Wentian Pavilion headquarters, in a secret room.

Hu Le knelt on the ground, tied up tightly.

He is a warrior in the innate realm, and the casual rope chains cannot be tied up at all. This is a chain made of hundreds of refining black iron, and it is also constantly innate.

Hu Le was blindfolded, and until now he didn't know who was so bold that he dared to indulge himself in the headquarters of Wentian Pavilion.

The moment the eye mask was taken off, he was shocked, shocked and frightened.

Because it was Meng Lang standing in front of him!

Meng Lang's bronze ghost mask is really too conspicuous.

[Ghost Face Shura] Everyone knows it.

"Wang Dong, how could it be you? How could it be you?"

In his opinion, it would be normal to change positions between the two of them!

Isn’t Meng Lang an undercover suspect?

Didn’t the Pavilion Master agree to his plan?

Why did she be tied up by Meng Lang in Wentian Pavilion?

At the Wentian Pavilion headquarters, if there was no pardon of the Pavilion Master, how could Meng Lang tie himself up?

Meng Lang brought a chair to sit, raised his right leg on his left leg, raised his back forty-five degrees, stroked his left hand against his crotch, and three fingers on his right hand against his temple.

The king's aura came to his face, and Hu Le's breathing was rapid and his face was flushed.

"Master Hu, didn't expect it?" Meng Lang pulled the corner of his mouth.

"It's no longer interesting to call you Lord Hu at this time, so you should call you Ye Jueying.

The gold medal spy of the righteous alliance, undercover Wentian Pavilion has been around for six years, three years and three years, but unfortunately you still can't end up well!"

Hu Le knelt on the ground and struggled, wanting to stand up but couldn't do it. He shouted angrily: "I'm no longer an undercover agent of the Zhengdao Alliance, and I've long been betrayal.

You must have deceived the Pavilion Master, Wang Dong, you have to die!

What about the Pavilion Master, I want to see the Pavilion Master!!"

Meng Lang shook his head and sighed: "Hu Le, your mistake is that you shouldn't offend me. You are an undercover agent of the Zhengdao Alliance. I have known this for a long time, but you don't know my identity.

You are in the light and I am in the dark. What are you fighting with me?"

Hu Le roared: "You harmed me, how did you do it? What kind of trick did you use to harm me?"

"Haha, Liu Yinxing is my person. When you want to be bad for me, you are destined to die."

"Die? Do you want to kill me? You can't kill me. I'm wronged. You framed me!

What about the Pavilion Master, I want to meet the Pavilion Master.

I have shed blood for Wentian Pavilion, and I have made merit for Wentian Pavilion. You can't kill me, I want to see the Pavilion Master!"

Meng Lang shook his head and said calmly: "Here, the Pavilion Master cannot save you, only I can save you."

If I want you to die, you will die.

I let you live, so that you can live.

Hu Le, don’t say that I won’t give you a chance, as long as you kneel here and kowtow to me, apologize, kowtow a hundred times, and swear to be loyal to me, I will spare your life.”

Hu Le showed confusion on his face. After a moment, his instinct of greed for life and fear of death defeated the courage to refuse to surrender. He looked up at Meng Lang.

"King and Protector, do you think this is true?"

"Will my king do you think of a word? What's more, now your life and death are in my hands. You are useless to me. What should I do to you?"

Hu Le gritted his teeth, knelt in front of Wang Dong and kowtowed hard, knocking one hundred feet, his head was bleeding, and he was extremely miserable.

"The Protector of the King, I have finished knocking on you with a hundred sounds. Please don't remember the villain's past and spare my life. I will definitely follow your advice in the future."

"Okay!" Wang Dong stood up.

Draw the sword.

He raised his hand and fell to the knife and cut off Hu Le's head.

"I've been an undercover agent for so many years, and I'm still so naive!"

Hu Le's head fell to the ground, his eyes still staring tightly, and he was dying with his eyes closed.

One word is like a catastrophe?

He can't even remember the lies that Meng Lang said.

"Really, I dare to say that, you dare to believe it?"

Meng Lang is not very scheming and a little small.

Those who offend him will not be as comfortable as death!

The more uncomfortable these people die, the more comfortable Meng Lang will be.

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Wentian Pavilion headquarters, Xue Yanjiao looked at Meng Lang and said softly: "Hu Le is dead. This is my explanation to you and it is also my apology to you. Wang Lang, can you stay at the headquarters? Don't go back to Dongyun Town."

Meng Lang's face under the bronze ghost mask had no expression and shook his head indifferently.

He has made a plan to maintain a cool male god in front of Xue Yanjiao, and it cannot be broken!

Xue Yanjiao sighed and said, "Forget it, since you don't want to, I won't force you.

But now there is something to deal with. Feiyun, Kaixin and Yuji have tasks. Now there is no other candidate, so I can only leave it to you."

Feiyun, Kaixin and Yuji in Xue Yanjiao's mouth are the other three guardians of Wentian Pavilion.

Meng Lang raised his head slightly and said, "What must we alarm the guardian?"

The four great guardians of Wentian Pavilion are the highest-level existences except the master.

If you can alarm the protector, it must be a big deal!

Uncontrollably, Meng Lang's heart began to become solemn.

Xue Yanjiao was not that serious, but instead smiled and said, "Shocking the Protector is of course an extremely important thing, but it is also a good thing. If it is a dangerous job, I will definitely be back happily."

[Smiling Silver Fox] Chu Kaixin: MMP!

Meng Lang secretly said apologize to Chu Kaixin. He was really embarrassed. He was handsome and did whatever he wanted.

In fact, Chu Kaixin, one of the four great guardians of Wentian Pavilion, is also an extremely handsome handsome guy. Unfortunately, in front of Meng Lang, the [the best handsome man in the world], it is not enough to see it, and it is overshadowed.

To be honest, if Meng Lang had been Chu Kaixin, he would have been able to make a fortune and would not be subject to this anger.

Unfortunately, Chu Kaixin is stubborn and her name is Kaixin, but she can't think of it!

"What's the good thing?" Meng Lang asked Xue Yanjiao.

If it was a bad thing, he might have to refuse, but he would definitely be able to refuse it in front of Xue Yanjiao.

But since it is a good thing, he will definitely take the initiative.

As the guardian of Wentian Pavilion, it is natural to contribute to Wentian Pavilion!

"Wenyun Holy Sect Master's 70th birthday, Wentian Pavilion was invited to have a place, and you will attend this time."

Meng Lang was speechless, what a good thing this was, and hurriedly said, "People, I have always been not good at socializing. You know this, and..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xue Yanjiao.

"The Lord's birthday is extremely precious. Do you know why?"

Before Meng Lang answered, she continued:

"Because everyone can taste a sacred fruit of the wind and clouds!"

Meng Lang's eyes lit up under the mask of ghost face.

The Holy Fruit of the Wind and Clouds?

The Fengyun Holy Sect has a Fengyun Holy Tree that bears only ten fruits every year.

It is said that this storm and cloud fruit can increase the success rate of entering the "Three Flowers" realm!

"Wang Lang, you have been in the late stage of the innate stage for a long time. I see that you have now entered the peak of the innate stage. With this Fengyun Holy Fruit and some other auxiliary objects, you are expected to enter the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering Top."
Chapter completed!