Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Zhang Chulan: っ°Д°っ

"You're so happy that you can't speak, right? As expected of my apprentice, he is so magnanimous, and he has the demeanor of me, Meng!" Meng Lang patted the young Bilian on the shoulder again with great satisfaction, The expression on his face is very kind.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's life-doubting expression, Meng shrugged slightly.

Men always have to undergo some tempering, the difference is only sooner or later.

After all, such a job that is easy, does not require hard work, and can make a lot of money is generally either more expensive or needs to go to jail. If you want to get rewards, you must first learn to give.

In fact, Meng Lang understands Zhang Chulan's current mood very well. The young man is like a serious massage technician who has just entered the industry. He is afraid that the customers will not come, and he is also afraid that the customers will come in disorder. This kind of dilemma is quite entangled.

But it doesn't matter, Comrade Xiao Zhang is a strong boy, once born and secondly familiar, I believe he will be able to enjoy the whipping of society calmly after being forced to open a few times.

Just as he was thinking about something, Meng Lang suddenly saw a flash of lightning from the corner of his eye. Turning his head, he realized that Zhuge Dali had completed the cultivation of Ditian Kuanglei at some point, and now he was raising a ball Lei Guang looked at it carefully.

Zhang Chulan also saw this scene. At this moment, he wished to dig out a two-bedroom and one living room on the spot. It would be best to get in and never come out again.

Mom!Lord Buddha Sanqing God, come and see!Is that human being? Less than 5 minutes?

I have worked hard for more than ten years to reach the level, a thin, er, not so small woman can do it in 5 minutes?

please!No matter how good your aptitude is, you still have to speak some basic laws, right?

The young Bilian groaned wildly in his heart, but when he caught a glimpse of Feng Baobao who was running faster and faster in the form of a strong wind afterimage not far away, he thought that this woman also learned a leg technique taught by Meng Lang almost instantly, so he silently lowered his head nod.

I'm really a piece of trash

"Dali, what's the matter, is this socialist thunder formula useful?" Meng Lang pulled Zhang Chulan, who was in a state of autism, to the little girl and asked with a smile.

"Ok!"

Zhuge Dali's eyes flashed with excitement and said: "It's amazing! It turns out that the positive luck of the Meng family's mind is extremely yin, and the negative luck is extremely yang. The rapid transformation of yin and yang can cause thunder and lightning. This is quite interesting!"

Meng Lang immediately kicked Zhang Chulan: "Did you see that! Your mother-in-law Dali has only practiced Qi for about ten days, and it took only 5 minutes to get started with this Lei Jue, so you have mastered it directly. Do you have the nerve to tell me it's difficult?"

"Hehehe."

Bi Lian's mouth twitched, and he spread his hands and said, "But my master! Your wife Dali learned your family's heart method! There is no obstacle to matching the heart method with matching moves!

The thunder method that my grandfather gave me is just a spell after all, the foundation is the Golden Light Curse, how can I learn it without beginning and end! "

"I already knew that your kid would say that, here, go on."

Meng Lang casually threw the other booklet over.

Zhang Chulan took it casually, only to see that the four characters of Mengjia Xinfa on the cover were very eye-catching.

"This is?!" Zhang Chulan was taken aback by the thing in his hand. When he heard that Meng Lang was going to take him as his disciple just now, he only thought that the other party was going to use him as a cover. This kind of treasure-level exercise that the family relies on to teach himself.

"Don't you know what it is? If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to those in need." Meng Lang's words were still bitter.

But Zhang Chulan's heart was suddenly touched. Although he didn't care about any miraculous skills, Meng's attitude at this time obviously didn't treat him as an outsider.

Zhang Chulan, who was lonely and lonely since he was a child, is actually extremely sensitive. He doesn't trust anyone except his beloved Uncle Zhang Wei. The collective generated some identity.

This trip may be the right one, master, no, it's master!

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Chapter 233 Feng Baobao VS Zhuge Dali

Just when Zhang Chulan was about to stabilize this sense of identity into his mind, Meng Lang kicked him back to reality again:

"Why are you so dazed? Grab your things and get out of here. Your mistress and I still have supper, so we don't have much time to greet you."

The young Bilian hurriedly came back to his senses, and said with a sneer: "Oh! Alright, that disciple will take my leave now! I will take my leave!"

"Well, when you look back, remember to practice the Meng family's mind method and the socialist thunder formula to make an airs, so that in the future, you can use the thunder method to pretend that you don't know how to do it. Basically, it is unlikely that anyone who is not a disciple of Longhushan will see it. Your heels."

"Good master, the disciple understands!"

Looking at the back of Zhang Chulan going away, a playful smile curled up on the corner of Meng Lang's mouth. He was very curious about what kind of potential the protagonist of Destiny would be able to unleash after practicing the incomplete version of the Sacred Heart Art and filling in the gaps in his cultivation base.

Zhuge Dali's mind was always on Meng, seeing this, he took two steps forward and came to his side, and asked softly: "You really like him."

"Well, indeed, this kid is a very interesting person." Meng Lang nodded slightly, then raised an arm and said in greeting, "Baby! Stop for a while, come to me."

As soon as the words fell, a dumbfounded figure appeared in front of the two of them.

Feng Baobao: ╭╮?

"Do you want to be a Sazi?"

Hearing this, Meng didn't answer right away, but he took two steps slightly to come between the two women, and then stretched out his hands to press the two girls' shoulders respectively.

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"Tonight, while there are no outsiders, the three of us will have a good chat during dinner. As for now, baby, Dali has just become a foreigner for a few days. You can practice with her. After all, your fighting style is very suitable for helping beginners quickly getting Started."

Feng Baobao: b

"Oh, no problem."

Gua Po Niang agreed very happily, which made the little girl feel a burst of pressure.

The shadow of a person's famous tree is not a joke. In Meng's previous description, this is a top echelon of combat power second only to the top ten, and it is easy to fight with them. Don't be careless.

"Okay then, you two should step back a bit. After I count to three two one, the sparring will start. Do you understand?"

"Understood." x2

The two girls nodded in unison, and then stood on both sides of the ice field turned into the swimming pool, waiting for the command from the referee Meng.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"start!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure moved on the ice field.

Stepping on the newly learned Fengshen legs, Feng Baobao appeared in front of Zhuge Dali in an instant, and kicked the latter in the chest.

The sound of "嗖" broke through the wind, Feng Baobao kicked away only the afterimage of Zhuge Dali, but the latter took this opportunity to flash to the core of the ice field, set foot on the middle palace, and start the game!