Meng 49 sword

Xiao Xiao took the order and left, only Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan were left in the room.Regarding Meng Qiqi's actions, Chen Boyan never commented, but this time he could no longer remain silent.

"Little Martial Uncle gave it to Junior Brother Xiao just now, but it's Cang Ting's token?" Chen Boyan's tone was not dignified, but you couldn't avoid the gaze that was staring at you.

Expecting that he would ask, Meng Qiqi glanced at the faint figure on the paper window from the corner of her eye, sat down at the table, and said, "Don't worry, my little uncle doesn't steal or rob, and he comes from a bright and honest way."

Chen Boyan was helpless, "Little Martial Uncle knows that's not what I asked."

"Oh, so what are you asking?"

Chen Boyan got straight to the point: "There is a special mark of the Holy King on this token, so my nephew dared to ask you: Is the Holy King in Jinling City at this moment? What is your relationship with the Holy King?"

"Are you worried that I will secretly communicate with Shengjun?" Meng Qiqi raised an eyebrow.

"You are the little uncle of our Gushan Jiange. Master is still looking forward to your return. Of course, Cang Ting can't take you away." Chen Boyan replied.

Meng Qiqi lifted the white gauze and looked at Chen Boyan with her chin propped up.Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I'm your little uncle, so of course I won't abandon you."

The subtle wording made Chen Boyan startled, but before he had time to think about it, he heard Meng Qiqi say again: "Besides, Shengjun is a woman, no matter how beautiful she is, I don't like it."

Chen Boyan is such an intelligent person, how could he fail to understand what Meng Qiqi said.But Meng Qiqi was too wild and Meng Lang, how could he say such a thing so easily?

Subconsciously, he looked carefully at Meng Qiqi's expression, but saw him looking at him with a smile on his face, half teasing and half teasing.Those eyes seemed to look straight into his heart.

"Cough." Chen Boyan looked away indiscriminately, his eyes drooping slightly, "Who does the little uncle like, the nephew dare not ask."

Meng Qiqi fell silent, and said quietly after a long time: "Mr. Fang really likes to joke."

Meng Qiqi's teeth were itching with hatred in his heart. In the past, this man protected him like a calf. When he went to take a shower in the river, he would even carry a hatchet to protect him on the bank.Don't dare to ask?When you think about it one day, Grandpa Meng taught you how to be a human being.

Forget it, what's the point of being angry with a wood that can't think of anything.Thinking so, Meng Qiqi poured himself a cup of tea to calm the fire, and then said: "Cang Ting is the number one force outside the pass, and they also have a secret realm, which is in the vast yellow sand. It's just that the outside of the pass is not like the inside of the pass, and the secret realm is not right. The monks of the other sects are open. I tried to sneak in more than a year ago in order to track down the whereabouts of the little uncle. At that time, the holy king was not a holy king. Died in a secret realm, but happened to meet me."

"Little uncle saved her?"

"No. That's not saving, it's just helping each other to survive. Later, we all came out of the secret realm alive, and I left Cangting, and she became the Holy King. Everyone said that this Holy King was ambitious. , one day she will break into the pass, but do you know what she wants to do the most after she becomes the Holy King?" Meng Qiqi asked.

Chen Boyan shook his head.

Meng Qiqi took another cup and poured him a cup of tea, motioned him to sit down, and then continued: "Sheng Jun is like Xiao Yu'er and Qing Gu, although he grew up outside the pass, he is a real person inside the pass. She came to Jinling this time to find her own father."

The holy king is looking for relatives.When these four words came to Chen Boyan's mind, he was more surprised than curious.Meng Qiqi reminded him, "But you must not tell it, and don't tell her that I told you, otherwise she will come to settle accounts with me again. She will show up by herself on the day of the Dabi."

"Her father... who is it?" Chen Boyan couldn't hold back, but asked.

Meng Qiqi imitated Master Yi Nian's appearance and put his palms up in front of him, "The Buddha said, don't say it."

