I have a portable space

"Hey, can't the dignified young master of the Meng family afford this little money?" The monitor's voice was full of envy.

"How can I hear that your voice is full of jealousy?!" Meng Zhe called cheerfully.

"Go, you think everyone cares about your identity!"

"You haven't answered me yet. What's the situation?" Meng Zhe didn't answer, and brought the topic back to the main topic.

"It seems to be out of school! What do you think?"

"Why do you have an uncertain rhetorical question in your tone?" Meng Zhe's forehead was covered with black lines.

"I don't know, I can only give you an answer like this!"

Meng Zhe was sure that the monitor's face was full of flattery at this time, but he was just joking with each other.

Meng Zhe took a deep breath: "I said that the class monitor is almost enough! If you weren't here, I would have wanted to beat you up!"

Don't look at his easy-to-talk appearance at this time, in fact, he is relatively speaking.

Imagine how a family like Meng Zhe and even richer could be so casual.

"I'm asking you something you know, is the whole school going?"

"how can that be possible!
First of all, there are not enough vehicles, and secondly, the school will not spend so much money.

Besides, so many people in the school go out, are you going out for fun or for a parade? "His voice was full of disbelief, as if Meng Zhe's question was stupid.

The fact is the same, how can an ordinary person ask such a question.

Meng Zhe also knew that his question was wrong, but he didn't feel any embarrassment.

Changed the way of asking: "Which classes will be there this time?"

"Well, it seems to be only in the high school, but the exact number is unknown." The squad leader didn't hold on to Meng Zhe's matter, but his tone was still full of uncertainty.

Fortunately, there was no rhetorical question in this tone, which made Meng Zhe heave a sigh of relief.

Meng Zhe thought for a while before saying: "I see, I'm thinking about it." After finishing speaking, Meng Zhe hung up the phone.

"This kid, I haven't told him the time and place yet!" The squad leader shook his head helplessly.

Meng Zhe didn't think about anything else, just thinking: "Will it be troublesome if you go with a large army?"

According to Meng Zhe's idea, he went there alone, after all, the goals are different.

At that time, whenever there is a situation, I will be questioned non-stop, especially the teacher who leads the team out every time.

One good thing about their school is that there are teachers who lead the team when they go out to play, so that there will be no embarrassing things like not knowing where to go and having to search on Baidu every time they go to play.

But this incident also helped Meng Zhe solve a difficult problem, so there is a legitimate reason to go n.

As for the latter matter, I will talk about it later, I believe there is always a solution.

It's not that he doesn't want to make more preparations, but that he is really unfamiliar with it.

Besides, n is also in the territory of China, and there will be no acclimatization.

Once Meng Zhe had figured it out, he stopped thinking about it. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so it was useless to think so much.

Half an hour later, Tang Jia finally woke up from his practice.

In fact, as long as you have developed your true qi, you no longer need to practice each move one by one. What you need to do is a good exercise to cultivate the true qi in your body.

At this time, Tang Jia's face no longer had the previous madness or struggle, but only the calmness of resignation to fate.

She quietly walked to Meng Zhe's side, as if waiting for fate to judge her.

"Okay?" Meng Zhe turned to look at him with a smile.

Tang Jia didn't speak, but nodded calmly.

"Don't be sullen, after all, you won't suffer from this matter. "

Tang Jia's expression fluctuated, but he still didn't say anything.

"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Meng Zhe changed his expression.

Tang Jia still didn't speak, just waiting for Meng Zhe to continue.

"It's really boring!" Meng Zhe stood up from the stone.

"The good news is that you will not be unconscious, which means I will not control your consciousness." Meng Zhe said to himself.

Tang Jia's eyes finally regained some energy, but she did not forget that Meng Zhe had another bad news.

"The bad news is..." Meng Zhe didn't continue, he wanted to see Tang Jia's reaction.

What disappointed Meng Zhe was that Tang Jia didn't respond at all, and remained so calm.

Meng Zhe didn't care about her expression anymore, he just told the bad news.

"The bad news is that your life and death are on my mind."

What surprised Meng Zhe was that Tang Jia's expression did not change at all, it was still so calm.

Even middle-aged people will feel anger, resentment and other emotional changes when they hear that their life and death are under control.

Therefore, Tang Jia must have something weird.

Meng Zhe didn't linger too much on this topic, but just indicated that Tang Jia could hand over his life essence and blood.

At this moment, Tang Jia charged towards Meng Zhe.

The distance between Tang Jia and Meng Zhe was not far, so Tang Jia grabbed his arm almost effortlessly.

But Tang Jia yelled in his heart that something was wrong, because what he caught was too easy.

A trace of sarcasm appeared on Meng Zhe's face: "I thought you would improve a bit, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."

As soon as Meng Zhe pointed at Tang Jia's Qihai acupoint, Tang Jia collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

Meng Zhe directly suppressed it with great strength, and then forcibly took away Tang Jia's blood essence.

Tang Jia screamed and passed out directly.

Meng Zhe couldn't kill her even if he wanted to kill her now, because the great luck in her body was locked by the way of heaven.

This indicates that this is the person chosen by the way of heaven, and there must be great opportunities or catastrophes in the future earth.

Meng Zhe could roughly guess that this big festival should be caused by himself, and Yang Zhiyuan, who had a grudge against him last time, should also be locked.

Meng Zhe guessed right, Yang Zhiyuan was indeed locked.

And he is now basking in great bliss.

Because he was surrounded by a group of people at this time, and those people were still fighting to accept him as a disciple.

"Hehe, Meng Zhe, Meng Zhe, it doesn't matter if you don't accept me as an apprentice, but now I am the target of being scrambled to become an apprentice!" Yang Zhiyuan's eyes were full of pride and gratitude.

"Zhiyuan, come to my sect, and I will accept you directly as a disciple of Qing Chuan." An old man with a sense of immortality loudly shouted out the benefits of joining his sect.

"What are you!" Another middle-aged man gave the old man a look.

"Come to my sect not only as a disciple of Qing Chuan, but also I will train you with the strength of the whole Qing clan."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't speak the whole time, just watched those people arguing like clowns.