Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

At the same time, Meng Lang, who was playing with the two girls, trembled slightly and closed his eyes to digest the information he had just received.

"Meng Lang, did the people who stayed in the church get the news?" Zhuge Dali asked nervously seeing his strange expression.

"Well, my trick of scaring the snake worked, and I also learned part of the conspiracy of the Angel Cult, which is very helpful for us to formulate countermeasures."

"Then should we go to my cousin and Wang Ye now, and ask them to calculate the remaining unknown information?"

"Not yet."

Meng Lang waved his hand slightly: "Lin Xiao and Feng Zhenghao just received news again. They each took the initiative to use their own contacts to track down this matter. They will send the information before twelve o'clock at midnight. Find Lao Wang and Lao Qing."

"Well, that's fine." The little girl nodded lightly, then smiled slyly, "Then... call Sister Baoer, shall we continue?"

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ps: the third update

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Chapter 431 Uncle Meng Arrives

More than an hour later, Meng Lang came out of the bedroom of the two girls sweating profusely.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and sure enough, there were two more emails in it.

The first letter is the inside story that Lin Xiao dug from the Bangzi Kingdom, and the second letter is the information that Feng Zhenghao personally made a trip to Northeast Bingyang City and observed at the cemetery where the remains of the heroes were brought back.

When he came to the kitchen on the first floor, he opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water. While admiring Xu Si's thoughtful work, Meng sat on the sofa and carefully read the information in the two emails.

half an hour.

"So that's what happened!"

Meng Lang put down his phone, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and finally sorted out the ins and outs of the matter——

In order to perfect their Bright Magic Book, the Angel Cult has long been eyeing the heroic spirits left by the flower planters in the Bangzi Kingdom, and has made a lot of efforts for this.

After researching and verifying the previous six batches of returning heroic spirits, they came to three conclusions:

[One, the heroic spirits are too obsessed with defending their homes and the country. If they are not sent back to the native land of the flower growers for burial, then even if they self-destruct, they will not accept any form of temptation from the Angel Cult.

Second, the returning heroic spirits will only stay for a short period of time after being buried, and usually dissipate within a month.

Three, the heroic spirits will dissipate most of their obsessions after returning home for a period of time, and that time will be the only chance to 'invite' them with the light magic book. 】

After six previous failures, the Angel Cultists finally came up with a plan that seemed to work, and it happened that Alessandro, the bishop who was very compatible with the Bright Magic Book, came to the throne, so it was a matter of course. I dreamed of taking the heroic spirits for my own use.

In addition, according to Feng Zhenghao's analysis, the strength of the newly promoted second bishop of the Angel Church is also unfathomable.

Although Alessandro probably did not choose to attack near Bingyang in order to avoid the terrifying power of the immortals outside Shanhaiguan, he was so outrageous that he could cast spells thousands of miles away and successfully communicate with the heroic spirits. This ability is not inferior to that of Ju Ling Dispatch General.

"Hehe, dare to come to Lao Tzu's site to make trouble... How dare you? So arrogant?" With a low murmur, Meng Lang raised his head and drank the happy water in his hand, got up and walked towards the bedroom on the first floor.

Just as Meng Lang was about to raise his hand to knock on Zhuge Qing's door, he vaguely heard an extremely suppressed woman moaning from behind the door, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Zhuge Qing!In vain, I always thought that you were an upright gentleman like me, but I never thought that you were also an old hooligan who was high during the day and dirty at night!

Meng estimated that Zhuge Fox would have to wait for three to five minutes to finish his work, so he turned around silently and knocked on Wang Ye's door as he was too lazy to wait.

"Duk-duk-duk-"

The door opened with a creak, and Wang, who was dressed in pajamas and with disheveled hair, poked his head out from inside, staring directly at the door of Zhuge Qing's opposite with resentful eyes.

"Old Meng, what do you want from me?"

"Foretelling."

"I'm sleepy, can I do it tomorrow?"

Read books and get cash!

"It's urgent."

"Then why don't you find the other side?"

"Don't be funny~ the other side is busy, you know this better than me."

"……What kind of?"

"Don't worry, I know everything else, you just need to help me figure out one thing - can my uncle Meng Fengnian help me get the three hundred sticks in the hotel within legal limits?"

"Old Meng, when did you have an uncle? Why have I never heard you mention it? And you can just ask him directly about this kind of thing. Why do you have to let me count?"

"...Old Wang, do you know that Dong Wang of the Alliance of Super Powers was nominated for the Bomb Peace Prize?"

Wang, who was diverted from the topic, scratched his head for no reason: "If he nominates, he nominates it? Does it have something to do with me?"

"Snapped!"

Meng Lang clapped his hands violently: "Then I have an uncle who has a fart relationship with you?"

Wang Ye: "..."

The rascal in front of him spoke very reasonable words, but he was speechless.

"Okay, old Wang, I'm not joking with you anymore. It's actually because my uncle is usually low-key and modest. It's very difficult for him to evaluate whether the task can be completed by himself."

"Besides, the completion of this task tomorrow is very important to the overall plan. I came to you for help because I really had no other way."

"Okay~ Then you wait for my news."

"I know you're reliable! Just send me a message after you calculate the result. I'll go back to my room first."

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The next day, October 04th, at 30:[-] am.

"Meng Lang! Get up quickly! We should go to the airport to pick up uncle!"

As usual, he was woken up by a cold little foot stretched into the warm bed, and Meng once again got rid of the kidney-deficient dream.

"I know, let's start~"

Meng Lang took out his phone in a daze, clicked on the message from Wang Ye last night, and found that there was only one word written in it - yes!

After snapping his fingers in satisfaction, Meng hurriedly dressed and washed, took Zhuge Dali and went out.

"Speaking of Dali, I just went to the airport to pick up my uncle, why do you seem to be more caring than me?"