Suddenly, among all the innates present, a man stood up. He was seven feet tall and had a dignified appearance. He looked at the majestic and domineering Meng Zhao standing under the jade platform and said coldly,
"Your name is Meng Tao? What kind of evil demon cultivator are you from?"
This person appeared too suddenly and attracted everyone's attention for a while. Even the three great masters also turned their attention back to this person at the same time, with a look of inquiry in their eyes.
Someone who knew this person quickly opened his mouth to explain to the people around him.
"This is Kang Youde from Shaxian County. He is also a casual cultivator, but he is well-informed and has many eyes and ears. He must have seen something."
What he said was to excuse this person. After all, his appearance was too sudden, which made many people feel disgusted and disgusted. The three great masters here are comparable to a martial arts festival. If you want to cause trouble, choose another time. Isn’t it good that it has to be at this time?
But regardless of the intention, such an explanation did calm down the restless mood of many people, and they planned to wait and see how the situation developed. Even if the Grandmaster was angry, this person would still be the unlucky one.
Meng Zhao had always been depressed before, even if he fought with others, he was careless. The reason was that although he knew that Zhao Hun was hiding in the hall, he had never found any trace of him, which made him feel like a stick in his throat and a light on his back.
Just as Zhao Hun worked hard and tried his best to kill him to correct the mistakes he had made, Meng Zhao also wanted to completely cut him off so that there would only be one Meng Zhao in the world.
The moment this person stood up to question him, Meng Zhao's mind suddenly became clear. Whether it was his guess or his intuition, he was sure that this person must be Zhao Hun's chess piece.
He was not afraid of Zhao Hun causing trouble, but he was afraid that this guy would act like a coward.
Judging from his strong energy and clear eyesight, he knew that he was an innate master in the evil path. He didn't know where Zhao Hun found such a useful chess piece, or that he was indeed a man with great power. .
Therefore, in response to this person's extremely rude question, Meng Zhao seemed a little happy and did not answer. Instead, he asked,
"What does this matter have to do with you? Could it be that you have a grudge against me?"
He had roughly guessed that Zhao Hun probably wanted to use his identity to make a fuss, which would lead to death and death.
At this time, people such as Niu Dali, Gu Simonan and others already knew that Meng Zhao's identity was doubtful and must be exposed. Who knows who knew it, and now they suddenly attacked, and the person they chose was Meng Zhao, who had just shown his prowess and was able to seduce people. It aroused the innate interest of all the masters present and even the three majors.
Think about it, if you take out a random person, no one would be interested in knowing his or her name.
Meng Zhao was different. He had extremely high cultivation, unparalleled combat power, and domineering momentum. He was as intimidating as a real dragon. Coupled with his unfamiliar origins and background, too many people wanted to know about him.
Therefore, when Kang Youde spoke out, he attracted the attention of many people and caused waves.
Either they have interests or other connections with Meng Zhao, but they are all very worried.
Niu Dali, the reckless man, was the most direct, and he also stood up, spat at this man, and yelled,
"Fuck you, there's something wrong with your whining. What's my brother's surname and his name? Do you care?
Is it possible that your mother is lonely in her boudoir and wants to find someone to look up to as her son, so she is afraid of changing her surname, so she is so nosy? "
It has to be said that Niu Dali's mouth is really venomous. He always greets my mother, which makes him tremble with anger. However, due to the fact that he has a mission and the three powerful masters are overlooking everything below on the jade platform, he dare not make any mistakes. , could only glance at Niu Dali with a look that wanted to cut him into pieces, and still pointed the finger at Meng Zhao,
"It's none of my business at all, but I suddenly thought of something. I'm afraid that the three great masters and all the comrades here will be deceived by traitors, so I have to ask.
Sir, let me ask again, is your name really Meng Tao? "
His words have reached this point. If the people in the hall can't hear what he said, they are not worthy of staying here. Therefore, everyone has excited expressions, with pairs of fiery and malicious eyes. Staring at Meng Zhao, it seemed as if he wanted to take a look at his whole body.
Obviously, there is something wrong with the identity of this "Meng Tao", and there is a high probability that he is not a member of the evil path. Otherwise, he would not be involved in fooling the three great masters because of his identity.
Everyone has a dark heart. Meng Zhao's performance was too amazing and overwhelmed everyone. There must be many people who can't stand it and even have malicious thoughts and want to get rid of him.
Probably the idea is, I am not as good as you, but I will never let you overwhelm me.
If you can't solve the problem, just solve the person who caused the problem. It's a very direct and simple way of thinking.
However, first of all, Meng Zhao's strength was too amazing, which deterred them from making any rash moves. Fighting alone, no one had the confidence to escape from Meng Zhao's men. The previous five great innates, plus Fu Zeguang, had already reflected Meng Zhao's strength to a considerable extent. The combat power is so amazing.
Secondly, there are three grandmasters who make the decision here. Even if they want to do something, they dare not take action. If they are really ignorant and anger the grandmaster, their lives will be in danger.
However, if there is a problem with this person's identity, then everyone will be able to attack him in groups. I don't believe he can still resist. After all, the Grandmaster has no reason to favor him.
In the end, it is also a very common idea. The satisfaction and joy brought by killing such an extremely talented hero and killing such a talented strongman is quite good.
For a moment, even with Meng Zhao's strong will, he felt huge pressure, and unknowingly there was sweat coming from behind.
However, after several years of tempering, Meng Zhao already had a somewhat calm style of dealing with things. He exhaled a long breath and used the method of visualizing the real dragon to calm down all kinds of negative emotions and messy thoughts. He smiled lightly and said,
"I don't know why this brother is holding on to me, but since you asked again and again, it's not a big deal to answer you.
Yes, my name is Meng Tao. I am a casual cultivator. I have just completed my martial arts training. I got news about the Demonic Society of Bishui Immortal Palace and came here to join in the fun. Of course, maybe because I have offended some people after fighting a few times, I can only Say sorry. "
Meng Zhao's core thoughts were very firm, and he could remain invincible by not letting go of the identity of Meng Tao he had made up temporarily.
For some things, the truth and the appearance have completely different results.
What's more, he also wanted to see if the opponent was really a chess piece sent by Zhao Hun.
If he is, he must know his true identity.
If not, this may just be a bluff from this person.
After hearing Meng Zhao's answer, Kang Youde's expression changed, as cold as ice, and he shouted,
"You lied. Your surname is indeed Meng, but it is not Meng Tao, but Meng Zhao.
You are not just a wild cultivator, but a member of the Meng family in Nan'an.
Hey, now your name is spread among the martial arts circles in the North, and you are known as the Dragon King together with Shen Tianci of the Shen family in Jinling. Is it possible that you don't even dare to admit your identity? "
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
