On Guangping Mountain, the cage of water stimulated by the iron rule was maintained for about thirty breaths. During this period, Zhao Hun kept closely observing the movements around him in order to determine whether anyone came at the first time.

The main reason is that people who want to wait for are worried that they can’t wait, and those who don’t want to wait will come uninvited.

Fortunately, the location he chose was quite special, the surrounding environment was relatively empty, and there was no blind spot in his vision. In addition, he was familiar with the method of night vision, from all directions, in the sky and under, but someone came, he would definitely not be able to escape his eyes.

Unfortunately, until the power of the master inspired by the Iron Order disappeared for thirty breaths or even longer, there was still no movement, causing him to be faintly lost.

"Could it be that Meng Yuanqiao has left Meng Family Manor, so I was in vain?

Or is it that the power of the master inspired by the iron order is not enough to attract the other party’s attention?”

Zhao Hun felt that the former possibility might be greater, because according to Longcheng, the master was in secret when Meng Zhao had not returned, hiding the manor and protecting the Meng family.

Now Meng Zhao has returned, and with Meng Zhao's extraordinary martial arts and unparalleled combat power, there is no need for protection from others.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the Meng family master has been away from here and continues to wander around China.

When Zhao Hun thought of this possibility, he felt very uncomfortable. Could it be that his only hope of turning the tables was so disappointed?

Just as he was about to leave, his ears trembled slightly and he heard a very unusual sound. It was a sound of breaking through the void at a high speed. At the same time, a figure fell from the sky in his sight.

The reason why it is said to be a figure, not a person with clear facial features is that in Zhao Hun's eyes, the surface of this person is distorted and blurred by a wall of air or force, making him unable to see the other person's true appearance.

However, Zhao Hun was not surprised but happy. He thought his plan failed, but he didn't expect that the turn of things would really attract people.

He was not worried that he would recognize the wrong person, because now there are still few masters and warriors in China. By such coincidence, he could not have imagined that there were anyone else who hid in Mengjiazhuang and was attracted by him.

Mengyuan Bridge jumped to the top of Guangping Mountain at a rapid speed. When he saw a mysterious man wearing a bronze mask, he felt aroused and said coldly,

"Who are you? You actually have such a means to deliberately bring me here."

It turned out that while waiting, Zhao Hun had already put on the mask in advance, so what Meng Yuanqiao saw was a mysterious man wearing a bronze mask, rather than a very familiar face.

"Senior, is Mengyuanqiao of the Meng family?"

This sentence made Meng Yuanqiao's gaze sharply, and the terrifying sense of oppression condensed as the essence, as if he was willing to shake the targeted person to death in the next moment.

"Interesting, you can guess my identity, no wonder you have the courage to attract me.

Tell me, what is your identity, what is your purpose?

This is the second time I said this, don’t tell me to say it the third time.”

Zhao Hun was shocked. This man's martial arts was truly at its peak. Although he had never used any means, his control of the aura was also superb.

At this time, the touch between his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and skin seemed to be in a hot furnace, and would turn into ashes because of an idea from the other party. He did not dare to be careless and said quickly,

"Senior Meng, please don't worry. I have no malice, I just want to tell you a story.

After listening to this story, I can tell you what I want to come today.”

Meng Yuanqiao has been traveling around the world for many years, and has seen too many, and has experienced too many things. In fact, he doesn't care or interest in the so-called stories. Even if this person hadn't lured him here with the power of a master, he wouldn't even be willing to show up and deal with these ordinary people.

The dragon does not live with the snake. He became a master of success. He is the most outstanding person in this land of China. Moreover, he still has a foundation and may not be able to go further. Naturally, he has a high attitude.

There are great scholars in talking and laughing, but no white people in contact, which is definitely not just a false statement.

However, it is very strange that this kid is not old and has a sense of familiarity when he hears the sound. In addition, it is very unusual to be able to recognize his identity.

He has traveled to China for many years and has indeed met some people and knows his identity. However, these people are either of the same generation as him or are top masters who are both masters.

It is logical that the younger generation could not have known that his name is Meng Yuanqiao, but this guy knew that he was of course curious.

Meng Yuanqiao was both curious and had enough patience and time to listen to the story that the boy said.

Seeing that Meng Yuanqiao did not refuse harshly, Zhao Hun was delighted, and a little bright color flashed in his pupils, and began his own narrative.

The beginning of his story is not the present, but back to thirteen years ago.

When Meng Yuanqiao heard this year, he felt a sudden slap in his heart. He was so familiar. Thirteen years ago, Meng Zhao was sent to Yujing City and Dacien Temple, where he had been a fake monk for ten years.

Could it be that it is related to Meng Zhao?

He did not interrupt rashly, and still listened patiently.

From his perspective, the story told by the people of this bronze mask was gradually restored.

Thirteen years ago, the Emperor Beitang was prosperous. Because he had just taken office, he had suffered disasters for many years. In response to people's words, he summoned 36 noble children from all over the world and went to Ci'en Temple to pray for blessings, hoping to suppress the disasters in the world through the noble spirit of the dynasty.

This move was indeed successful. However, these people who were sent to Yujing City became victims of their respective families.

At that time, these people were old and young.

The older one is fifteen years old, almost adult, while the younger one is only six or seven years old.

Meng Zhao is not the youngest, only eight years old, and his parents are both dead, so he is helpless in the family.

He didn't think it was the emperor who called him, but he just thought that his parents died early, and his uncle and uncle bullied an orphan like him, helpless, so he sent him out.

Such deeds are actually common in the vast land of China.

Clans and relatives are certainly personal support, but when they are all clans, there are also differences between far and near.

Those in power, those in power, will replace them with their own offspring when they see that there are benefits. When they see that there are disadvantages, they will introduce other people's children. Moreover, the relationship between those who are above the ranks is in guile and commit fraud, which is the most easy.

It is precisely this kind of thought, called Meng Zhao, who has no affection for his so-called uncle and third uncle, and has a great hatred.

He even suspected that his father was defeated, injured, and died of depression, and that his uncle also had his own work.
Chapter completed!