Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Elementary spells are weak, and it is not as cost-effective as using his fists in actual combat, but with Meng's current cultivation base, the large-scale spells will be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment after being shot.

Well, if you really go to the old celestial master to fight one-on-one, the trick "I'll fall before you use your strength" is probably a hit...

For the time being, Wuling Immortal Art is still tasteless, and it's a pity to discard it if it's tasteless, but fortunately, the master-level Miaojiang medical art contains the usage of healing Gu Art, and Meng Lang can use it to do something that he has always wanted to do but has always wanted to do. I can't do anything

PS: The second update is completed today.It is not easy for a newcomer to write a book. Recommendation tickets and book reviews during this period are very important to the author.

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Chapter 40 Ding!Your little brother has already received the account, please pay attention to check it.

"Hey! Old Liao? It's me, Meng Lang!"

"Oh, don't be angry, don't you know that you can't get the sun over there, so you think you can't distinguish between black and white? I got up in the middle of the night to call you with the alarm clock on purpose."

"That's all, all right, you're a grown man, don't care about these details, I have some news to tell you..."

"As for your temporary worker, I have a way to make her eliminate the danger."

"...Lihou is hot, why is the monk so hot! Is I, Meng, the kind of person who makes jokes casually? At least [-]% sure, failure will not have any side effects."

"...All right, then you should complete the formalities yourself, and come to the Devil City to find me next week, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, meng lang resolutely lay down on the bed.

Glancing at the time, it was 1:26 in the morning. Meng Lang was very glad that he got the Five Spirit Immortal Spell Cleaning Clothes Curse from the Moon Worship Boss.

After waking up the next day, Meng Lang resumed the salted fish mode, quietly waiting for the official opening of the health brigade next Monday.

A person's thinking is sometimes like a headphone cable that is kept in his pocket for a whole day. Before going to bed, Meng Lang was still thinking about where to go to carry out the pretense work, but when he woke up, he felt that it was too late to sleep at home all day. Good choice.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Just after eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on Meng Lang's door.

When he opened the door, Zhuge Dali was holding a tray with milk and sandwiches, and was standing at the door in a lively manner, his watery eyes, one big and one small, were full of excitement.

"Meng Lang, hurry up and have breakfast, and after you finish eating, go practice Meng's footwork with me."

Meng Lang: ￣ー￣...

"That... Dali, I feel that I am a little tired today, and my condition is not very good, why don't we change it?"

The little girl seemed to have guessed Meng Lang's reaction a long time ago, and immediately interrupted: "If you don't want to go out, we can chat about the details of your relationship with Sister Bao'er in the room."

Meng Lang: ￣┏＿┓￣...

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One minute later, after two bites of breakfast, Meng Lang readily accepted Zhuge Dali's invitation to practice Meng's footwork with the little girl.

Twenty minutes later, standing on the roof of an unfinished building, Meng Lang couldn't help but lament that Zhuge Dali deserved to be one of the three major events of the millennium. Not only was his brain developed, but his motor nerves were also developed.

Watching the little girl go from being ignorant at the beginning to stepping into the air 10 minutes later, to the afterimage of her clone after 20 minutes

Meng didn't know where to spit it out.

This human being named Zhuge Dali seems to be refreshing the upper limit of "human beings" every day.

The battered Meng Lang "kindly" wanted to help Dali improve his actual combat experience, so he said in a seductive tone:

"Dali, you've practiced well. This learning speed is already very close to me back then. Now I'll find you an opponent. You can practice dodging in actual combat."

Zhuge Dali never refused a reasonable challenge. Hearing the words, he nodded energetically and replied seriously: "Okay."

Seeing that the little girl agreed, Meng Lang seriously threw out the ordinary flat glasses that were just recycled in the early morning, and added some special effects to recruit a gold placer clone at the coordinates of the glasses.

Dali saw the live production process of "Zhang San", and his beautiful eyes sparkled: "Are these glasses the body of the magic weapon?"

"Well, that's right, his name is Zhang San, and he's an undercover agent I've arranged inside Quanxing. Let him be your training partner today." Meng Lang endured so much that he didn't get stalked by Dali's "glasses are the body" Made me laugh out loud.

"Zhang San's ability is to control the magnetic force centered on it. Next, I will let him attack you with a metal ball. You have to pay attention to dodge."

Dali nodded confidently: "Okay, Coach Meng!"

In the following time, Zhuge Dali started the difficult training of being witty and courageous with the metal balls flying all over the sky.

Meng Lang's control over the gold placer was meticulous. Once the thin hollow metal ball touched Zhuge Dali's body, it would stop immediately, causing only slight pain.

Every time the little girl was hit, she would stop and think carefully about her own shortcomings, and quickly improved.

Zhuge Dali seems to like this feeling of constantly challenging the limit. Whenever she can completely avoid Zhang San's attack for a period of time, she will speed up Meng Lang... In this way, Meng Lang has been with him for a whole day The little girl's practice is over.

As night fell, Meng Lang, who was spotless, ran back to the love apartment with the little girl, who was covered in sweat and sweat. Before he entered, he saw two men and a woman standing at the door of 3601, muttering and talking.

One of the older youths said, "A Sheng! Are you sure it's this address?"

Another handsome young man next to him spread his hands when he heard the words: "I don't know, the address was sent to me by Dameng, and I just followed the route given by the navigation."

The girl standing behind them looked younger than Dali, but now she looked like a little adult, and patted the two of them on the shoulders:

"Oh, Xiaoguan, Xiaosheng, don't worry, I won't remember wrongly, Dali lives here, let's knock on the door."

At this time, Zhuge Dali, who walked up to see the three of them clearly, stepped up to meet them: "A Guan, A Sheng, and Aunt Meng, you are here!"

Meng Lang had already seen the three people familiar, but after Dali mentioned it, he remembered that these were the three treasures he met at the dinner table with Zhuge Qing at that time.

So he also stepped forward to say hello: "Welcome everyone from Zhuge's family to come from afar, don't you know?"

When the three of them heard the words, Zhuge Meng, who was the most senior, stepped forward and cupped his hands and replied, "We are here to give Dali the score of Marquis Wu's magical machine, and by the way, the head has arranged to come to your health brigade, Minister Meng, to help."

Hearing what the three of them said, Meng Lang secretly turned his head to look at Zhuge Dali. At this moment, the little girl happened to look over, and secretly winked at Meng Lang.

Immediately, Meng understood, this is the helper I asked her to find at home when the little girl entered the health brigade.

Meng Lang had seen these three live treasures of the Zhuge family in comics in his previous life. Although each of them had only majored in one of the four courses, their cultivation was as profound as Zhuge Qing's.

Meng was very satisfied with the cooperation of Zhuge's family, and secretly decided to do something for these lovely school masters in the future.

"Everyone, stop standing at the door. Zhuge's family has come from afar. Mr. Meng will personally cook for you. I will tell you the specific work arrangements after dinner."

Meng Lang greeted everyone to come in very grandly.

When they first heard that Meng Lang was going to cook, the three of them were still a little confused. At this moment, Zhuge Dali leaned over and whispered:

"Meng Lang's food is so delicious that people doubt his life, but he rarely cooks himself, you are lucky!"

The three live treasures suddenly realized that Zhuge Dali never lied, she must be right when she said it was delicious.

So they swallowed secretly one by one, and followed Zhuge Dali into the door.