Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Dali, have you guessed my intention this time?"

Seeing Meng Lang sitting down, Zhuge Dali wanted to join him, but the girl was hi-clean after all, so he hesitated for a while, wondering if he should sit down or not.

Seeing the little girl's entanglement, Meng Lang slapped his forehead: "Sorry, look at me, I forgot to arrange a place for you."

After speaking, he casually took off the suit jacket he was wearing, and carefully spread it on the open space beside him.

"I'm too lazy to get a chair, let's just sit down."

"Yeah." The little girl agreed as small as a mosquito, and sat down slowly. Thinking of the question Meng Lang asked before, she said after a little thought:

"I feel that you attach great importance to this Daoist Wang Ye. It seems that the Qimen after Fenghou you mentioned is a very important clue."

Meng Lang couldn't help raising his thumb when he heard the words: "You are indeed smart, but remember, don't mention the word Fenghou Qimen to outsiders in the future."

"Aside from me, Wang is also one of the best geniuses in this generation of aliens. Except for a few people, I can hardly find young people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him."

"Then you think so highly of him because of Fenghou's Qimen? How does it compare to Wuhou's Qimen?" Zhuge Dali asked with a puzzled face.

Meng Lang felt uncomfortable sitting cross-legged in trousers, so he simply lay down, resting his head on his arm and said leisurely:

"Fenghou Qimen is one of Jiashen Eight Miraculous Skills, according to legend it is the pinnacle of Qimen."

"You grew up in Bagua Village, and you have been exposed to it since childhood. Even if you haven't learned it, you should know some basics about Qimen spells, right?"

"It is said that Qimen after stroke is stronger than Wuhou Qimen because it can move the four sets at will, controlling the time and life in the game."

"So you don't need to stand in the corresponding palace to cast the corresponding spells, and you don't have to pay attention to the time issue that ordinary warlocks have to take into account."

Hearing what meng lang said, Zhuge Dali couldn't help being a little dazed.

"You don't need to worry about anything, you can launch a strange spell, isn't it like opening a cheat?"

Meng Lang snapped his fingers: "That's right, in a sense, the Eight Wonders are cheats."

"But cheats are also created by people. Our Meng family's family-inspired method is no less inferior to the Eight Miraculous Skills."

As he spoke, Meng Lang turned to face the little girl while lying on his back, with a solemn expression.

"Even, I suspect that Wuhou's Qimen will not be inferior to Fenghou's Qimen in terms of learning depth. After all, Mr. Zhuge Kongming's achievements back then were not as simple as cheating?"

After giving a small compliment to the ancestors of the Dali family, Meng began to change the subject:

"This time I brought Wang Ye over to gamble, one is to let you learn more, and the other is to form a good relationship with him, and see if there is a chance to bring him to the health brigade in the future."

Zhuge Dali pursed his lips and smiled: "Meng Lang, do you have squirrel syndrome? Why do you feel that you are a capable person and you want to draw him to work under you?"

Meng smiled awkwardly, winked and said seriously: "That's right, I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect to get ridiculed instead."

"Now I don't pretend, I'm also a mental patient, showdown"

Seeing Meng Lang's funny look, the little girl couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling: "Then the two of us are discussing the disease between patients?"

Meng Lang waved his hand and said, "I can do anything, you are beautiful, you have the final say."

In the following time, the two chatted a lot.

This time's chat made Zhuge Dali feel that Meng Lang was getting closer to him. Now he was no longer that "superior" full of secrets, but more like an ordinary friend by his side.

Uh...Although this friend is a little bit more capable, richer, smarter, and well-connected...

But the little girl caressed the demon refining pot in her bag, and vaguely felt that the current Meng Lang made her more visible and touchable.

Time passed slowly in this pleasant atmosphere, and it was 11:30 in a blink of an eye.

The phone alarm rang, Zhuge Dali stood up, picked up Meng Lang's coat on the ground, hung it on his arm, and walked to the monitoring room.

Walking halfway, the little girl stopped suddenly, turned around and left a wink to Meng who was watching her off:

"Even if you are my friend, I will still be serious and responsible when I am a referee."

Seeing the little girl's back walking away step by step, Meng Lang slowly got up, first cast a Cleaning Curse to dust off the dust on his body, and then fully activated his domineering aura.

"Prince Wang, someone from Meng is here to help you open the door to the new world!"

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Chapter 58 Wang Ye: There's no point in escaping, I'm studded!

Under the shroud of knowledge and domineering, even if Wang also used Fenghou Qimen to hold back his breath, it would not help.

Meng Lang didn't rush to him. Since the name of the game was peek-a-boo, he had to find a way to make trouble in order to ensure the sense of ritual of the game.

So the phantom of the Heavenly Palace of the Sacred Heart Art was activated, and Meng's demonic voice rang in Wang Ye's ears.

"Wang Daochang, do you have a sense of superiority since you were young? Looking at those stupid ordinary people, they are exhausted all day long for little desires."

"Does it mean that looking at them, you can feel how free and easy you are, and your king has already been born while others are still working?"

"Wang Daochang, have you ever heard that you look at all living beings like ants, and you should look at all living beings like ants? If it weren't for your good reincarnation skills, would you be able to get this poor happy life?"

"Wang Daochang, in fact, the days of radish and cabbage on the mountain are not good, right?"

"Wang Daochang, have you heard a saying? If you are poor, you will live alone, and if you are rich, you will have wives and concubines. How much your father hopes that you will have a queen."

"My lord, is Shakespeare's boy happy?"

"Wang Daochang, Fenghou Qimen will be exposed one day, have you thought about how your family will be treated by the alien world?"

"Wang Daochang"

"Wang Daochang"

At first, Wang Ye snorted at the voice in his ear and tried to keep calm by reciting the meditation mantra silently, but how could the magic sound of illusion that Meng Lang urged with all his strength that he could easily resist when he was injured?

The piles and piles that came from my ears were all Wang Ye's real concerns. Now these distracting thoughts that I usually linger in my ears are endlessly circulating in my ears. Over time, it grows crazily.

After a while, Meng Lang, who was chattering non-stop, appeared in Wang Ye's sight as he paced slowly.

I saw him standing still on the outermost side of Wang Ye's Buqi Gate as if he had a feeling in his heart, only one step away from him, but he didn't enter the game.

"Wang Daochang, this is the limit of your Fenghou Qimen, right? Now that I'm not in the game, how long can you last under the phantom of Meng's Heavenly Palace?"

Seeing Meng Lang's deliberate mocking expression, Wang Ye's complexion gradually twisted, and the anger in his heart became more intense.

This was exactly what meng lang wanted.