The uncle and nephew in this room were having a secret conversation, and Xiao Yu'er in that room had successfully entered the palace under the leadership of Wang Ziqian.It's not that Wang Ziqian is wary of Xiao Yu'er, but firstly, he said that he wants to go to the elders of the master, which is reasonable; secondly, Xiao Yu'er is only twelve or thirteen years old, and she looks so cute, Wang Ziqian really can't get along with him. How much disgust.

No, when he sent people to the door, Xiao Yuer still stood on the steps and saluted him respectfully, "Thank you, Brother Ziqian."

The milk gas is not gone, but he is so well-behaved.

Wang Ziqian walked away step by step, Tang Li came out to meet Xiao Yu'er, seeing such a lovely junior, he hurriedly led him in by the hand.Today Tang Li was going to Chanhualou to watch Meng Qiqi in case he got into trouble, but he tossed and turned all night and still felt that what he couldn't see was pure.

Misfortunes are always going to happen, people are always going to make trouble, why bother to witness it with your own eyes?Let the elder nephew bear the rest, he only needs to make a mess at the end.

In order to ensure a smooth reconciliation of the mud, Tang Li did not take the initiative to chat with people from other sects.Now that Xiao Yuer came, he finally had a talking partner, and he was so happy.

But Xiao Yuer sweetly called "Uncle Fifth" and ran to the back room to change her clothes, and then took off the blindfold under Tang Li's astonished gaze, revealing her intact left eye.

"You, your eyes are good?"

"Yes!" Xiao Yu'er put the blindfold in her bosom and hid it, it was sewn for him by the master, so he had to keep it safe.But Tang Li didn't understand, "Since your eyes are good, why do you need to cover them?"

Xiao Yu'er immediately became serious, and said: "Master said that Xiao Yu'er's eyes should not be shown to others casually."

"But didn't you show it to me now?" Tang Li didn't understand anymore, bent over and carefully looked at Xiao Yu'er's left eye, trying to find out what the reason for this eye was.

Xiao Yuer hurriedly took a step back and explained: "Xiao Yuer's eyes really can't be looked at casually."

But it was already too late, Tang Li suddenly saw a small red dot in the pupil of that left eye, Xiao Yu'er stepped back suddenly, the dot bloomed like a flower in a flash.

The beautiful, red and black petals are constantly turning outward, spreading round and round like a water halo.

"Boom!" Tang Li rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yu'er said "ahhh", but it was too late.He couldn't help feeling annoyed, he shouldn't have taken off the blindfold so early, but he didn't expect Tang Li to fall so quickly.

So Xiao Yu'er had no choice but to move Tang Li to the bed with all her strength, and after making sure that he had only passed out temporarily, she took out a square towel to cover her little face, and planned to go to the third elder's yard to check.

At this time, it was three quarters of Shen time, and the sunset was approaching.

The usual bustle and peace returned to the Lion House, but no matter whether it was the waiting waiter or the guests sitting and drinking, they all paid attention to the movement inside a certain door on the second floor.

Gushan's junior uncle sat inside.

Move your eyes to the right, and the disciples of Beidoumen are sitting in the private room on the right.

At this moment, everyone is waiting for Ye Xin's arrival, waiting makes people anxious, and their hearts are beating excitedly, as if they are about to witness a great battle.

Jiang Xie, however, couldn't sit still for a moment, and paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, his face so serious that water dripped out.He knew in his heart that regardless of whether Elder Ye Xin came or not, Meng Qiqi's words just now were worth saying.

The bad thing now is that no one knows the depth of Meng Qiqi's cultivation, his origin is already a mystery, and his whereabouts are too erratic.In the past few years, rumors about Meng Qiqi have all come from outside the customs, but there are not many people in the fairy sect who really know him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xie's heart shuddered—he didn't realize until now that they knew almost nothing about Meng Qiqi.

Suddenly, a loud and impatient voice came from outside, "Who ordered my braised lion head?"

Jiang frowned obliquely, and waved for his junior brother to go and have a look.Meng Qiqi suddenly raised her head, "Here we are."

