Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

He picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip gracefully, then looked at Wang Ye sideways for a while, then moved his head over and said in a low voice:

"Let me tell you a secret. According to my two days of observation and inquiry, I found that my sister would sneak into Lao Meng's room almost every night, and stay there for several hours!"

"Ah!? Is it true?"

"Exactly!"

"Aren't you going to be an uncle soon?"

"It's time to treat you to candy"

Just when the two got together and chatted more and more happily, they suddenly heard a cold question coming from their ears:

"What are you two talking about so happily? Can someone from Meng join?"

s: Today's second update, begging for a monthly pass!

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Chapter 1 Meng Lang: I hate you with tears in my eyes

Hearing the voice from behind, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's foreheads rolled down a drop of cold sweat.

After all, the title of "broad-hearted Meng Wuliang" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the iPartment. The two of them talked behind their backs that he was arrested.

"Hey Meng Lang, are you here to see Lao Qing for something? I won't bother you for now, see you later"

Wang also saw that Meng had a bad face, so he found an excuse and ran away immediately.

Meng Lang watched the king leave with a smile, and in front of Zhuge Qing, he took out his intimate paradise from behind, and wrote little by little:

On XX, XX, 2020, Zhuge Qing and Wang also behaved intimately in public. Such behavior is not only indecent, but also encourages unhealthy trends within the company, causing extremely bad influence.

I remember this grudge!

Taking back the small book, Meng Lang brought Zhuge Dali to sit down beside Zhuge Qing, hooked his shoulder and joked:

"How about the fox? It's been more than three days since Lao Wang cut you? Is your brain still buzzing?"

Zhuge Qing: 'ー`...

Zhuge Fox clenched his teeth, clenched his fists and loosened them several times. After finally considering the combat effectiveness of both sides, he decided to give his cousin a face and not be as knowledgeable as Meng.

But Meng Lang didn't care whether Zhuge Qing's face was good or not, and continued to put his shoulders on his shoulders and speak fiercely: "Little question mark, did you have many friends when you were beaten?"

"I see you've been bored in your room for the past few days, are you letting others shut you down?"

Zhuge Qing: 'ー`...

Who can get this thing away for me?

"Speaking of which, you have to thank me, brother. If I hadn't asked Old Wang to deliver a letter to your home, where would you Marquis Wu have given you the opportunity to see Fenghou Qimen? Let alone learn it like you are now."

Zhuge Qing had to admit that his old friend, who hadn't seen him for a few years, was getting better at speaking.

A sentence sounds reasonable at first glance, but you will find that it is actually a thorn. Pick up the thorn and taste it carefully, and you can taste the taste of Laoganma.

"Fox, didn't I say that you, a big man, are just being beaten up? What's the big deal? Are you still worrying about it?"

Zhuge Qing: ╬′dish`

"We're still young, it's inevitable that someone beats you up. The next time you can't beat someone, just remember to protect your face."

Zhuge Qing: o皮メ;o

"What do you think you are staring at? It's not as good as my eyes anymore? Brother, this is discussing the topic with you calmly. Can you stop acting like an autistic patient who has been beaten to death?" Then pretend to be dead?"

Zhuge Qing: ‵dish′︵┻━┻

"Old Meng." The ashen-faced Zhuge Fox spoke slowly, his voice was as cold as the cold wind in Siberia, making it impossible to hear the slightest emotion.

However, Meng Lang, who was sure that Zhuge Qing couldn't beat him, didn't notice the coldness in Huyou's words, he just thought he was bored and put an air conditioner in his mouth: "What are you doing?"

"Shall I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?"

"Can you stop mentioning the words "being beaten and ruined?"

"Damn!" Meng Lang pretended to have suddenly realized in the funny eyes of the little girl beside him, "I said you have been looking strange since just now."

"Unfortunately, I was afraid that you would give me a slap in the face because you couldn't bear Lao Wang's departure. You have been worrying about the incense of your Zhuge family for a long time, so it's just because of this?"

As he said that, Meng stretched out his hand, patted Zhuge Fox's shoulder righteously, and said solemnly: "Don't worry! Brother, I know the best."

"Since you don't want to hear me mention your disfigurement, then I promise that I will never mention your disfigurement again. Even if you take the initiative to talk to me about your disfigurement in the future, I will keep my mouth shut and never talk about it again. Give me any information about your disfigurement!"

"..."

Zhuge Qing felt that he no longer had the strength to be angry, and he was now very sure that he had offended Meng Lang unintentionally.

Otherwise, how could anyone in Yangjian be so speechless?You must know that this is the magic capital!Not Zaun.

And the most irritating thing was my little cousin, who actually smiled and watched her being bullied the whole time, without raising any objections.

Girls always have a limit to extroversion, right?

You haven't married yet, so you just ignore your own family. When you really pass through the door of Meng's house, should you silently pass the knife for your man when you encounter this kind of situation again?

Just when Zhuge Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to go all out to get beaten up and let Meng Lang know what it means to be a soldier who can be killed but not to be humiliated, Zhuge Dali who was beside Meng Lang suddenly couldn't hold back a "puchi" smile, which made the audience The tense atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed.

Seeing that the little girl couldn't bear it anymore, Meng Lang didn't continue to hurt others. He also took out a booklet from his trouser pocket with a smile on his face and handed it to Zhuge Qing, explaining at the same time:

"Fox, don't mind. It wasn't me trying to make you angry just now. This play was arranged by your father."

Zhuge Qing: ''ゞ?

"Huh?" Zhuge Qing reached out to take the pamphlet handed over by someone from Meng, and found that it contained the ultimate legacy of the Wuhou Sect, the cultivation method of Samadhi True Fire.

"Are you confused? To be honest, I was also dumbfounded when your father came to me and asked me to beat you hard."

"You know, you are my best friend! How can I really be willing to expose your scars again and again?"

"To tell you the truth, Master Zhuge secretly taught me this thing before we left Wudang Mountain. Let me give it to you after you rekindle your fighting spirit."

"Not only that, your father also asked me to tell you that you are not allowed to practice other exercises before you learn the Samadhi True Fire. If you violate it, you will be expelled from the clan immediately."