Under the leadership of Erhei, Yang Haoran and Li Weiwei finally reached the top of the mountain.
Then I saw the Wolong Villa mentioned by Meng Qianfeng.
Yang Haoran and Li Weiwei both had dumbfounded expressions on their faces, standing quite messy in the wind.
What about the beautiful resort we promised? This is it?
On the desolate mountain peaks blown by the cold wind, a row of three dilapidated thatched houses stands out.
At first glance, the materials of the house are taken from the local area, and the house frame is built entirely of logs laid side by side.
The roof is completely thatched.
In the corner of the roof, you can vaguely see a thick plastic sheet flickering in the wind.
It seems that the owner of the house is not totally unscrupulous, at least he has considered the issue of waterproofing.
But what’s going on with these large and small doors and windows?
Titanium-magnesium alloy doors and windows are inlaid on the log walls, which looks particularly unique.
Is this the so-called postmodern retro style?
The only double door is barely enough, but there are four sets of windows, so why are they made in different sizes?
It doesn't matter if the size is different, the color is the same.
Li Weiwei couldn't help but sigh: "The master is indeed a master, and his appreciation taste is unique.
Perhaps, this is why I can only be an ordinary person!"
Erhei's nostrils were turned upward, with a look of disgust on his face.
"Taste the hammer, this is what that guy Meng Qianfeng invented when he was bored!
In order to create a sense of mystery for the Dragon Blood Army, he was so full that he had nothing to do, so he designated the mountain and the surrounding area as a restricted area.
No one is allowed in except him.
It’s like there’s some unique treasure in it, oh my!
In fact, it’s just a barren mountain plus a few shabby thatched houses that he built haphazardly!”
Forehead!
Yang Haoran chuckled. What Erhei said was indeed a bit surprising.
Erhei pointed at several sets of windows, large and small, and continued to complain.
"Is this called unique taste?
Damn, I saw him carrying these things from the Dragon Blood Army base with my own eyes.
I never thought about size at all.
Then just dig a hole in the wall and stuff it in, so that some sunlight can shine through!"
Li Weiwei was speechless. The Dragon King who used to be a tall and tall person in her heart has lost half of his personality.
Coming from Erhei's mouth, why does it sound so unreliable?
Yang Haoran's eyes looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked at the foundation structure of the house.
A row of three houses, all built on a single steel frame.
The large area around the house was clearly renovated deliberately.
It is very smooth, even a little smooth, and seems to have traces of frequent friction.
"This foundation is quite interesting. It must have taken a lot of effort, right?"
Erhei glanced disdainfully, and then looked in the direction of the sun.
"When that guy comes back, you'll know what's going on!"
Yang Haoran looked confused and shouted in the direction of the big lake down the mountain.
"Dragon King, we have arrived, please show up and see us."
Yang Haoran's voice stirred in the valley, sending out overlapping echoes and frightening away the birds.
Soon the Dragon King's reply came, impatient and angry.
"What are you shouting for? It's delaying my important event! Just wait!"
Yang Haoran was stunned, and then looked at Erhei.
"Do you know what big thing he is doing? Is he practicing?"
Erhei sneered: "That guy knows how to practice? Unless the sun comes out from the west!"
After making a mockery, Erhei did not say what Meng Qianfeng was doing.
At this time, Meng Qianfeng was grabbing a handful of grass branches and cursing.
“Today’s young people are so impatient and have no patience at all!
I've been waiting for a long time in vain!"
As he spoke, he looked at the bulging cloth bag around his waist and weighed it.
Show a satisfied smile.
"Forget it, this is almost enough, let's call it a day."
Meng Qianfeng turned around and the remaining grass branches in his hand were thrown out.
He didn't use any force, but the grass branches were still inserted into the ground under his feet like sharp arrows.
Meng Qianfeng stepped hard, and the twenty-meter-high cliff jumped up.
Then it turned into a ray of light and shadow, and flew towards the mountain peak at an extremely fast speed.
The speed is even faster than the birds in the forest.
A distance that might take ordinary people more than two hours to cover was actually covered by Meng Qianfeng in a matter of minutes.
In front of the thatched house, Yang Haoran, who was looking around, suddenly became focused.
He turned around sharply and looked in the direction where Meng Qianfeng came.
When Li Weiwei was confused, Erhei curled up his lips.
"That gangster leader is back, you two must be mentally prepared."
Yang Haoran squinted his eyes and looked at Li Weiwei.
"Don't forget what I told you before.
If you do it, start running Baihua Mei's technique around me immediately!"
Li Weiwei hummed, slightly nervous.
And at this moment, a black spot came from far to near.
Soon turning into a figure, Meng Qianfeng arrived in front of Yang Haoran at an extremely high speed.
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank and he was fully prepared.
The Soul-Eating Ruler can be summoned at any time.
Five meters away from Yang Haoran, Meng Qianfeng's body suddenly stopped.
Then the image of a healthy and unruly old man appeared in front of Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran looked surprised and looked Meng Qianfeng up and down.
Erhei had never introduced Meng Qianfeng's true image before, and Yang Haoran came up with everything out of his head.
Yang Haoran originally thought that Meng Qianfeng, as the Dragon King of the Dragon Blood Army, must be a tall, mighty, and powerful man without anger.
But what he saw before his eyes was completely different from what Yang Haoran had imagined.
Li Weiwei is not like this.
For a moment, I actually felt that this little old man looked a little vulgar.
But it's normal if you think about it carefully. Meng Qianfeng has founded the Dragon Blood Army for more than 20 years.
Then Meng Qianfeng's age is probably over sixty years old.
Although it is said that practitioners can keep their appearance at a certain age.
But there are also some practitioners who are not willing to do this, and even prefer to look older.
Obviously, Meng Qianfeng belongs to the latter.
When Yang Haoran and the others looked at Meng Qianfeng, they were naturally also accepting Meng Qianfeng's looks.
Meng Qianfeng smiled slightly obscenely, his eyes scanning Yang Haoran and Li Weiwei's bodies.
Finally, it landed on Erhei's body with laughter.
Erhei, who originally looked unconvinced, was immediately frightened and hurriedly hid behind Yang Haoran, ready to run away at any time.
"Hey, that's interesting.
It’s okay if you turn into a human being, why don’t you become more beautiful? You actually turned into such a black and ugly thing?”