Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 435 Routine (for subscription)

While trying her best to explain to Meng Zhao that she was only here to deliver a letter, she stretched out her white and tender little hand to wipe the teardrops on her eyelashes, looking pitiful and deceptively soft.

If it was someone with a less determined will, I'm afraid she would have become so lustful that she would have rushed to ravage this girl to her heart's content.

However, Meng Zhao did not do this. First, although he himself is a womanizer, he is not the type who loses his mind when he gets on top. Second, he is more interested in the identity of the person behind the little girl.

He took the note, glanced at it hastily, and there was only a short sentence written on it,

"Qian Jiao, the elder of the Mozun Hall intends to arrest you, so don't be careful."

The handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, and it is obvious that the daughter's handwriting looks very comfortable, but the content on it makes Meng Zhao's heart shake, the alarm bells are loud, and the state of defense is full.

There is no need to say anything else, if you stick to the word Mozun Temple, you are not easy to provoke, let alone a dignified elder, eighty to ninety percent is a congenital strong, this is not what he can handle at present.

In particular, Zhu Guangxi had already left, and Bai Shicheng and Han Pu went to Julu County to rescue his wife and daughter. There were only some acquired warriors around him, and they were completely unable to resist the surprise attack of innate masters.

What's more, this note was written without beginning or end, just saying that Qian Jiao wanted to arrest him, but explaining the time and place clearly, and at least explaining clearly why Qian Jiao wanted to arrest him!

Meng Zhao had a lot of doubts in his heart. If he really left a plausible note, he might not regard it as a prank by some people out of caution, but without enough information to analyze and speculate on the situation, it would make him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, besides the note, there is also a white, tender, chubby and cute little girl in front of me. Even if she is a little maid with a low status, she should know a lot of inside information, otherwise she won't be able to deliver the letter.

What's more, Meng Zhao guessed that the person behind the little girl knew that he would definitely catch Zhu'er. The specific situation could be learned from Zhu'er's mouth, which was a silent tacit understanding.

Meng Zhao put down the note in his hand, and looked carefully at the little girl curled up on the bed again. Through some of her words, deeds, and external performance, it can be deduced that she should seldom come out to do things alone, and belongs to the flowers in the greenhouse. , and at a young age, she has a high level of internal strength, which shows that while her aptitude is extraordinary, the power behind her should also be no small matter, so that she can supply a large number of little girls to practice martial arts.

Meng Zhao settled down, and seeing that the little girl was particularly frightened, he let go of the gloom and terror on his face, and showed a particularly gentle and sunny smile, saying,

"Pig? It's a good name, and your image is vivid. No wonder when you were carrying you, you were obviously not tall, but your weight was not light. It turned out to be a little fat pig!"

Little girls are the most beautiful, and they like to listen to other people's praises the most. How can they allow themselves to be called a little fat pig? Can they still meet people?
Immediately forgetting his current situation, he glared at Meng Zhaodao angrily,
"Bah, bah, what kind of pig, it's not a fat pig, it's a pearl that is round and jade-like, a pearl in the palm of your hand.

Besides, how can it be so heavy, it is obviously very light, that is, before coming tonight, I ate more and wore more clothes. "

The little girl's voice became softer as she spoke, and she was very unconfident, obviously knowing that what Meng Zhao said about her weight was really true.

But Meng Zhao knew that the little girl's figure had something special about it, she wouldn't say she was fat, but she was fat where she should be fat, and thin where she should be thin, which was actually his favorite body.

Seeing that the little girl was a little sad and self-abased, she said with a slight smile,

"Actually, your figure is first-class. You have developed so well at such a young age. No wonder you appear to be so important. If you feel inferior, wouldn't all women in the world commit suicide?"

Not to mention, the little girl's mood immediately improved again after Meng Zhao praised her so much. Recalling that she was often complained about her well-developed body when she was taking a bath with the young lady, she couldn't help but smile silly.

At the same time, I have a good impression of Meng Zhao, and I don't think this guy is so annoying, at most, it's just a little bit.

Meng Zhao didn't know that his image in the girl's heart had been upgraded just because of a little praise. Seeing that the girl had been coaxed, she was no longer as fearful and terrified as before, so he said,

"Zhu'er, who is your young lady? Have you ever met me? What's the relationship with Mozun Palace?"

When Meng Zhaocong heard about the Mozun Temple, he had subconsciously thought of a person in his mind. It was the person he met when he rescued Tang Ling'er. He was dressed in white fox fur and looked coquettish and pure. He called himself Tan Cai'er. Beautiful girl.

At that time, the girl talked and teased him a lot, and even threatened to become his real wife in the future, which left a deep impression on him.

Of course, another important reason was the throbbing blood of Zi Yuanlong's body, which made him guess that the girl might be of great benefit to his special physique, so he never forgot it.

Zhu'er blinked her black and bright eyes like pearls, flickered, tilted her head and thought for a while, she didn't want to betray her young lady, but she was also afraid of being severely tortured by Meng Zhao.

Especially Meng Zhao and her short contact, moody, one after another change of face.

Sometimes he is gentle and sunny, like a big brother next door, sometimes he is flirtatious and lustful, which makes her pimple all over, and sometimes he is as cold as ice, with a murderous aura, which makes her really scared.

In the end, out of self-preservation, I honestly bowed my head and admitted,

"My lady's name is Tan Cai'er. I met you once before. It was in that valley, and I encountered a big snake in the middle. It was so scary. You also lured that fierce beast to my lady."

Meng Zhao nodded, what the little girl said should be true, consistent with what he speculated, after all, he knew her, seemed to have a good impression of her, and Tan Caier was the only one who had something to do with Mozun Palace.

However, what made him frown was that Pearl still didn't seem to have said the key point, and asked,

"Tan Cai'er, I recognize her, she is very courageous, and a man named Xu Laizi ambushed and ambushed Huolong Cave.

I heard that Xu Laizi is a candidate for the Holy Son of the Demon Lord Hall. Could it be that your young lady is also from the Demon Lord Hall?
Hey, could there be internal strife in the Mozun Palace, that's why your lady asked you to remind me? "

Zhu'er was a little annoyed, and she retorted while clenching her pink fists,
"My lady is not someone from the Demon Lord Hall, but the Eighth Elder of the Demon Lord Palace is my lady's father, you... ah, are you trying to trick me?"

Although Zhu'er was inexperienced, inexperienced, and a little confused, she reacted quickly at this time. After blurting out a key message, she quickly covered her little mouth, her eyes full of annoyance and regret.

Meng Zhao's eyes moved, and the purple glow was shining. Is the Eighth Elder of Mozun Hall Tan Cai'er's father?
Another big fish.

(End of this chapter)