Douluo's first poisonous milk

A few days later, Wang Meng's home.

Wang Meng stood in front of the mirror and looked at his current image. He stroked the non-existent wrinkles and asked without looking back.

"Hey, boy Fan, is this really reliable? Look at what I'm like."

Curling his lips, Fan Tong already had some unintentional feelings. The other party had asked him this question no less than five times. Every time, no matter how he answered, the other party seemed to have not heard anything and still admired himself in front of the mirror.

Fan Tong said quickly as he couldn't stand the appearance of the other party's greasy middle-aged man.

"You should change into a set of normal clothes. Work clothes are not suitable for such an occasion, and I tell you very seriously that time is running out. Being late for the first meeting will not leave a good impression."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier~"

Hearing that it was almost too late, Wang Meng exclaimed and rushed into the room. When he changed his clothes and walked out of the room, Fan Tong felt much better.

Wearing an ordinary soul master outfit, Wang Meng just highlighted his toned muscle lines. Although it was a bit plain, it made him feel much more comfortable.

Grabbing Fan Tong, Wang Meng walked out quickly. As he walked, he kept talking.

"Hurry, hurry, it's too late~"

Only then did you realize you were anxious?Where was the smelly Meijin just now?

Rolling his eyes, Fan Tong didn't struggle and just let the other party drag him out.

On the way, as if he suddenly remembered something, Wang Meng patted Fan Tong on the shoulder who was leading the way and asked.

"By the way, Mr. Fan, I didn't hear what you were saying clearly at that time~"

Looking sideways at the other party, Fan Tong found that as he got closer and closer to his destination, Wang Meng's expression began to look abnormal, and even his voice had a slight tremor when he spoke.

Although he felt funny in his heart, Fan Tong did not show it on his face. After all, for a rough guy like Wang Meng, what he had to do today was really difficult for him, so nervousness was inevitable.

The "big girl with yellow flowers" got on the sedan chair and looked back for the first time!

understand understand...

In order to ease the other party's emotions, distracting him was obviously the best way. Fan Tong did not care about the fact that the other party had turned a deaf ear to his words before and told the other party what happened again.

"My soul power has now reached level [-]. I need to obtain a soul ring to continue practicing, so I will go out in two days..."

"Okay, now with your strength, I can't help you anymore, you have to be careful."

Hearing what the other party said, Fan Tongyi felt a little emotional for a while. He thought that Wang Meng accompanied him to obtain his first soul ring. It is no exaggeration to say that if the other party had not helped him that time, he might have needed a longer time. Only then can we get to where we are today.

It's even possible that he died in the forest at that time...

Recalling the past, Fan Tong couldn't help showing gratitude in his eyes, but when he looked at Wang Meng, he found that this guy's eyes were wandering and he looked obviously absent-minded.

I thank you~

Obviously, Fan Tong's words were once again ignored by Wang Meng. He was completely immersed in his own world and spoke in a conversational and nervous manner.

"Boy Fan, how could the other Yihun Sage like me, a little soul sect?"

Soul Sect, in the eyes of ordinary people, is already a small master, but in the eyes of Soul Sage, it is really nothing. It is understandable for Wang Meng to have such worries.

Seeing that the other party's mood was wrong, Fan Tong was not impatient at all. He was surprisingly patient at this time and said with relief.

"Uncle Wang, you can rest assured. I have communicated with the other party before and briefly explained your situation. Now that the other party agrees to meet, it means that these are not problems.

Moreover, I have told you before that the other party has a very good personality and is not a competitive person. He does not care at all about the things you are considering! "

Fan Tong's words obviously had little effect. Wang Meng still looked absent-minded. After many years, he has now been promoted to the realm of Soul Sect. He is like a young man who has just emerged from society, full of longing, but more... It’s confusion and worry about the unknown.

This state was obviously not good. Fan Tong remembered the other party's hobbies, so he spoke again.

"Uncle Wang, let me tell you, the other party is very kind-hearted, and his martial spirit is a long-handled double-edged giant ax~"

"Ok?"

Facts have proved that men are not all big pig hooves. Wang Meng has never changed his love for long and big weapons.

The obsession deep in his heart has now been deeply imprinted in his DNA. When he heard the words "long-handled double-edged battle axe", Wang Meng's condition improved instantly.

He looked at Fan Tong blankly, and even stopped subconsciously, as if to confirm whether Fan Tong was lying.

Instantly understanding the other person's eyes, Fan Tong quickly patted his chest and assured.

"Can I lie to you about this kind of thing? Come on, you will know later~"

This time, Wang Meng didn't say anything more. There was a strange light in his eyes. He had already begun to like the person Fan Tong was talking about before he met him.

Not for looks, not for body, just for the other party to have a big and long martial soul!

Seeing Wang Meng's eyes begin to glow with expectation and he was no longer confused, even Fan Tong didn't expect that his words would cause such a big contrast to the other party.

It really is...

A man of steel?

Straight~

Not long after, the two finally arrived at the door of a large courtyard. Looking at the courtyard in front of them, which was many times more luxurious than his own kennel, Wang Meng suddenly began to feel a little nervous.

Following the example of an adult, Fan Tong patted Wang Meng's shoulder maturely to cheer him up.

Don't be a coward, uncle, where is the wild energy you had when fighting?

Naturally, he was nervous, but Wang Meng didn't want to embarrass Fan Tong and himself. He rubbed his hands together, and then rubbed his face desperately.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Fan Tong and asked.

"Look, it's okay!"

"No problem~"

After giving a thumbs up to the other party, Fan Tong then took the initiative to call the door. Without letting them wait too long, the door was slowly opened from the inside.

Seeing the person appearing at the door, even Fan Tong, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

Wearing a moon-white floor-length skirt with a tulle covering the outside, she is graceful and graceful. Her facial features are not exactly exquisite, but she has the charm of a mature woman. Her long black hair was briefly pulled back, and the rest hung down by her neck. , the silver hairpin on the top of her head is just right.

This person was none other than Fang Xinrou. She was dressed differently than usual. She had obviously been carefully dressed up today, making her look particularly attractive.

Fan Tong, who was used to seeing the big world, was a little dumbfounded, not to mention Wang Meng beside him?

Although Fan Tong had already said that the other party was very beautiful, he never expected that she was so beautiful. His eyes were almost opened...