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Chapter 139 The Black Villain (Part 1)

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    "Sir, are you okay?"

    Seeing Meng Jing come out, the old man who had been waiting for a long time at the door immediately greeted him.

    Seeing adults with disheveled clothes makes me feel very strange.

    "fine!"

    Meng Jing waved his hands without tears, seeing the old man's eyes looking at him.

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    Soon, not long after Meng Jing walked out, another beautiful woman walked out behind him.

    The beautiful woman no longer looked messy in the room, but instead had a hint of rosiness on her delicate and white face.

    At this time, she walked out radiantly, leaving the old man even more confused.

    "You bitch, what have you done to me?"

    The old man asked angrily.

    "Do I need an old guy like you to take care of me?"

    The woman snorted arrogantly, with a bit of disdain in her eyes, and walked in front of Meng Jing.

    Then, he looked back at Meng Jing again, and couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

    "It's true that a small person is a big ghost!"

    "You! How can you, a mother-in-law, talk to adults!"

    The old man was shaking with anger and asked angrily.

    He stretched out a hand, intending to hit the woman.

    The young man in front of him is his adult.

    "If my wife does anything disrespectful to that adult, even if I give him ten lives, I can't make up for it!"

    ¡°I¡¯m fine, I¡¯m fine, I don¡¯t care about your wife¡¯s affairs!¡±

    Meng Jing grabbed the other person with one hand, somewhat dumbfounded.

    The old man lowered his raised hand and sighed helplessly.

    "Well, sir, that woman's cultivation level is higher than mine, so I haven't dared to do anything to her."

    "However, if she hurts you, sir, I will take action without mercy!"

    The old man also looked at the back of the leaving woman and said seriously.

    "No, it's wrong to hit a woman!"

    Meng Jing shook his head.

    ¡°I gave him a piece of green grassland, but he didn¡¯t even know it.

    If you tell him what happened before, will you kill yourself with a sword?

    "Oh, by the way, your surname is not Wang, right?"

    Meng Jing asked.

    After so long, he still didn¡¯t know what the old man¡¯s name was.

    The old man shook his head and said, "Sir, my surname is not Wang Ba, but my name also has the character "Íõ" in it, and my name is Wang Quan!"

    Kingship

    Yes, Wang Quan is also named Wang.

    Everyone was on guard against Lao Wang, but Lao Meng pried off Lao Wang's wall.

    "Then you won't call Wang Quan Fugui'er, right?"

    After saying that, the old man also had a surprised expression on his face.

    "Sir, how do you know!"

    Meng Jing covered his face, does this royal family like to be named after wealth?

    ??Is this a lack of money and a desire for wealth?

    Or is it that the family is great and the business is great, and wealth is used to demonstrate wealth and status?

    "What about your wife?"

    Meng Jing continued to ask.

    ??This male and female double-pronged sword, the male is called Wang Quan Fu Gui, which he can understand.

    There¡¯s no way this girl should have a tacky name, right?

    ¡°Go back to the master, my wife¡¯s name is Li Cuihua!¡±

    Li Cuihua

    Meng Jing was completely speechless. This is not a question of vulgarity or not.

    ¡°It is estimated that the master who forged them had never gone to school, was illiterate, and had difficulty naming.

    ? ? ?Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t have come up with such a unique name.

    "Fugui'er, Li Cuihua, come here!"

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    ¡°Sir, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±

    Seeing Meng Jing¡¯s speechless expression, the old man couldn¡¯t help but asked curiously.

    "It's okay, just change your name to Gan Jiang Moye from now on!"

    Meng Jing explained.

    "Gandou Moxie?"

    Meng Jingcheng nodded. The name of this general Mo Xie sounded much better than Wang Quan Fugui and Li Cuihua.

    ¡°Moreover, these generals Moye are a famous couple.

    The souls they forged??That is a superb skill, which is the best way to describe them.

    "There is no evil in the generals, no evil in the generals!"

    The old man who heard this name kept mumbling it.

    Afterwards, his face was also full of excitement.

    "Thank you for the name, sir!"

