The two of them had a decision and their actions were unparalleled. When they were almost touching the whereabouts of the people from Hell, they rushed to the Meng Family Manor to ask for a meeting with Meng Zhao.

In the octagonal pavilion, on the stove hanging in the middle, the fire shone brightly, boiling water rumbling, burning a pot of sake, swaying the fragrance of wine.

On all sides of the stone table are placed seven or eight plates of common side dishes, golden cups, jade bowls, ivory chopsticks. Although they are not extremely luxurious, they will not be wronged in their quality of life.

Although there was no heavy snow at this time, there were drizzling snowflakes falling from the sky, entering the water of the pond, melting instantly, stacking on the cold and hard tiles and stone slabs, laying a thin layer of white frost.

Outside the Octagonal Pavilion, along the open corridors on all sides, they are guarded by the Vermilion Bird Divine Guard with a long sword hanging on the waist. They are all cold and have strong auras, which shows that they are well-trained.

Zhu Kuan, the head of the Weicaotang, who was planning in a secret room not long ago, and Tu Liang, the head of the Tu family, wore two big robes, one green and one blue, half bent, his head lowered, covering his sight, and quietly waiting for the words of the people in the pavilion.

The two of them had a very low attitude than expected. They did not place themselves at the level of a lord of the same place at all. Instead, they regarded themselves as servants, not afraid of not being able to do all the etiquette.

Patience is even better than expected. From the sky, when the snow drizzles, even though the people in the pavilion never say a word, they still wait quietly without any impatientness.

Just because there is no movement, it is the biggest good news for both of them. At least they did not kill them directly or asked someone to capture them, right?

In the pavilion, Meng Zhao was having a meal with Han Lu and Zhu'er in the chair. He was very busy recently and could not help but neglect the women in his back home. Although they did not plant grass on their heads, they could not lose the interest in life.

Therefore, today I specially chose to accompany the two girls, and had a meal in the snow. While enjoying the snow scene outside in the pavilion, I enjoyed the food and wine.

"Young Master, I think the two people outside the pavilion have been waiting for a long time, otherwise, you should deal with their affairs so as not to delay the main business."

Han Lu has a gentle temperament and loves Meng Zhao deeply. In addition to serving Meng Zhao in everyday life, she also considers Meng Zhao in all aspects, for fear that he will be too arrogant and do good things.

Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang were even more happy and were very grateful to Han Lu.

Before they came, they naturally did their homework. Not to mention that they knew Meng Zhao's women well, they also had a deep understanding of them.

I know that although this girl Han Lu is not of high status and was once a maid from Meng Zhao, she is very favored and the two have a deep relationship.

Moreover, his blood brother is Han Pu, one of Meng Zhao's four close friends. Not only is he very skilled in martial arts and has a bright future, but he is also highly valued by Meng Zhao. In fact, he is not without background.

Even though Han Lu's status is not as good as that of his wife in the future, she is not someone who can be controlled by others and can have a proper relationship.

Meng Zhao nodded, took the scarf from a maid's hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said,

"The two of them are also the leader of the same place. Although they cannot be compared with my Meng family, they are also good families in Lingwu City. This time they are so low, there must be some reason. It is probably related to colluding with the Hell Road and rescuing Wu Huaien."

Although Meng Zhao's voice was not loud, he did not think about suppressing and restraining it. Therefore, the two people outside the pavilion who had been stained with white blood from Bo Xue could hear it clearly. They were shocked and did not care about any facial problems. Without saying a word, they knelt down to Meng Zhao with great understanding, leaning on their hands, and facing Thunder Snow on their foreheads. Although it was a biting cold wind, in a hurry, the back of their foreheads was actually damp and hot.

To be honest, he is the leader of a force at least. If he is so humble, he will inevitably be laughed at by others.

To put it bluntly, Meng Zhao has a high status, strong martial arts skills, and great power, so he cannot insult others' personality.

This is also what people often say: A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. The three armies can seize the commander, and every man cannot take away his ambition.

But the two of them had a ghost in their hearts, and they remembered the fate of the General Du Cultivation Branch and the poor family. In this case, it seems to be understandable to have such a choice. In order to survive, they would be unlucky.

The two of them were so suddenly that Han Lu and Zhuer in the pavilion were also surprised. Instead, Meng Zhao didn't care, but instead snorted coldly.

"Practicing such a gesture proves that I guessed that they would not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble."

Seeing this, Han Lu shook her head. Although she assisted Liang Muqiu, in charge of the Houjiao, and serving Meng Zhao, she was not ignorant of the major events that happened in the Meng family.

Wu Huai'en was retaliated against by his unyielding Taoist skills, and was defeated by Meng Zhao's will, which was like a useless person. The reason why he was still imprisoned in the farm was to fish.

As a result, these people were really fooled. I don’t know if Meng Zhao’s tricks were too clever or they were too stupid. They knew Meng Zhao’s current status and were still on the verge of death.

She didn't want to pay attention to these things, and she had nothing to do with her as a woman.

Just thinking about the two attacks that Meng Zhao shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, he directly erased the two forces, and nearly a thousand dead people committed such a great disaster, and he felt uneasy, so he became worried.

"Young Master, you see that they are so cautious and come here on their own initiative. I think they know they are wrong. Why don't you listen to what they say? If you are interested in it, you might as well be kind and let them go.

Last time you took action, there were too many casualties and injuries. There was Gantianhe. I still think it is better to be harmonious in everything."

Han Lu was actually not afraid that Meng Zhao would hurt Tianhe, and she didn't believe in these things. If she really believed in fate, the Han family had already fallen into the mud and had completely sunk. How could they get out?

It is Han Pu’s thought that man can conquer nature, and it is what Han Lu thinks in her heart.

However, she was worried that Meng Zhao was too domineering, too much killing, causing dissatisfaction, and was criticized by others, so she wanted to persuade her.

Those who have attained enlightenment have many helpers, while those who have lost their power have few helpers. She hopes that Meng Zhao is a person who has attained enlightenment, not a person who has lost his power.

Han Lu's words made Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang feel warm in their hearts. Mrs. Han really wants to, maybe she can walk around Han Pu in the future?

Although Meng Zhao did not want it, it is inevitable that his subordinates would divide their factions, and it would never be a solid piece in the future.

For example, the four close friends all have their own connections. If they are really solid, Meng Zhao will be worried by himself.

Since Meng Zhao did not directly kill Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang, he had already been calculating. When he heard Han Lu say this, he was happy and said with a smile.

"Well, today is for your sake.
Chapter completed!