School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

The slumped monk Liaoshan stared at the black-robed youth in front of him with a strange look.

Obviously it is Meng Hang's appearance, but the temperament is completely different.

For some reason, the black-robed youth in front of him gave him a chilling feeling.

So he hesitated for a while, and asked with some uncertainty:

"Meng....Meng Hang donor?"

"Grandpa is here!"

Monk Lushan's face darkened. He only felt that this sentence made Meng Hang, who was cold and dreary, instantly break his skills and turned back into that sloppy boy.

He wanted to reply a little angrily, but thinking of the current situation, his face became ugly again.

"Master Meng, why are you here? Now is not the time for jokes!"

"Now the donor Ni Hao is missing, and this person in front of us is not something we can deal with. I saw him kill a fifth-order four-armed blue flame demon in seconds!"

"Oh, by the way, gotta get that little Fatty out."

Meng Hang nodded suddenly.

The space beside Monk Lushan twisted, and Ni Hao, who had recovered, fell to the ground.

He looked around in confusion.

Just now at the critical moment, Ni Hao's eyes flashed and he found himself in an unfamiliar space.

Originally, he thought he was coming to the underworld, but before he could recover, he actually returned to the real world.

"How is this going?"

Ni Hao looked beside him and stared at own with wide eyes and asked Shan.

"I...you..."

"he......"

Monk Lushan was shocked by Fatty, who disappeared and suddenly appeared. He pointed at himself for a while, then at him, and finally at Meng Hang, but he didn't say the last word.

Meng Hang didn't look back at Ni Hao, but raised his brows and looked at the silver-haired youth with interest.

Although I don't know what the four-armed blue flame demon is, it must be very powerful to be able to kill the existence of the fifth-order in seconds.

Looking at the silver-haired youth with the jade horn between his eyebrows, Meng Hang tilted his head and asked curiously:

"Good guy, what species are you, with horns on your head."

"Is it a cross between a human and a cow?"

When the silver-haired young man heard this, his whole body was full of anger, and his face was no longer indifferent, and he became extremely hideous.

"Humble human beings, this seat is the royal family among the 108 pillars, the Jade Horns."

"You, a humble human, dare to humiliate this seat like this!"

"Jade Horns?"

"What the hell?"

Meng Hang has only heard of the Yaozu, but he has never heard of the Jadehorn.

Seeing his confused look, the silver-haired youth smiled disdainfully.

"Of course you, a humble human, have never heard of the 108 pillars."

"Soon, when the 108 pillars come to Zuxing, you will worship under our glory."

Speaking of this, he paused, then continued:

"It's a pity you can't see the scene at that time!"

Meng Hang ignored the killing intent in the silver-haired youth's words, but turned his head to look at the two behind him.

"Have you heard of the bullhorn tribe and the 108 pillars?"

The two shook their heads in confusion.

When the silver-haired youth saw Meng Hang who was confronting him, he didn't even put himself in one's eyes, revealing such a big flaw in front of him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

No matter whether this black-robed youth is a daring artist or really stupid, since he dares to ignore him, don't blame his ruthlessness.

In fact, what the silver-haired young man didn't want to admit in his heart was that since Meng Hang appeared, he actually had a faint sense of fear in his heart. But his arrogance did not allow him to admit the weakness of his heart.

"Die!"

The silver-haired youth repeated his old trick and pointed at Meng Hang's chest.

"Be careful!"

When Lu Shan and Ni Hao saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly, and they exclaimed at the same time.

Too bad it's still a step too late.

The silver-haired youth's fingers and arms directly penetrated Meng Hang's chest.

The two of them looked desperate and closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the scene of Meng Hang's tragic death.

"Hmph, it's still ants after all..."

The silver-haired youth snorted disdainfully, and the trace of fear in his heart disappeared instantly.

Just before he could finish a sentence, The next moment he stood there dumbfounded.

Only then did he realize that the arm he passed through Meng Hang didn't even have a trace of Bloodline, as if it was passing through the air.

At this time, Liao Shan and the others also noticed something was wrong, and looked at Meng Hang in astonishment.

Meng Hang turned his head slowly, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Ants?"

"are you talking about me?"

At this time, the silver-haired youth's eyes were no longer indifferent, but instead showed a trace of panic, but he still said cruel words.

"Hey, pretend to be a ghost!"

He quickly pulled out his arm, his fingers were like hooks, exuding a faint fluorescent light, and once again digged into Meng Hang's heart.

Meng Hang stood there, his expression unchanged, just like that, he watched one arm dig into his heart.

The next moment, the fluorescent arm penetrated his body again without causing any damage to him.

The silver-haired young man was in a state of disarray, his figure suddenly retreated, and he came to Meng Hang a few dozen meters away in an instant, looking at him with a look of disbelief.

"Boy, what kind of ability do you have!"

The corners of Meng Hang's mouth rose, obviously smiling, but it gave the silver-haired youth a gloomy feeling.

"Go down and ask King Yama!"

Meng Hang has always adhered to the principle of villain dying from too much talk. Although he looks like a full villain now, he doesn't want the ending to be like villain.

Kamui!

Mangekyō Sharingan activated, looking directly at the silver-haired youth's head.

As the space distorted slightly, the silver-haired youth's pupils shrank suddenly, and a Death aura enveloped his whole body, causing the hairs on his whole body to explode.

Just at this critical moment, the jade horn on his forehead suddenly lit up with a bright light.

The silver-haired young man reacted instantly as if he had been empowered by Daigo, and his head jerked back.

Just as he tilted his head back, the Kamui effect was activated, the space in front of the silver-haired youth was distorted, and he could barely escape Kamui's attack.

Seeing that the silver-haired youth managed to escape Kamui's attack, Meng Hang's eyes narrowed. Although there was no expression on his face, a storm surged in his heart.

Since obtaining the Mangekyō Sharingan, Kamui's move can be said to be invincible. No one has ever been able to escape this strike, but today he was slumped on the body of this silver-haired young man.

"Jade Horns?"

Meng Hang recited the name secretly in his heart, and really began to pay attention to what the silver-haired young man said about the royal family.

The silver-haired youth who escaped this strike was dripping with cold sweat. If it wasn't for Talent of his own race, he would have almost capsized in the gutter and died here.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was in the Master.

"Is it a rare space-based ability?"

"Presumably your body, Hollow, also used this space ability to teleport the attacked part to another space, so you didn't get hurt, right?"

"And that little Fatty was also saved by you when you activated his ability and teleported him into a different dimension."