Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 2007 The Ascended Monster 11
This speed of absorbing spiritual energy is no longer an ordinary person!
They hadn't seen Meng Li's true face before, but after seeing it here for a few days, Meng Li had already taken off his veil and pretended to be the Patriarch of Quicksand.

Anyway, they all think that they are seizing the house, so it doesn't matter what they look like.

And if the client is an orphan, there will be no trouble.

Now that Zhang Zicheng is very bald, he was the first to give in, and he felt restless no matter what, so he insisted on persuading the rest of them to swear the oath of heaven.

Then the persuasion mode was activated. After successfully persuading one, Zhang Zicheng asked Meng Li:

"Old Ancestor, can you let him release the imprisonment after making the oath of heaven, he is very uncomfortable now."

Meng Li opened his eyes and shook his head: "No, I said I don't have time to undo them one by one."

"Let's convince others together."

Zhang Zicheng: "..."

What kind of suffering in the world is this, and now he is the most spineless and most like a villain.

Isn't he doing it for these brothers?

In fact, it's nothing if you think about it, and you don't have to bully these natives to succeed in cultivation.

So it was just the two of them trying to persuade others. At first everyone scolded them, but in the end they were subdued one by one.

Anyway, someone gave them a step down.

Besides, this is Patriarch Quicksand, if they really angered them, it would be easy to kill themselves, and the Zongmen dare not avenge them.

It's just too aggrieved to be forced to make an oath to heaven.

But no choice.

One after another, they made oaths to heaven, exactly the same as Zhang Zicheng made at that time. Seeing that they had all sworn oaths, Meng Li released them, waved to a group of people whose muscles were almost stiff, and said:

"You go back."

"Old Ancestor, why don't you go back with us?" Zhang Zicheng said cautiously.

Meng Li glanced at them: "I went back with you? Then you murdered me?"

Zhang Zicheng: "..."

Who dares to murder her?
Really are.

"Our suzerain admires our ancestors very much. If we can meet with our ancestors, we will be very happy." Zhang Zicheng spoke tactfully.

Meng Li nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

If Patriarch Liusha really knew their suzerain, wouldn't he just be cheating if he chatted casually in the past?
But you can also pretend to be amnesia.

Anyway, the strength is here. Although I am not as good as them for the time being if I really want to compete in spiritual power, the power of space and spiritual power are enough to crush them.

Why don't you take a walk?Anyway, it's okay, it's better to see if they can be persuaded by the patriarch to teach the disciples of the sect.

Relieve the pressure of the oppressed natives in this world.

"Do you welcome me?" Meng Li looked at the bearded men, and the three or four of them had the biggest opinions on him.

But now he is still in a state of daring to be angry and dare not speak, so he can only nod sullenly.

"Then I'll trust you for a while, and go see that kid too." Meng Li pretended to be mature.

Presumably their suzerain can only be a kid in front of some quicksand ancestors.

It was so much fun, if there weren't so many people here, she would have laughed out loud.

At the beginning, they relied on their words of the quicksand ancestors, and the rest depended on their own acting.

Meng Li told the dwarves that he was going to their sect, and the dwarves expressed their concern:

"The dens of those monsters are very dangerous. Is the benefactor really going?" A group of dwarves stood in front of Meng Li, staring up at Meng Li.

Meng Li squatted down, looked at them, then shook his head and said, "It's okay, they can't do anything to me."

"Benefactor, let us accompany you, we can still protect the benefactor." The patriarch thought for a while, but was still worried.

These words suddenly made a group of monks laugh, just this group of people, shorties?
It's not enough to be cannon fodder, but to protect others.

They showed mocking smiles one after another, but after being glared at by Meng Li, they restrained themselves one after another.

"It's really not necessary. You can stay here with peace of mind. I'll be a guest in the future." Meng Li smiled. He wanted to reach out and pat the patriarch on the shoulder, but he didn't think it was appropriate.

After all, he is the patriarch of a clan after all.

Although the appearance of this group of dwarves does not meet her aesthetics, even a little funny, but she thinks their personalities are okay and they are very enthusiastic.

They are not very violent people. Since the monks have been trapped in the dwarves for a few days, these dwarves just watch them and observe them all day long, and then they just keep attacking these monks with their mouths, but no dwarfs ask to kill them. You can tell if you kill them or torture them.

Let yourself deal with it, even if you want to let them go now, they don't have much opinion.

I was worried that the monster would be scary and hurt her.

"Don't go, benefactor, they are really scary." The dwarves were still extremely worried.

Meng Li shook his head: "I'm really fine, they dare not touch me, trust me, okay?"

"Hey……"

"Benefactor..." The dwarves sighed hard. They couldn't persuade Meng Li, and they couldn't forcefully keep the benefactor. They could only let Meng Li and a few monks leave, and they even saw him off in person.

When Meng Li walked halfway, he suddenly asked a few of them: "Can you make sedan chairs?"

"No." The bearded man said immediately.

Meng Li laughed: "You are the fastest to answer, so you will definitely."

In fact, an ordinary sedan chair is relatively easy to make, and the few of them can do it very quickly.

"Ancestor wants to take a sedan chair?" Zhang Zicheng leaned over and asked.

Meng Li nodded: "Yes, I'm tired from walking."

After finishing speaking, Meng Li found a rock and sat down, as if waiting for them to get the sedan chair.

The rest: "..."

Really too much.

"You told us not to forget the Dao heart and not to bully the weak, so what is the difference between your current behavior and this?"

"Isn't this giving you a taste of being bullied?" Meng Li said expressionlessly.

Everyone was speechless.

Zhang Zicheng had no choice but to stand up and smooth things over. He said, "Forget it, since the ancestor feels tired, let's carry him back. Anyway, our cultivation is not bad, so we won't feel tired when carrying him."

"Most spineless thing!" someone spat.

Zhang Zicheng sighed, shook his head helplessly, and then started to cut wood. Seeing that he started to take the lead, the rest had no choice but to help in order to return to the sect as soon as possible.

I was afraid that Meng Li would be unhappy again, and then be punished to stand where he was again.

Several people worked together, and a simple sedan chair was quickly made. Meng Li Shi Shiran sat on it, and they carried her towards Tianjuezong with aggrieved faces.

Meng Li also said not to walk too fast, but to walk back step by step. The monks knew that they were determined to torture them, and wished to throw Meng Li to death.

But in fact, he carried her honestly and carried her to the gate of Tianjue Sect with great pains.

Meng Li looked at the words Tian Jue Zong on the gate of the sect, shook his head and said, "The meaning of Tian Jue Zong is really bad."

(End of this chapter)