The person who came was Wang Wannan, the boss of the Lion Tower, the most incompetent but richest son of the Wang family.

At this time, Wang Wannan was carrying the hem of his clothes, but he was fat and nimbly walking towards the second floor.The guests of the Lion House knew his identity from Xiaoer and the shopkeeper's reactions, and followed him all the way up.

Wang Wannan stopped halfway, and his position happened to be in the middle of the entire Lion Tower.So he took a breath and turned around, straightened his hat, brushed the dust off his clothes, saw that no one answered his question just now, and said angrily: "Who the hell ordered my lion's head? Squeak! "

But everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them ordered the braised lion's head at all, Xiaoer said that the lion's head was a special offer, and the kitchen didn't make this dish unless the owner came.

Now the owner is here, but no one orders it.

Yin Wuhua touched his big bald head, stood up, "How about I order one?"

"I'm pooh!" Wang Wannan poohed too hard, and the fat all over his body shook three times.

Yin Wuhua clicked his tongue, "Didn't you call it, do you want to do it or not?"

"I ask you who ordered my braised lion head!"

"Then let me order one!"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Wang Wannan hated this kind of shit stirrer the most.He was so angry that he was called by his aunt to scold him, and even after scolding, he was driven to cook here.However, his aunt still didn't tell him who the orderer was, and asked him to ask himself if it was easy for him.

But Meng Qiqi was still waiting for someone.

The person he was waiting for did not show up for a long time, which made Meng Qiqi look a little dignified.

There is an unwritten rule in the Lion House, that is, no banquet is easily held in the building, and if there is a banquet, it must be a lion banquet.In other words, there must be a dish of braised lion head on the wine table.But this stewed lion head is not ordinary. The raw materials it uses are all from the secret realm. Ordinary people can eat it to strengthen their bodies, and monks can eat it to improve their cultivation.

So it is extremely precious, and only Wang Wannan, who developed this dish, can make it in Jinling City.Even better, if the monks take the monster inner alchemy before and after eating this dish, the two will complement each other and double the effect.

Although the monks of the famous sect have no shortage of panacea and have no obsession with this dish, but Meng Qiqi tried his best to find this dish, not because of the efficacy of this dish itself.

He wanted Wang Ziling to hold a lion banquet, a banquet that could win people's hearts and allow him to take the opportunity to gain a firm foothold during the Immortal Calling Conference.

But Wang Ziling hadn't shown up yet, but Wang Wannan had already arrived. It seemed that the only plan for now was to take one step at a time.Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi was about to respond.It's just that he was stopped by Chen Boyan as soon as he uttered his first word.

Chen Boyan shook his head at him, looked past the people in the building and landed on the gate of the Lion Tower, "Little Uncle, look."

Meng Qiqi turned her head to look, and what she saw was a chubby figure, holding on to the door and panting heavily, like Wang Wannan who was more than 20 years younger.

A hand patted his back lightly, and the owner of the hand urged, "Quickly respond."

Wang Ziling looked back and looked at Xiao Xiao's handsome face in puzzlement, "What should I do?"

"Your uncle."

"Ah? My uncle?" Wang Ziling looked back into the building with a dull face.

A big fat man and a little fat man met each other unexpectedly.

Wang Wannan gave Wang Ziling a hard look, because of this little fat man, he was beaten by his aunt.Wang Wannan didn't want to talk to him, so he raised his voice and asked: "Who ordered my braised lion's head? If you don't make a sound, I won't do it."

Xiao Xiao poked Wang Ziling's back quietly.

Wang Ziling shuddered and defended in a low voice, "I didn't order it!"

"You order." Xiao Xiao told him with certainty: "And you will be the host tomorrow night, entertaining the disciples of all factions."

Wang Ziling: "Me???"

The sound was too loud, Wang Wannan heard it, and looked over as if seeing a ghost, "You???"

Wang Ziling: "Me?!"

Wang Wannan: "..."

Isn't this nephew stupid?