Wind rattan stopped laughing, looked at Meng Qi, and did not speak.
When Meng Qi saw this situation, his heart suddenly became clear, and he continued to smile and said, "That man got a chance to escape at the cost of your grandson. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your grandson."
A cold wind rattan heart, and then looked at the wind. Although Feng Tiancheng didn’t say a word, the bitterness in a row also shows that what Meng Qi said is true.
Wind vine suddenly went crazy and roared loudly: "magic door!" Magic door! You will die a natural death! "
After Feng Teng finished growling, Meng Qicai said again, "How’s it going, old man? If you don’t resist and answer some questions, I can give the rest of the family a chance to live."
Wind rattan looked at the reaction of three people in Meng family. Meng family heard Meng Qi say so, but they nodded their heads.
Feng Teng immediately looked at Meng Qi, looked at Meng Qi with his wings exposed, and asked, "Can you let Tiancheng go?"
Meng Qi shook his head and said, "Old man, it is the maximum limit to let the following people go. You should understand."
Hearing Meng Qi’s words, the Meng family were relieved. They didn’t want to leave any disaster behind. As for the following people, they will be spared, but the core people of the wind family must not be spared.
However, Feng Teng’s originally shining eyes dimmed. Meng Qi saw that he refused to answer, so he had to say, "If you fight hard now, I can only find someone to use the soul-collecting technique, and maybe I can learn something from your grandson."
Feng Teng immediately raised his head, looked at Meng Qi maliciously and said, "You! You … "
Meng Qi shook his head, thinking that the old man probably wouldn’t speak. With a wave of his hand, he motioned to bring the wind down. At this time, Fengteng said: "You must keep your word and don’t let Tiancheng suffer!"
Seeing the twists and turns, Meng Qi turned his head and said, "I swear to heaven that I will never let my grandson suffer unnecessary torture." With that, the corners of the mouth couldn’t help overflowing with a smile.
Seeing Meng Qi swear to heaven, Fengteng was relieved, and then he dispersed all his spiritual strength, and suddenly he changed from a young man to an old man with drooping spirits, even older than the bodhi old zu of Meng family.
Seeing that the wind vine actively dispersed a spiritual force, Meng Qi stepped down with confidence and asked seriously, "I wonder what is the relationship between my hometown people and this magic door?"
Wind rattan seems to have been very weak, weakly answered Meng Qi: "Relationship? Nature is using each other, but I didn’t expect it. Hum, it’s not unexpected … "
There is nothing unexpected about this answer to Meng Qi, and I don’t want to pay attention to Feng Teng’s * *. I continue to ask, "What do you know about this magic door?"
"Yes, I only know that they are people in the magic door. This time, I seem to have paid attention to the spirit mine of the Black Emperor Sect and asked the old man to cooperate with them." The voice of the wind vine is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that it will not last long.
Hearing this situation, Meng Qi was shocked and quickly asked, "What did you say? ! Say it again! "
"Magic Gate, Magic Gate seems to have an idea about the spiritual mine of Black Emperor Zong in the State of Jin." Speaking of which, Fengteng began to gasp, as if saying these two words had made him very hard.
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Chapter one hundred and forty-six Prevention before it happens
Chapter one hundred and thirty-seven Prevention before it happens
Meng Qi’s face changed, and he said, "How dare the magic door come to my attention? Tell the truth! Otherwise, do you want your grandson to die unhappy? "
At this time, Meng Qi did not pretend to be cool, and his face was already a little ferocious.
When Feng Teng heard Meng Qi’s words, he seemed to be stimulated, and his face flushed. He struggled and said, "He, they, have an inside job, should have an inside job …" After that, the flush on his face quickly dispersed, and his eyes were completely devoid of a look. Only endless ashes are left.
It’s just that my eyes are still facing the wind, and I seem to want to see him again before I die.
When Meng Qi wanted to ask something, the bodhi old zu of the Meng family shook his head and said, "It’s no use. First, he used the magic door secret technique to stimulate vitality in exchange for strength. Then it was self-dispersed, and it was very good to be able to say these words. "
Meng Qi put down the collar of the wind vine that he grabbed at the moment, and was very shocked in his heart. He wanted to start work on the spirit mine of Black Emperor Zong. Does this magic door have so much courage? !
When Feng Tiancheng discovered the death of Feng Teng, he immediately issued a sad howl: "Grandpa! ! ！” And then frantically struggled to where the wind vine was.
Of course, in the case that he is banned from living now, he will definitely not succeed. However, the person who grabbed Feng Tiancheng was moved by compassion, and he was banned. It was already impossible to turn out any waves, so he let go.
Feng Tiancheng almost crawled all the way to the front of Feng Teng’s body. When he saw him like this, even the three monks of Meng’s family stepped back slightly and didn’t do anything.
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The wind naturally hugged the body of the wind vine, which seemed to be shocked. Then, under any circumstances, even in the case of spell torture, it was a wind naturally without tears, and a drop of tears fell down. Who said that men don’t flick when they have tears? It’s just not time to be sad.
Then, the wind seems to just stand there, motionless, and everyone is not hard-hearted, so I will leave it alone for the time being.
After hearing the news, Meng Qi subconsciously felt impossible, but is it necessary for this wind vine to lie? However, Meng Qi felt that Haoran Zongnei would definitely not pay attention to what this dead man said before he died.
If there is no mole, it’s fine. If there is, wouldn’t it be worse to get his attention? It’s just a spook.
Meng Qi was stumped at once. After thinking for a long time, he decided to tell Fang Ling Ling about it and let her decide.
Thought of here, Meng Qicai looked up and looked at the wind that knelt there.
Things have developed into this appearance, which completely exceeded Meng Qi’s expectation, especially the relationship between Feng Tiancheng and Feng Teng. It is false to say that compassion is not enough. But will you let him go? Impossible, but Meng Qi really doesn’t want to torture him. Give him a euthanasia, Meng Qi thought.
Just as Meng Qi was about to start work, the monk who guarded Feng Tiancheng found something wrong.
Originally, he saw Meng Qi return to absolute being, and wanted to capture the wind tiancheng again, but when he touched the wind tiancheng, it fell to the ground. Then a wisp of blood flowed out of her mouth.