraid of whom!"

Seeing this, Xu Longxiang also followed out, anyway, Mo Lang came out first, he didn't have to worry about being blamed by Lu Yao.

Ye Wuming was helpless, so he could only take someone and go out with him.

On the snow, the two groups of people were separated in half, one side was neatly arrayed, and although the formation of the other side was not neat, it was better than the number of people.

"Say, how do you want to practice?" Mo Lang straightened his back and shouted at Montaigne.

Montaigne did not answer directly, but calmly turned around, walked to the tiger chair above, sat on it, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "Since we want to compare, we have to have a little color, otherwise wouldn't it be boring?"

Jackpots?

That's what it means to be a prize!

Mo Lang frowned, he was not stupid, he knew that Montaigne must not have held back his fart, so he looked at Ye Wuming very smartly, and his eyes were full of luster for help.

Ye Wuming stepped forward, first saluted Montaigne, and then said: "We dream of dying the country and the mountains are located in the middle of nowhere, and we have no property to use as a color head, and we hope that General Meng will take care of it, if we have to color it, we will not practice." ”

Montaigne was very satisfied with Ye Wuming's attitude, and he no longer put up a fight, stood up, walked down, and said very casually: "Since you don't have a lottery, then let's bet on something else." ”

"What do you want to bet on?" Mo Lang blurted out.

Seeing this, Ye Wuming knew that something was wrong, and the secret path was bad.

At this moment, Lu Yao stepped on the snow, like a little fairy, the white skirt was better than the snow, slowly falling in the field, and he was the first to speak: "Caitou, we naturally have dreams of dying the country, but I don't know that General Meng can't come up with something of equal value." ”

Seeing Lu Yao appear, Montaigne also spoke wildly, laughing and said: "If you have any good things, you might as well take them out, and I will definitely use something of equal value to lick and make a colorful head." ”

The corners of Lu Yao's mouth rose, his sleeves were raised, and a golden book was shot out, floating in front of everyone.

"This is a heavenly elemental skill, I wonder if General Meng can have something of equal value to use as a color head?" Lu Yao's eyes showed a little mockery, he was deliberately testing Montaigne's personality.

At the same time, he also intended to force Montaigne to make a move.

As long as Montaigne is moved and snatches it, then he can make a natural move, use the fairy incense to kill it, and by the way, refine it into a corpse!

If Montaigne doesn't even have a heart for the Heavenly Yuan Technique, then this person can become a friend.

It doesn't hurt to dream of dyeing the country and joining the Great Qin Empire.

"What! Tianpin Yuan Technique! Really fake?" Youmeng Jiajun gasped, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Hehe, do you really believe it? She is a little female doll, how can there be such a thing as a Tianpin Yuan Technique, do you know how precious the Tian Pin Yuan Technique is?"

"The Heavenly Grade Yuan Technique is precious and abnormal, its value is comparable to a hundred cities, even our General Meng only knows one kind of Heavenly Yuan Technique, and it is still incomplete! She is a doll, and it is impossible for her to sit on such a treasure as the Heavenly Yuan Technique!" someone sneered coldly and analyzed.

Ye Wuming secretly pinched a handful of sweat, he really didn't expect Lu Yao to come out as soon as he came up, completely disrupting his rhythm.

Mo Lang came to Lu Yao very nervously, and whispered in his ear: "Helper Master, this is not appropriate! This is a heavenly Yuan Technique, if we lose, wouldn't it be a big loss!"

Lu Yao bowed his head, but deliberately said loudly: "It's just a heavenly yuan technique, this thing, how much I want! If you lose, you should give it to them! Don't worry." ”

When the words fell, there was a sudden inhalation between heaven and earth, and it was quiet.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of ridicule from the camp of the Meng family's army, and no one believed it.

"Is this girl stupid?, why is she talking nonsense?" said Meng Jiajun loudly.

Montaigne frowned, looked at Lu Yao carefully, and became vigilant in his heart, he could take out the Heavenly Yuan Technique casually, and threatened to have as many as he wanted.

People who can say such things are either crazy or real!

If it's a madman, it's easy to say, but it's a child's talk.

But if the other party really has so many heavenly Yuan Skills!

So what kind of force does this innocent-looking little girl come from?

Can their Great Qin Empire afford to provoke such a force?

Thinking of this, Montaigne secretly clenched his fists and said in a heavy tone: "What you said is true? This is really a scroll of Heavenly Yuan Technique!"

The value of the Heavenly Yuan Technique is too high, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the imperial heritage, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Lu Yao snorted lightly, raised his hand to withdraw the Tianpin Yuan Technique, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said with disdain: "It's just a mere Tianpin Yuan Technique, I won't lie to you." ”

The voice is crisp, as striking as a lark, and it doesn't seem to be a lie.

"Okay! I will believe that what you say is true, and if you dare to lie to me, you will bear the consequences!" Montaigne looked sharply, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.

"Since our helper said it was true, it was naturally true. Now, I also ask General Meng to come up with something of equal value to gamble. It doesn't matter if you can't take it out, we can still accept that there is no jackpot. ”

Ye Wuming arched his hand forward, chuckling, looking polite, but there was a hidden blade in his words, as if he wanted to provoke the other party.

He deserves to be Lu Yao's confidant, no matter what Lu Yao thinks, he can assist perfectly.

Montaigne frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then finally made up his mind and looked sideways at Yan Bin beside him.

Seeing this, Yan Bin naturally knew what Montaigne was thinking, so he hurriedly bowed his body, raised his hands into fists, and said with a bitter face: "General, that thing can't be moved! That thing is related to your future——"

"Shut up! If you want to go, hurry up, why is this nonsense!" Montaigne interrupted in a deep voice.

Yan Bin had to sigh, quickly left, and ran to Montaigne's residence.

After only a few minutes, Yan Bin came here panting and carrying a large suitcase.

"General, I brought what you wanted!" Yan Bin knelt down on one knee and said very bitterly.

Montaigne glanced at him angrily, a little puzzled, why this Yan Bin had so little confidence in the Meng family's army.

The other party is just a bunch of children.

How could they lose the Meng family's army?