Quietly looking at the silent Meng Fei, a complicated expression flashed across the face of the old mouse in black robe. After a long time, he sighed softly: "You can only choose this kind of thing, and I can't interfere too much.

However, I would like to ask an additional question, do you have any feelings about the blood letter left by your ancestors?"

"Huh?" Meng Fei was startled by the sudden question from the black-robed mouse. Meng Fei's face became slightly solemn. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said: "Why do you suddenly ask such a question? That blood letter is just...

How can I feel about this unrealistic dream for everyone in the Meng family?"

With the last sentence, Meng Fei seems to feel that some heroes are short of breath...

"Is it an unrealistic dream? You must also know that your old man's greatest wish in this life is to return to his hometown." At this point, the black-robed mouse glanced at Meng Fei and said with a smile:

"Think about it, one day in the future, when your master passes away, there is deep regret in his eyes. How will you feel?"

Meng Fei frowned slowly, let out a breath, and whispered: "It seems a bit unworthy of being the son of a man."

"Hey, since you can feel this way, then in your heart, you don't just regard that blood letter as an unrealistic dream..." The black-robed mouse half-smiled, with a strange look in his eyes.

After being told what was on his mind, Meng Fei helplessly spread his hands and said, "Damn mouse, what on earth do you want to say?"

"I'm telling you so much just to let you recognize the reality. Since you have some ideas that are difficult to realize, you should evaluate your own strength and development potential." The black-robed mouse smacked his lips, somewhat

Taste of play: "The background of the Far Alliance and the Meng royal family is very terrifying...

Even the children with the lowest qualifications in the clan still have the strength to be proud of their peers. For those with better talents, it is as easy as drinking water and eating. With your current strength, the gap between you and those royal children is too big.

They are too huge, even if you are a dual-power cultivator, it will definitely be difficult to compete with them!"

Meng Fei's eyes narrowed slightly and he clenched his hands involuntarily.

"This is a world where strength is respected. With strength, there is dignity. You have clearly understood the attitude of the Blood-killing Marquis Mansion towards you back then. The reason why they were able to condescendingly regret the marriage and refuse the marriage was because of the Blood-killing Marquis.

The Shahou Mansion is much better than your Meng Mansion!" Looking at Meng Fei's appearance, the black-robed mouse sighed earnestly:

"The Meng royal family of the Far Alliance has gone through countless developments, and its roots have become intricate. The power it represents is hundreds of times more terrifying than the bloody murder of the princes. Therefore, you, an expelled foreign descendant,

, in their eyes, their status is probably worse than that of an ant.

Even if you have outstanding cultivation talent, they will not pay too much attention to it. The Meng family already has a very ancient inheritance. There are too many amazing geniuses in the entire royal family, so if you want your family to

The old man has regained his royal bloodline as he wished, so he cannot give up any opportunity that can make you stronger."

Meng Fei touched his nose, shrugged his shoulders and said softly: "So, I have no other choice at all?"

The black-robed mouse kept looking at Meng Fei's expression. When he saw that he had expressed his stance, he chuckled and said, "Actually, even if you practice the "Time Boundary Art", which is a jealous skill, as long as you are facing the enemy, you will

Don't use it easily, just use brute force, and others may not be able to see anything..."
Chapter completed!