I have a portable space

Oswell is one of the ones Meng Zhe absolutely does not want to meet, because her skills are too weird, and she doesn't know when she will use them.

"Oswell, how can you return Lin Yingtong's soul to me?" Meng Zhe's arrogance weakened a lot.

"Hee hee, you seem to be very afraid of me?" The voice was not surprised, but asked Meng Zhe with a smile.

"I don't think there are many people in Canghai who are not afraid of you. I just want to get back Lin Yingtong's soul as safely as possible. I mean, I'm not afraid, it's just fear. We are not enemies. Why should I be afraid? You?" Meng Zhe couldn't see his real thoughts on his face.

"Yeah, you can talk, but I still don't plan to return the soul of this beauty to you!" Oswell's previous sentence was still happy, boasting that Mengzhe could talk, and the next sentence naturally put Meng Zhe shook his head and rejected the request
Hearing Oswell's refusal, Meng Zhe's expression didn't change a bit, because he knew there would be conditions.

"Then how can you return her soul to me?" Meng Zhe's voice remained extremely calm without any change.

"Yoyo, don't worry! I won't hurt your sweetheart. After all, it's not worth offending someone who is related to the way of heaven." Then, a woman with curvy hair like amethyst appeared in the in front of Meng Zhe.

Regarding Oswell's words, Meng Zhe was noncommittal and just stared at her indifferently.

The eyeballs of Dong Yiming, who was caught by Meng Zhe, were about to pop out. At first, he thought that the way of heaven in this world was very good, and he wanted to take it by himself, but the way of heaven in this world was a bit unreasonable. A little tweaking of the rules suppressed him.

However, Oswell said earlier that Meng Zhe had something to do with the Dao of Heaven. Doesn't that mean that this world is Meng Zhe's home field?

Although Oswell didn't say where the heaven is, but he can think of it with his toes, it belongs to this world. It is not an exaggeration to say that Meng Zhe is like the young master of this world. If you want to pinch him to death, you can pinch an ant no difference.

"The first time we met, don't you be so indifferent, you should make me happy, so maybe I will give you Lin Yingtong's soul as soon as I am happy!" Zhe's shoulder.

Meng Zhe frowned: "Please take your hands away!"

"Really, you're so boring!" Oswell withdrew his hand with a bored expression.

She doesn't want to anger the King of Assassins in the sea, there is a saying on earth that says, a tiger is still a tiger when it falls in Pingyang, and even a dog jumps over the wall when it is anxious.

"Meng Zhe, do you know my real identity?" After a long time, Oswell suddenly said such a frown.

Meng Zhe's face was a little dazed, he didn't keep up with Oswell's brain circuit.

"What identity?"

"Do you really not know, or do you not want to tell?" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe with a half-smile.

Meng Zhe's face was full of shock, "As soon as Oswell finished speaking, a trace of coercion belonging to the transformation stage emanated from her body."

"Why are you pretending to be the closing date?" Meng Zhe was a little puzzled.

At the same time, Meng Zhe's heart was already beating a little. Now he wants to cultivate, and his cultivation is still in the stage of refining weapons.He wants a handy weapon, but there is only one space blade that he can barely use, and it can't last long.Ask him to ask for the pill Fulu, but he doesn't have one.It really doesn't matter what you want. Thinking of this, Meng Zhe's heart almost collapsed.

The worst thing is that he can feel that Oswell is definitely not just promoted, at least he was promoted decades ago.

When Meng Zhe wanted nothing, and Lin Yingtong's soul was still in the hands of others, and the worst thing was that other people's cultivation base was higher than Meng Zhe's strongest seventeenth, what's the deal, he could surrender.

Oswell said indifferently: "Anyway, there is nothing fun in the sea, and the hearts of every creature there are very dirty. Who knows what will be attracted after revealing their true strength! Why don't you come with you? Play here, although the aura here is a bit low, but there are so many fun things to do, the most important thing is that there is no one here who has a higher cultivation level than me, except for you who are related to the heaven, I am the most awesome one , you can play however you want!"

The corners of Meng Zhe's mouth twitched, which meant that he was not as good as Oswell in anything but the care of heaven.

"Wait, you said follow me, did you know that I would be killed?"

"Yeah~~ I've finally come to my senses!" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe with a slow reaction expression on his face.

Meng Zhe rubbed his temples with a headache: "Let me be quiet first!"

"Yeah, you digest it first, I'm leaving first!" Oswell nodded, his body has slowly entered the virtual state.

"Give me back Lin Yingtong's soul!" Meng Zhe directly imprisoned the surroundings with the blade of space.

"Don't be so irritable. I'm just using this beauty's soul to study. In exchange, I'll tell you a piece of news. In the north, there are the materials for the Foundation Establishment Pill you want!" Oswell just waved his hand lightly. The space is restored to its original state.

Before Meng Zhe could react, Oswell had completely disappeared.

"What's the relationship between you and her?" Dong Yiming said suddenly, bringing Meng Zhe who was thinking back to his senses.

"It doesn't matter!" Meng Zhe's face was complicated.

"You don't have to worry about it so much, I'll find a container to put you in first, otherwise I can't hold you all the time!"

Dong Yiming pointed to the jar in the room: "

"No, the jar here has its own seal, and it doesn't need to consume your spiritual power, just use that to hold my primordial spirit!"

"No, this one is not enough, I need to find a more suitable one!" After Meng Zhe put all the surrounding jars into the newly opened stable space, he strode towards the teleportation array.

Back in the hotel room, Meng Zhe saw Xing'er was helping Lin Yingtong wipe her face.

"What happened?" Meng Zhe became vigilant again.

"It's like this. An hour after you left, Miss Lin Yingtong suddenly burst into tears. It was useless to comfort her. She didn't calm down until not long ago." Xing'er explained cautiously.

Meng Zhe nodded: "You are responsible for taking care of Lin Yingtong during this time, and don't worry about the rest!"

"Okay!" Xing'er didn't ask if it was successful, she had already seen the answer from Meng Zhe's ugly face!

"I'm retreating first, please help me protect the law!"

"Okay, then give me the money I need for this period of time!" Xing'er readily agreed.

Meng Zhe was dumbfounded again: "I'm just recovering the consumed spiritual power, you don't think I'm going to die, do you?"

"Um, I thought you were going to break through the small realm!" Xing'er blinked.