But then I thought about it again, what kind of treasure is Emperor Yu’s armor?

The earth-level divine weapons may even be heaven-level divine weapons.

If you can be transferred and used casually, what is the difference between it and a sword that costs a few taels of silver in the world?

A precious thing has its own uses, this is the pattern and style.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with setting the threshold higher.

Anyway, Meng Zhao has now used the mirror to see all the secrets in this armor, the Canglong Transformation and Evil Eye Technique, and all the key points in his heart.

As long as you find a quiet and uninhabited place and make corresponding preparations, this long-clouded armor and supreme thing will see the light of heaven again.

Thinking of this, even if Meng Zhao was in a good mood, he couldn't help but grin and smiled with depression and excitement.

Seeing this, Fu Qingtong was a little curious.

"Mr. Meng, do you recognize this object? It seems so happy. Could it be that it is a treasure?"

From this we can also see that Fu Qingtong is a bit naive. Maybe he has been practicing Taoism under the old Taoist sect of Fuyang for too long and has never experienced the worldly ways. He has a very slow sense of touch with some problems and his handling method is too rough.

It was like he and Meng Zhao, but when they met for the second time, they didn’t have much communication and had a general relationship.

When Meng Zhao opened the wooden box, he shouldn't have come up to check it out, let alone in the deep-seated inquiry.

Of course, such people are actually easy to deal with. Meng Zhao calmed down his smile and reached out to grab the bronze disc weighing nearly a thousand pounds in his palm. The right arm hidden in his sleeve bulged with blue blood tendons like earthworms, and lifted it with his strength.

"Brother Fu doesn't know that I like antiques and treasures the most. As early as when I was in Nan'an, I spent a lot of money to buy similar things. Although this disc does not know its origin, it has been around for a long time and is an old antique. It may not be considered precious, it depends only on personal preferences."

Fu Qingtong knew that he had sent someone to collect relevant information about Meng Zhao and knew a lot of his past events.

Of course, it included Meng Zhao's deeds of plundering antiques when he was in Nan'an, which was a relatively elegant hobby.

I have to say that in order to provide sufficient energy points for Zhaotian Mirror, Meng Zhao dug out his mind.

Even though I came to Lingwu City, I did not stop this and still searched for energy points through various channels, both in the open and dark.

"Then, since Brother Meng has confirmed that it is this thing, when will Mu Ge deliver that thing?"

Fu Qingtong was actually very curious. What can I exchange for this bronze disc that I can’t tell? Is it a thousand taels of silver or a secret book of martial arts? Think about it carefully. Mu Ge does not lack martial arts or silver. Could it be that he is also a treasure?

Meng Zhao thought about it, and now the young Jiao Xiaojiu is hanging around his waist, as if his heart is called, as if he is dead, and he can take his essence and blood at any time. However, he is a little hesitant now whether to hand over the dragon blood to Qianjiao.

After all, if Qian Jiao is now in confrontation with Tan Caier's father as he guessed, he is so suppressed that he cannot move. If he gets the blood of the dragon and replenishes the hidden dangers of the foundation, will he raise an evil dragon instead?

He had talked face to face with Qian Jiao, and knew that this old man was a complete evil man and would not be willing to let the magical objects like Canglong Armor fall into the hands of others. For the time being, it does not mean that he will always let himself go.

More likely, he solved his old problems, made great progress in martial arts, and then ran over, killed him, and took back the armor.

Meng Zhao does not think that he is a villain, but rather a trend of development under normal circumstances.

Of course, things have changed now, Qian Jiao seems to be unable to take care of himself and dare not even show his face. Mu Ge even wants to contact him through a Fu Qingtong, indicating that the situation is not optimistic.

In this case, Meng Zhao naturally had the idea of ​​returning, or he had always thought so, but he had some concerns, but now this concern has been dispelled.

It seems that you can do it by eating black.

As for whether this was a trap set by Qian Jiao and used to test him, Meng Zhao felt it was unlikely.

The reason is very simple. Through the mirror of the sky, he has confirmed that the Emperor Yu armor is a real thing.

Then Qian Jiao sent the things and directly lost the initiative, which indirectly shows that his current situation is not optimistic.

"Brother Fu, you said that the things have come to my hands. Mu Ge and his friends are in a bad situation now, and they are even worried.

What do you think if I don’t hand over the things I promised in advance and refuse to admit my conscience?"

Meng Zhao had a single palm with a bronze disc, sometimes turning upside down, sometimes missiles. Under the pulling of various exquisite forces, the disc seemed to be sucked by iron-sucking stones. No matter how shaking, it could not be separated from the three inches of the palm.

He was leisurely in his mind, as if he was joking with Fu Qingtong.

However, this sentence scared Fu Qingtong very much, his face was extremely ugly, and he forced a smile and tried,

"Brother Meng, don't be joking. Your family has a great career. I just swept the Iron Hand Club. How could I do such a thing that ignores my identity?"

Seeing Meng Zhao smiling, he looked at him with a deep look. Fu Qingtong smiled and clenched his fists.

"Brother Meng, in fact, the dealings are you and Mu Ge. I am just a middleman. If you want to repent, I really can't do anything to you.

But aren’t you afraid that Mu Ge will take revenge on you?”

"Yes, if Mu Ge came to me personally to trade, of course I wouldn't mention this matter.

But now, isn’t he too hard to show his face?

Since this is the case, it means that he may not be able to take care of me now. Even if I regret it, he will have no choice but to do anything to me.

As for holding a grudge against me, it’s not because he is just a gift, and there is someone else who trades with me.

Besides, are I, Meng Zhao, afraid of them?"

Fu Qingtong didn't seem surprised. It must be Mu Ge who said something to him.

Some things are actually not difficult to imagine. Muge has disappeared for so many years and obviously hasn't done anything good. Otherwise, how could he not even reply to Zhenwu Temple? Apart from occasionally passing news, it is no different from dead people.

Either they are involuntarily or take the initiative to do something shameful.

"Since Brother Meng has made a decision, my opinion may not matter."

Fu Qingtong was unwilling to turn against Meng Zhao, nor did he dare to turn against him, so he could only sigh and reply.

As an intermediary, he handed over the things to Meng Zhao but did not take back what he deserved. He must be blamed or even held a grudge, but what can he do?

Holding a knife on Meng Zhao's neck and forcing him to hand over the things?

This is Meng Zhao, a strong man who has been silent and has not been able to build a foundation for Lingwu City and has even been constantly developing. His master Fuyangzi is a friend of his age. What qualifications does he have to do this?

Don't want to live anymore?

Meng Zhao was a little embarrassed. He knew that he would definitely make Fu Qingtong stick to the pot, but he was not soft-hearted when it came to disputes about interests.

He didn't have the idea of ​​directly confirming his regret, but just said,

"Forget it, if I do this, it will make it difficult for Brother Fu to do it. Then come to my house in three days to get things."

As for what will be taken out then, Meng Zhaoke can't guarantee it.
Chapter completed!