Chapter 1088 Let's forget about the meeting ceremony
Yang Haoran was a fortune teller, so how could he not understand Meng Qianfeng's thoughts?
He couldn't help but curl his lips, who are you looking down on?
"Meng Qianfeng, let me ask you, if her strength reaches the third level of Qi refining stage or above.
Then if you release the power of Moon Yin as my assistant, how much influence will you have?
In other words, on a real full-moon night, if you happen to meet a master who still has the same premeditation, what will you do?"
Yang Haoran said while pointing at Li Weiwei.
Meng Qianfeng's pupils shrank, and then his eyes rolled around.
"Since we are a family, there is no need to hide it.
What's more, this so-called secret of the Dragon Blood Army is actually not an absolutely secret thing.
There is an old bastard who actually knew it a long time ago!"
Meng Qianfeng gritted his teeth when he talked about the old bastard.
That guy had tricked him more than once. He took advantage of this weakness of the Dragon Blood Army!
Yang Haoran was slightly surprised. The person who could make Meng Qianfeng grit his teeth and fear him was definitely a peerless expert.
Or? Yang Haoran's eyes lit up.
Could it be that Cheng Cheng was the leader of another organization that Jiao Junhui and others had misunderstood before?
Meng Qianfeng continued: "Both the Dragon Blood Army and I will be affected by the power of Moon Yin, which is actually the sequelae of refining the Dragon Blood Crystal.
This can be considered to have its advantages and disadvantages.
Due to the opportunity of the Dragon Burial Land, my current strength has already surpassed the peak of my master back then.
The only drawback is that under the influence of the power of moon and yin, the power of qi and blood in the body will be restricted.
In the most serious case, it is not an exaggeration to say that the strength is directly halved.
If this little girl can really cultivate to the third level or above of the Qi Refining Stage, my strength may only be reduced to 10%!"
Meng Qianfeng made no secret of it, and Yang Haoran was already frowning in thought.
Today's Meng Qianfeng's strength definitely exceeds the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and may have reached above the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Even if his strength is reduced by half, he still has the strength of about the seventh level of the Qi refining stage.
It is definitely not comparable to today's Yang Haoran.
Looking at the entire country of Great China, it is even more difficult to find an opponent.
This is also the most critical reason why Meng Qianfeng dares to speak out, and that is his confidence in his own strength.
So what if others know?
Even when Yueyin's power was at its strongest, Meng Qianfeng was still the Dragon King of the Dragon Blood Army that you couldn't afford to offend. He was just showing off to Yang Haoran.
Don’t think that just because you have a senior master, you are awesome, your skills are not as good as mine!
Yang Haoran laughed and looked Meng Qianfeng up and down, making Meng Qianfeng very uncomfortable.
"Why are you looking at me like that?
Do you think I'm handsome? You don't need to remind me, I think so myself."
Yang Haoran looked disgusted, what a big face.
Li Weiwei quickly turned her head away, she couldn't bear to look directly at him.
How did he have the nerve to say such shameless words?
Meng Qianfeng didn't care at all about the expressions of the two people.
He even looked proud of himself.
"Ahem, I was just thinking about how to give you a meeting gift.
Don't you have any interest at all?"
Meng Qianfeng chuckled and looked at Yang Haoran rather disdainfully.
I picked my nostrils without caring about the image, and then flicked it to the side casually.
"To be honest, there aren't many things that interest me.
I call you Junior Uncle just because of the relationship with the previous generation. As for the greeting gifts and the like, forget it."
Yang Haoran is young and not as strong as him. What good things can he come up with?
Yang Haoran immediately shook his head, with a look of regret on his face, and sighed.
"I'm also going to help you and the Dragon Blood Army solve the problem of the sequelae caused by refining the Dragon Blood Crystal. It seems that I am being sentimental.
Since you don’t like it, then forget it.”
Meng Qianfeng, who was still indifferent at first, suddenly shook his body and turned his head to look at Yang Haoran.
The two eyes glowed with the fiery luster of a hungry wolf facing food.
"You said you can solve the sequelae of dragon blood crystal? Is it true or false?"
Yang Haoran looked regretful: "You don't like him anyway, do you care if he is true or false?"
As he spoke, Yang Haoran put his hands behind his back and walked away slowly.
“Wait, it’s worth it, it’s worth it!
But the premise is that what you say is true."
Meng Qianfeng shouted impatiently while chasing.
However, I still have some doubts about Yang Haoran's words.
He has been researching for more than 20 years, trying to solve the problem of sequelae, but has made no progress.
Can Yang Haoran really succeed?
If it really works out, the temptation for Meng Qianfeng will be too great.
First of all, the big loopholes in the Dragon Blood Army can be filled, so that no one can take advantage of it.
In addition, if it weren't for the sequelae, how could he have been held captive by that old bastard for so many years?
As long as it can be solved, he can't say that he is completely sure that he will teach the old swindler a lesson, at least he won't be as embarrassed as before!
Yang Haoran also stopped at this time and looked at Meng Qianfeng with a smile. "How could I, a master uncle, deceive a junior?
In that case, aren't you afraid of being scolded for being immoral?"
Meng Qianfeng's face turned blue, and looking at Yang Haoran's expression of wanting to be beaten, he clenched and unclenched his fists again.
"Haha, since my uncle is a moral person.
Then why don't you tell me your solution and listen."
Yang Haoran shook his head directly: "You can't just say this kind of thing, seeing it is believing it.
It only counts if you see real results. I need someone who has refined the dragon blood crystal to cooperate.
Using acupuncture and supplemented with elixirs, we can ensure that the medicine will cure the disease and achieve immediate results!"
Yang Haoran's voice is sonorous and powerful, full of confidence.
Then he looked at Meng Qianfeng with a smile: "You are the only one here who meets the conditions, so you just need to cooperate with me!"
The hairs on Meng Qianfeng's body stood up instantly, and he jumped back far away as if on a conditioned reflex.
Then he looked Yang Haoran up and down with great distrust.
I had been tricked by this guy just now, and Yang Haoran's tricking nature had already been exposed.
Meng Qianfeng would not believe him easily.
Especially those that use both acupuncture and elixirs.
Who knows if Yang Haoran will do anything?
Meng Qianfeng had long heard this from his master Ouyang Zilin.
The medical skills passed down by Xiaoxian Guan can communicate with the gods, but they also have poisonous poison skills that are unparalleled in the world.
This little uncle doesn’t look like a good person!
Especially before, Meng Qianfeng played him as a ball for so long.
Meng Qianfeng himself wouldn't believe this guy if he said he didn't want revenge.
So Meng Qianfeng laughed awkwardly: "There's no need to rush this kind of thing.
This is the first time that my uncle comes to my place. I should treat him well.
It just so happens that today is a special day, so I’ll treat Uncle Master to something good!"
Meng Qianfeng changed the subject directly and would never be fooled.