Hurt someone?
After Meng Jing heard this, he also looked at the girl. The girl was shivering wrapped in a quilt.
It does seem to be due to some shadows.
However, even so, Meng Jing was a little surprised by this girl's level of cultivation.
Although her strength is not outstanding, like the big guy before her, her basic cultivation skills are very solid.
Maybe it's because he has been in the drama troupe for a long time that his basic skills are very solid.
You must know that in the drama troupe, there are various performances such as animal taming and dart throwing. This animal taming tests a person's courage.
If a person doesn't have much courage, how can he dare to tame a monster?
Throwing darts is even more different. It tests a person's eyesight, attentiveness and many other aspects.
The first thing is that if a person has poor eyesight and plays darts, wouldn't it be a rhythm that kills people?
Furthermore, with this level of attentiveness, if a person is not attentive enough, it will be difficult for the darts thrown to hit the target.
And this girl may have accidentally hurt someone because she wasn't careful enough.
"In that case, are you willing to participate in the hunting at Beast Mountain tomorrow?"
Meng Jing looked at the girl and asked seriously.
If the other party wants to go, Meng Jing can take her there.
At the moment, whether the other party can go hunting in the Beast Mountain with his personality is still one thing, so Meng Jing does not intend to force the other party to follow him.
If she wants to go, she can go. If she doesn't want to go, forget it.
After Meng Jing finished speaking, the girl did not raise her head to look at Meng Jing. Instead, her head was lowered, and her hands were constantly fighting underneath, as if she was struggling.
"Then if you don't want to, I'll have to find someone else!"
After saying that, seeing the other party's delay in replying, Meng Jing turned around.
When he was about to look for the third person again, a weak force pulled the corner of his clothes behind him.
Meng Jing looked back and saw that the girl had stretched out a hand to hold him.
"I think... I want to try it out!"
The girl's face turned red, and her voice became softer and quieter when she finished speaking.
"Okay, then don't disappoint me!"
Then, Meng Dingding nodded, and the girl wrapped herself in a quilt and slowly walked towards the big man.
Meng Jing also sighed, not knowing whether letting this girl participate was a good thing or a bad thing.
Originally, he planned to find someone who could use a throwing knife to be the master of his throwing knife.
Now it seems that the girl is a little preoccupied and seems to be absent-minded, which makes Meng Jing very worried.
Moreover, if we go hunting in Beast Mountain tomorrow, it will be extremely inconvenient for us to go out wrapped in a thick quilt.
What’s more, it’s the other party’s personality. There’s already an introvert in the team, and if there’s another introvert in the team, I’m afraid the entire team won’t be able to exchange more than ten sentences at the end of the day.
How can a team that can't communicate with each other have any sense of unity? Is there any other team division of labor?
Obviously impossible!
Now, the five people have found three, and the last two, Meng Jing is also planning to be too lazy to choose, just find the one that suits him!
Anyway, these people are about the same strength, no matter who you are looking for.
Just when Meng Jing was about to choose the two people in front who were still passable, there were hurried footsteps approaching.
I saw a short, thin boy walking over quickly, followed by a tall young man behind him.
Seeing the strength of this young man, Meng Jing remained silent.
The opponent's cultivation level is above the level of a spiritual cultivator. It seems that he is an adopted son of Zhao Wuji.
His appearance is quite outstanding, and compared to others, he has an indescribable confidence on his face.
Especially when he came, he was very arrogant.
Not long after, he walked quickly towards Zhao Wuji.
"Father!"
The young man came over, clasped his fists at Zhao Wuji, smiled and said.
"Why did you come just now?"
Zhao Wuji also glanced at Meng Jing, and when he saw that Meng Jing was not paying all his attention to his adopted son, he gave a low voice to the young man behind him.
"Damn it, foster father, it's late at night, what are you doing if you don't sleep!"
The young man smiled again.
"You kid!"
"Wait until your adoptive father makes arrangements for you!"
With that said, Zhao Wuji walked behind Meng Jing again, with a smile on his face.
"Sir, my adopted son is here. Do you want to take a look? How about taking him along for the hunting in Beast Mountain tomorrow?"
Meng Jing glanced at him and said nothing. Instead, he asked one of them, "What type of spiritual weapon do you like to use?"
In front of Meng Jing was a young man who was similar to himself. This young man's clothes were relatively simple. After Meng Jing finished his answer, he clasped his fists and showed a slight respect on his face.
"Sir, I am accustomed to using magical weapons such as knives!"
"Well, it's you!"
Meng Dingding nodded.
In addition to the Sword Emperor, there are other sword-like spiritual weapons on my side. Since this young man can use the sword's spiritual weapon, he just happened to be chosen.
This broadsword is very powerful. If it is cultivated properly, the broadsword will have the upper hand among spiritual weapons of the same level.
Moreover, this young man's cultivation level is not bad and he is quite eye-catching.
The only thing that made Meng Jing choose him was that the young man had extra patches on his body.
Compared with other people's clothes, the clothes are more yellowish, and the family must not be very wealthy.
It is really not easy for a poor family to cultivate to such a level.
After the young man walked out from the Zhao family's children, Meng Jingcai turned around and looked at the young man.
When the young man saw Meng Jing, he showed a disdainful expression on his face, and his whole posture was even more arrogant.
This made Meng Jing very unhappy.
"Sir, give my adopted son a chance. His cultivation is pretty good!"
Zhao Wuji asked again.
"There's no need for him!"
Meng Jing waved his hand and said calmly, preparing to choose a second person.
"Haha, if you don't need me, how can you, a person in the spirit transformation realm, have the confidence to be so arrogant!"
Suddenly, the young man also let out a cold snort, full of ridicule.
Because Meng Jing has hidden his strength now, people who don't know Meng Jing's strength mistakenly believe that Meng Jing really only has the spirit transformation realm.
But after hearing these words, Zhao Wuji also turned around and raised a hand to hit the young man.
"Shut up, you bastard, why are you talking to this adult?"
While saying this, he hurriedly turned around and looked at Meng Jing with an embarrassed smile.
He knew the strength of this adult very well. He was in the realm of a great spiritual master, but his adopted son actually openly mocked this adult. Isn't this a way to seek death?
What's more, he is already an adult, which shows that this other party's identity is not simple.
What happened to my adopted son today? Why did he speak like this without thinking?
The young man who was scolded by Zhao Wuji was also very puzzled. He was just a scumbag who only had the spirit transformation realm, so why should he be so polite to him.
"Father, why are you so polite to someone who is not as powerful as me? I can knock him down with just one hand!"
With that said, the young man was ready to take action, and Zhao Wuji was so angry that he didn't even attack him.
"You rebellious son, do you know..."
When Zhao Wuji was about to reveal Meng Jing's identity, Meng Jing suddenly flashed in front of him and glared.
As soon as Zhao Wuji reached his mouth and was about to speak out his words, he swallowed them back.
And I saw that Meng Jing had a smile on his face at this moment, looking at the other party with a smile on his face.
"You said you could knock me down with one hand?"