    Meng Jing waved his hand and said nothing more. After walking out of the small cubicle, he found that the woman had been waiting there for a long time.

    That¡¯s when we stepped onto the fifth floor.

    Pushing open the attic on the fifth floor, I was very curious to see no one inside.

    Glancing at the old man, the old man shrugged helplessly, expressing his ignorance.

    The total number of spiritual weapons on the first and second levels is less than a thousand.

    As for the third and fourth floors, let alone mention them, the small number is even more pitiful.

    Although the level is much higher than that of their first and second levels, the level of obtaining spiritual stones is obviously higher than that of the first and second levels.

    But, in terms of quantity, the gap shouldn¡¯t be so big!

    Suddenly, Meng Jing seemed to realize something. He turned his head, looked at the old man, and asked, "How do you cultivate your spiritual weapons?"

    You know, in this attic, Meng Jing can't feel much spiritual energy at all.

    In other words, how does the other party practice without spiritual energy?

    Furthermore, the level difference between each level is particularly large.

    There is such a disparity in strength, why is this?

    What's more, if a defective spiritual weapon has such strength, then judging from the current situation of the Su family, why not take out those spiritual weapons to control the house.

    Instead, he threw it into the sword attic?

    Of course, this sword loft has been established for a long time.

    It is said that there is still the imprint of the ancestor of the Su family inside.

    ¡°Anyone who obtains the mark of the ancestor of the Su family may be the next patriarch of the Su family.

    Whether it¡¯s true or false, Meng Jing doesn¡¯t know.

    After all, he is not from the Su family.

    "Sir, the master of the pavilion will send sword spirit envoys every day to distribute some sword spirit essence to help us break through the cultivation level!"

    The old man replied.

    Sword Spirit Envoy, Sword Spirit Essence?

    After listening, Meng Jing also frowned.

    He has never heard of these things. The original owner of the body has read all the books in the Su family library and has never heard of the sword spirit envoy, the sword spirit essence.

    It seems that this thing is not simple!

    Seeing that Meng Jing didn¡¯t recognize him, the old man also opened his mouth to explain: ¡°Sir, this Sword Spirit Envoy is the person appointed by the Pavilion Master.¡±

    "How is the strength?"

    The old man shook his head.

    "can not tell?"

    Meng Jing was a little surprised.

    Normally speaking, as long as the other party reveals his cultivation level, he should be able to know what his cultivation level is.

    Of course, if the other party deliberately hides it, it is not impossible to find it.

    In some subtle movements, you may be able to detect the opponent's strength.

    "Yes, sir, no one has seen the identity of the Sword Spirit Envoy!"

    While speaking, the old man paused and glanced outside.

    Suddenly, his pupils gradually narrowed, and he looked at the attic on the fifth floor with a surprised look.

    I saw, in the attic on the fifth floor, a black shadow coming close to the ground.

    "No, today is a business day, the Sword Spirit Envoy will come!"

    ¡°He will come??¡±

    Not long after Meng Jing¡¯s voice fell, a black shadow melted into the floor beneath his feet like a pool of muddy water.

    The moment he attacked the old man, his body jumped suddenly and appeared in the air.

    "Fifth Elder, why haven't you collected all the sword spirits from the Pavilion Master?"

    The black shadow that appeared in the air was not very tall.

    But despite the short stature of the other party, his tone of speech was extremely arrogant and condescending.

    The old man scratched his head, he was just talking about the Sword Spirit Envoy.

    This sword spirit envoy has already arrived in front of him.

    But now, he is no longer loyal to the Pavilion Master.

    Rather, it¡¯s the young man in front of me!

    "Forehead"

    The old man didn¡¯t know what to say, and was about to turn back to look at Meng Jing to convey the situation to the little black man.

    Suddenly, a burst of hot temperature quickly enveloped the entire room.

    Soon, Meng Jing¡¯s voice sounded.

    "Get out of the way, let me catch him first!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)??.

    Suddenly, a burst of hot temperature quickly enveloped the entire room.

    Soon, Meng Jing¡¯s voice sounded.

    "Get out of the way, let me catch him first!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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