Terrorist recovery begins

I never thought that Meng Qinghan would not hesitate, and straightened his hair, revealing the crystal earlobes.

"If you want, you can."

Lin Que's heart was moved immediately, but he noticed Mo Qingcheng's eyes that could kill people, and smiled embarrassingly.

"Farewell, let's talk about business."

"Come on, tell your story."

Chapter 1889 Dragon Cave

Meng Qinghan didn't rush to make a statement, in order to express her sincerity, she waved her jade hand and directly removed the surrounding ghost king's barrier.

Then, she manipulated the power to create several chairs out of thin air.

After everyone was seated, he made tea for Lin Que himself.

When they got here, everyone completely let go of their guard.

Meng Qinghan's eyes became deep, and after sorting out his thoughts, his red lips parted slightly.

"My father's name is Meng Baichuan."

"He used to be the NO.13 king of ghosts and creatures."

"Later, he was plotted to death by gangsters. This is his mausoleum."

Lin Que raised his eyebrows.

"Sister, I sympathize with what happened to you."

Even though he said that, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He had heard too many stories like this, and he had long since become numb.

"But if you want me to help you avenge, you don't need to say any more."

"You have also seen our current situation."

"It's hard to protect yourself, even entering the king's city, you have to dig tunnels secretly."

"Let alone help you."

Meng Qinghan's red lips lifted slightly.

"No."

After denying Lin Que's conjecture, she stood up directly and began to untie Luo Shan.

Lin Que's heart shook.

Although she didn't want to stop it, Mo Qingcheng was watching.

"Don't, don't do that."

"Brother is not that kind of person!"

Meng Qinghan didn't pay attention, and after showing her fragrant shoulders, she stopped moving.

Disappointed, Lin Que froze his gaze.

On Meng Qinghan's shoulder, there was a black imprint of a plum blossom.

The imprint contains a powerful force that is extremely sinister, and it has some unknown connection with this mausoleum.

Meng Qinghan's voice sounded again.

"This is what the villain left behind."

"With this imprint, I cannot leave this mausoleum, and I can only be imprisoned for life."

Lin Que understood.

"You want me to lift this mark and help you out?"

Meng Qinghan put on his clothes and turned around.

"Yes."

"The power you just showed can definitely be done."

Lin Que fell silent.

Ghosts and mythical beings are at odds with each other.

This Meng Qinghan is the fallen princess of the No.13 ghost.

Helping each other is capitalizing on the enemy.

He is not willing to take this charge.

But this Meng Qinghan doesn't look like a treacherous and evil person.

If they agree, it will definitely be a good thing for them.

This is a ghostly princess.

Among other things, in terms of information and intelligence alone, they can obtain unimaginable convenience.

While struggling, Lin Que turned his questioning gaze to other people.

Xia Yuyan thought about it for a while, and didn't shy away from it, and said directly in front of Meng Qinghan.

"It doesn't matter."

"The situation of ghosts and creatures is much more complicated than I imagined."

"Maybe, we can also find Daxia's allies."

Noticing Xia Yuyan's eyes, Meng Qinghan expressed his opinion directly.

"I can."

"Help you do everything you want to do, and, I will never make a move against Da Xia in this life."

Up to this point, Lin Que had already believed it [-]%.

"It takes more than one word to make me believe in you."

Of course Meng Qinghan understood that she had to come up with something substantial.

After thinking about it, he continued.

"My father is the Nether King."

"Including me, all the ghosts in the No. 13 ghosts and creatures under his command are subordinate to others."

"This person is Resentment Dragon."

Before everyone could ask questions, she gave a detailed explanation.

"The royal city above our heads is called Resentful Dragon City."

"During the prehistoric period, a resentful dragon with merits and good fortune was cut off to reveal it, its vitality was exhausted, and it fell here."

"Although Resentment Dragon is dead, his soul is still there."

"After so many years of accumulating resentment, it has already turned into a ghost, and its strength is unimaginable."

"I probably guessed the purpose of your trip."

"The riot of NO.13 ghosts and creatures is because the Resentful Dragon was offended."

"As long as its anger is calmed down, this riot can be calmed down."

After Meng Qinghan finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Why is the Resentful Dragon angry?

It is so powerful, how to appease its anger?

Find it a female dragon to vent its fire?

Seeing the few people in silence, Meng Qinghan thought that the information she gave was not enough, so he told everything he knew.

"Below this mausoleum, there is a dragon's lair."

"Buried the body of the resentful dragon."

"Including the complete dragon body, keel bones, dragon blood, etc."

Hearing this, Lin Que's eyes lit up.

"Dragon blood?"

"That's a good thing. It can be used to temper the body, and it can make my physical body go to a higher level!"

The blood of the real dragon, there is no physical training society that does not yearn for it.

"Besides, dragon bones, dragon scales and other gods are the best materials for casting supreme weapons!"

Meng Qinghan nodded.

"Dragon Cave is a treasure house, and there are far more gods buried in it than these."

"If you can get the treasures of the entire dragon's lair, not only you, but the strength of the entire Great Xia can be raised to a higher level."

Hearing this, everyone was moved on the spot.

"Where is the dragon's lair?"

Meng Qinghan tore off a strand of hair and injected [-]% of his body's strength into it.

"I will open the passage to the dragon's lair for you later."

"This strand of hair will help you open the gate of the dragon's lair."

"But you have to be careful, there are ghosts everywhere in the dragon's lair, even I can't run amok in it."

Lin Que reached out to take it, but didn't leave immediately.

He thought for a while and said.

"I want to know everything about the Nether King."

Meng Qinghan smiled and shook his head.

"I'll tell you, but not now."

"Ok."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Que also understood that now is not the time for small talk, there is always a chance for a long talk.

"Well, I promise you."

"When the NO.13 ghost riot is resolved, I will definitely come back to help you release the imprisonment and let you see the light of day again."

Meng Qinghan nodded heavily.

At this moment, Qin Feng stepped forward.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Qin Feng."

"Sister Qinghan, I offended you just now, so I apologize."

Meng Qinghan didn't know his temper, so he nodded politely.

"It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding."

Qin Feng smiled slightly.

"Well, taking a shower is a big deal."

"Go ahead."

"To express my apologies, I will personally rub your back!"

The expression on Meng Qinghan's pretty face froze.

"What did you say?"

Bang!

Lin Que kicked Qin Feng's waist.