I have a portable space

Meng Zhe frowned: "Good boy, you are really cunning!"

When Meng Zhe raised his hand casually, the bare man struggled and flew into his hand.

Meng Zhe released his Nascent Soul stage's powerful divine stone worriedly, and carefully searched the surrounding hundreds of kilometers until he found no track of Ji Tao's soul before putting it away.

"Meng Zhe, let me go, I promise I won't offend you anymore!" Ji Tao's voice came to Meng Zhe's mind, and by the way, the bare man in Meng Zhe's hand also knelt down.

Meng Zhe stepped into the space crack again, still holding a simple ring in his hand.

"I didn't expect this kid to be quite rich. There are three or four people here just for refining the medicinal materials for building Jidan!" Meng Zhe's face flashed a gleam of joy.

Not only that, he also found dozens of bundles of banknotes inside, probably in bundles of one hundred thousand!

There are dozens of gold bars, and five or six spells that Ji Tao used to escape last time!
When Meng Zhe saw something, his eyes couldn't hide the ecstasy: "It turned out to be clean water, so that my cultivation base and physique can go online again!! Hahahaha!"

"There is also a magic weapon long sword, the grade is not bad, at least it is enough to be used as a demonstration on the surface!!" The more he looked at the moon in Meng Zhe's eyes, there were definitely too many good things in it.

In fact, Meng Zhe felt a little weird when he came to Tiandao. It was not fake, but more real than the first time. It was only after Ji Tao's breath appeared that Meng Zhe suddenly realized it, and when Ji Tao let go of the soul grass, Meng Zhe He was prepared, but in order not to arouse Ji Tao's vigilance, Meng Zhe remained silent.

It's not that Meng Zhe didn't deal with the vigilant Ji Tao, but that one thing can be done easily, who wants to spend a lot of effort.

After returning to the hotel, Meng Zhe put the ring away without a trace: "This thing must not be seen by people who are not familiar with it, otherwise it will cause a bloody battle!"

Meng Zhe came to Tang Jia's room, turned towards an inconspicuous corner, and saw Tang Jia's figure gradually became clear there.

"What did you do to Ji Tao? Did you kill him?" Tang Jia looked at Meng Zhe worriedly, and then she threw herself into Meng Zhe's arms.

But she threw herself directly on the bed, and Meng Zhe had already stood by the window, with a relaxed expression on his face:
"Don't make trouble, I'm so tired now!"

Tang Jia, who had an ugly face, became much better after hearing what Meng Zhe said:

"Are you okay, are you hurt anywhere?"

Meng Zhe shook his head: "I'm fine, just a little tired!! I need to adjust my breath for a while, you help me protect the law!"

"Okay, don't worry about adjusting your breath, I will definitely help you protect the Dharma seriously!" Tang Jia sat silently on the bed and closed her eyes, so that she could sense danger as quickly as possible.

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Zhe's mouth, as if he was very satisfied with Tang Jia's guardian.

"Oh, by the way, this is for you!" Meng Zhe threw a square object in Tang Jia's direction just as he was about to close his eyes.

Tang Jia quickly caught the thing thrown by Meng Zhe with the speed that Meng Zhedu was horrified, and quickly returned to the original place.

I saw that it was an inconspicuous wooden signboard, and it was engraved with a tortoise sticking out its tongue.

Tang Jia wondered what it was, but she was sensible enough not to bother Meng Zhe who was adjusting his breath, but slowly researched it by herself.

Slowly, Tang Jia also entered the realm of self-forgetfulness.

"The game is about to start in half an hour, but how come Meng Zhe doesn't even see anyone?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm really afraid of admitting defeat!"

In the early morning of the next day, a group of people gathered in front of the hotel to discuss who would win today's match, Meng Zhe or Yang Zhiyuan.

Yang Zhiyuan wore a decent suit and walked through his familiar circle, talking to those people constantly, while those people kept nodding.

But in his eyes is a sinister look: "Sexy, let's see how you win this time!"

Those who were with Yang Zhiyuan in front held a stack of thick papers in their hands, and kept moving through the crowd, handing out the papers to everyone.

After a while, there was a series of exclamations from the crowd:

"I didn't expect Meng Zhe to be such a person. I really misjudged him. I thought he was a good citizen who obeyed the law. I didn't expect him to do such a nasty thing!!"

"Yeah, yeah, I wanted to help out or something, but now I have the urge to hit him with a rotten egg!!"

"Referee, I suggest directly declaring Yang Zhiyuan the victory. A villain like Meng Zhe is not qualified to compete with Yang Zhiyuan!"

"What happened? Why is it so chaotic?" Lin Yingtong held the microphone with a gentle face to signal everyone to quiet down.

"It's like this. Meng Zhe has done a lot of disgraceful things. I suggest disqualifying him from the competition!" A fat boy took over and said with an indignant expression.

"Don't worry, can you show me what is written on it?" Lin Yingtong still asked calmly.

"Here!" The little fat man excitedly handed the paper to Lin Yingtong.

Because of nervousness, my palms were sweaty.

Lin Yingtong acted as if she didn't feel anything, took it and glanced at it roughly.

"Nonsense, do you know what rape is? Do you know that rape may be punishable by death? Do you know that rape can be found on Xuexin.com? Do you think the school will accept a criminal as a student? What do you mean? I don’t even know how to shout here!” Xing’er’s face turned red with anger when she saw what was written on the paper below.

She unceremoniously tore the paper to pieces, and twisted it fiercely with her feet.

"That's not necessarily the case. After all, the school also wants to make money,,, and his school is still in a mountain city, so I'm not surprised if anything happens!" The chubby student argued dissatisfied.

"Then you say that, that means Yang Zhiyuan is also a rapist? Or something even more serious, a 'murderer'!" Xing'er answered the words confidently.

"And you have committed a more serious problem, that is, you are saying that government agencies do not do practical things, but only play tricks!" Xing'er very neatly put a hat on the fat man for insulting the national government staff.

The terrified look on the fat man's face, said, "I didn't say that!!"

"Wow, you said that Meng Zhe was a rapist, but he and Yang Zhiyuan went to the same school. Doesn't it mean that Yang Zhiyuan is also a criminal!!"

"I believe that Yang Zhiyuan will not be a prisoner!!" The fat man was a little anxious, and said this sentence without hesitation.

"Wow, do you have evidence that Meng Zhe is the criminal? Do you have evidence that Yang Zhiyuan is not the criminal?" Xing'er's eyes flashed a purple light.

"Then you have no evidence to say that Meng Zhe is not a criminal, but Yang Zhiyuan is!!" The fat man directly refuted it as if he had grasped at straws.

"Do you want evidence?" Xing'er turned around, with a weird smile on her face.

Yang Zhiyuan seemed to realize something, and said into the headset: "Hurry up and refuse, and then leave!"

"Hmph, who wouldn't forge evidence? I can guarantee that Yang Zhiyuan won't be a criminal! I'll stop talking to you today, and I'll argue with you another day!" After saying that, the fat man hid in the crowd and disappeared.