Xia Meng only knew that Yu Wenhui had a one-star Martial God Key, and he didn't know that he also had a three-star Martial God Key, so he would only contact his one-star Martial God Key. After contacting more than ten times, she still couldn't get a response, Xia Meng changed her phone angrily, but Yu Wenhui had just changed her mobile phone card, and she called the old phone number, so naturally she couldn't dial it.

So...... She still couldn't contact Yu Wenhui.

After changing two ways in a row, Yu Wenhui couldn't be contacted, and Xia Meng was about to explode!

Yu Wenhui returned to the landing room satisfied, and then checked his mobile phone and the one-star Martial God Key, and before he was shocked by the countless missed communications, Xia Meng's call came in again.

"Xia Meng?"

"You don't answer my phone calls, you don't reply to my messages...... Do you want to rebel? If you delay my ...... If I delay in rescuing my sister, I will kill you alive! Where are you now? I'll go and look for you right away. ”

Yu Wenhui hesitated, reported a new place on the phone, came back with the original body, and rushed to the appointment.

Yu Wenhui did things carefully, and he didn't forget to re-equip the one-star Martial God key, so as not to show his feet. He even deliberately used a special card slot card to bring Xia Yue's escort with him.

He arrived at the store that he had made an appointment with Xia Meng, and sat down for only ten minutes, and before the things he ordered came up, a beautiful girl with a bad face sat down next to him, it was Xia Meng who was full of resentment.

"How many levels have you reached?"

Yu Wenhui hesitated for a moment, and made a gesture, Xia Meng didn't bother to play dumb riddles with him, and asked directly: "Have you passed the twentieth level?"

Yu Wenhui nodded, and Xia Meng said categorically: "This is with me entering Genghis Khan, we don't have much time." Yu Wenhui nodded, indicating that he could, he could have left at any time.

Xia Meng had a cold temperament, because he couldn't contact Yu Wenhui, he was full of anger, and his body was full of evil, which made him even more cold.

Yu Wenhui didn't dare to touch her moldy head, if he started with Xia Meng, he would definitely be the one who suffered. At this time, he only had a Hundred Variety Weapon on his body, and he didn't have any other martial arts cards with him.

The two entered the full-time martial god one after another, and after reuniting, Yu Wenhui asked with some curiosity: "Are we still participating in the battle of Qingyang Palace and Zoroastrianism?"

Xia Meng said angrily: "It's up to you! That is, practicing in the low-level area, now the weak chickens on the battlefield are all dead, and the rest are all good hands, and you are not afraid of being killed? ”

Yu Wenhui pondered for a while, and also felt that Xia Meng's words were very true, of course he didn't tell Xia Meng that he had taken a big advantage on the battlefield, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was no longer a weak chicken in the past.

Although Xia Meng copied the information of his Martial God Key, he copied the one-star Martial God Key, and the information obtained was completely worthless, so his evaluation of Yu Wenhui was extremely low.

Xia Meng's mood is also very complicated, she is not qualified to participate in the battle of besieging Bajing Zhenren, and she also feels that she is holding back the fire, and she must bring a drag oil bottle with extremely low martial arts to Genghis Khan's copy, although it is also very important over there, but it is completely incomparable to the battle of besieging Bajing Zhenren.

"It's not that our Xia family is not qualified enough, even if I work hard, I won't be able to get into the eyes of those gate lord families, but sooner or later I will let them know that I, Xia Meng, will not lose to these second ancestors. ”

Yu Wenhui observed his words and found that Xia Meng gritted his teeth and hated someone's appearance, so he asked cautiously: "Who has made you unhappy recently?"

Xia Meng was in a bad mood, and said casually: "Who else can there be but you? If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to go with you to make a copy of Genghis Khan, I would have been besieging the Eight Scenes True People right now." Do you know how many good things can be exploded by attacking a seven-star peak master?"

Yu Wenhui couldn't help but gasp, although they are all seven-star, but there is still a difference between seven-star and seven-star, for example, Meng Ning'er can easily turn over the beggar to buy a gar, and this King of Light escapes like a dog, if it is not for the sneak attack and siege, he will single-handedly take on the three kings of light: Phantom Light King, Treasure Tree King, True Yang King, maybe he can get out calmly, or even fight for a lose-lose situation.

Bajing Zhenren is the one at the pinnacle of the seven-star star, even Meng Ning'er didn't dare to brush the tiger's whiskers, Xia Meng actually wanted to besiege it? Yu Wenhui had a strange feeling, and he quickly guessed a possibility - there was an extremely large force behind Xia Meng.

The younger generation and the older generation of the ancient family almost all know about the Tianxia Alliance, but Yu Wenhui is a mallet, he really doesn't know what the Tianxia Alliance is, and he doesn't even know the existence of the Tianxia Alliance.

Of course, Yu Wenhui would not be reckless to ask directly, he took a detour and made a suggestion: "Before we go to Genghis Khan, we can sneak to watch for a while, maybe we can pick up some cheap!"

Xia Meng said angrily: "Huang Baxian is not such a good talker, anyone who doesn't go his way will end up miserable!"

Yu Wenhui was slightly stunned, he didn't know who Huang Baxian was, but he could hear that Xia Meng was deeply jealous of this person.

Yu Wenhui did not continue to instigate, in fact, persuading others often requires a degree, to put it mildly, it is just a little annoying, but if you chatter and persuade others to do things you don't like to do, or can't do it at all, you can't do it, it's going to be annoying.

Many people always feel that they are thinking about others and have good intentions, but they are always hated by others, and it is beyond this degree.

Yu Wenhui was a little cunning after all, so he immediately changed his suggestion and said: "If you can't besiege the Eight Scenery Zhenren, we can also go and besiege others, such as the Twelve Bright Kings ......"

Xia Meng immediately gave him a disdainful look, and said coldly: "Do you think you are Meng Ning'er, or Mr. God? A seven-star master is also a twenty-level person like you who can besiege him? What is the quality of your best character card, and what level is your strongest martial arts? Do you have half a unique martial arts card all over your body?"

Yu Wenhui was a little embarrassed, and wanted to say: "The King of Light has a great wool! Lao Tzu has three toads alive in one move, why do you say that Lao Tzu's goods are not qualified to besiege? Lao Tzu is one to three! What I don't lack now is a martial arts card...... but after all, I know that sprouting and making a fortune is the last word, and I suppressed the urge to show off, and I have nothing to say.

Xia Meng also felt that his tone was not good, so he eased up and explained: "In this battle between good and evil, the most profitable ones are Meng Ning'er and Mr. God! One killed Qilimaiga, and the other killed the three kings of light in a row, and almost everyone wanted to find out these two people and get what they had in their hands." Especially Mr. God, like a dragon, seeing the beginning but not the end, no one has inquired about his details so far, so he can only be called Mr. God! That is the real master......" Yu Wenhui was stunned for a while, and then realized that this Mr. God was actually himself.

When Xia Meng said this, he lost the interest in continuing to talk, waved his hand, and asked Yu Wenhui to open the copy......