Fu Qingtong was overjoyed when he heard this, and nodded repeatedly.

"That's good, that's good. It's better to choose a day than to meet the day. I wonder if Mr. Meng's fifth brother is free today?"

Meng Zhao was speechless. This was too impatient. It was just a martial arts competition. It was not a major event such as life and death. When would it not be possible to go?

However, from Fu Qingtong's performance, he could figure it out, thinking that things might not be as simple as he said, and refused to say,

"I'm afraid it won't work. My fifth brother just came to Lingwu City yesterday and met a group of masters. He was injured after fighting.

But it is not important. After a few days of cultivation, you can recover as before, but now you cannot use force."

Fu Qingtong was a little disappointed, but she still forced herself to cheer up and showed a smile.

"That's it, as long as you can compete."

Seeing Meng Zhao a little confused, Fu Qingtong pondered for a moment and said,

"Mr. Meng is probably wondering why Qingtong is so persistent in this matter. It is really related to the future future of martial arts.

The melting weapon I learned from Zhenwu Temple is a supreme martial art that directly points to the master. It is masculine and fierce, but it has great limitations.

You must melt hundreds of fires before you can cultivate this martial arts to the greatest extent, and it is unparalleled.

These hundred fires are just imaginary numbers, but in fact they are some strange fire powers, such as the Red Flag Order passed down by Brother Meng’s family, the Xuanhuo True Sutra of the Fire Dragon Cave, and even the Nine Fire Recruitment Yuan True Sutra.

The reason why I want to compete with the warriors who practice the Red Flag Order is actually that I want to use the help of fighting each other's energy to touch each other, to sharpen them, and to adopt fire to practice the melting force."

So that's the case, Meng Zhao finally understood the reason why he was so persistent.

Apart from being curious about the martial arts of the Melting Force, he had no other thoughts. At least Fu Qingtong said these things frankly.

"Brother Meng isn't angry?"

"Brother Fu is too worried. He is not revealing the Red Flag Order, but just exchanging martial arts skills with each other. Who hasn't done it?

As for what Brother Fu has gained from it, that is your own ability, so why should I be angry?

Furthermore, my fifth brother is also a fool. He likes to practice martial arts and fights with different strong men.

If he knew that you were willing to come to compete with him, he would be so happy that he could not speak."

These words completely dispelled Fu Qingtong's concerns, and his originally stiff smile was naturally much more.

"In this case, I will have no worries."

Meng Zhao nodded, his expression still calmly.

"After solving my selfish things, I wonder who is entrusted by Brother Fu, and why did he see me?"

Fu Qingtong curled her smile, her expression became serious, and even her waist was much straight, saying,

"Actually, I'm curious, I wonder if Brother Meng, have you ever known a man named Mu Ge?"

Meng Zhao was originally casual, but when he heard the word "pastoral song", he suddenly felt like electricity and his whole body trembled.

The breathing became much faster, the purple eyes shone brightly, and the splendor burst out.

"Do you know him?"

Mu Ge is the innate powerhouse under the seat of the Ninth Elder of the Demon Lord Palace, and Meng Zhao has also seen him.

If he had expected it was right, this person should be the candidate for Qian Jiao to contact him and even sent the armor of Emperor Yu. But he didn't know what accident happened and there was no news for a long time.

Fu Qingtong looked at Meng Zhao with some curiosity. No matter how good he performed, he still showed something strange.

"Yes, strictly speaking, Mu Ge and I are all under Zhenwuguan.

However, I am just a disciple of Xuanxin Temple, while Mu Ge is a disciple of the contemporary master of Zhenwu Temple. His status is very different, but he is my senior brother.

Many years ago, when he was ordered to travel around the world, he suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

He just occasionally passed messages to the door, proving that he was still alive.

Just yesterday, he mysteriously contacted me and wanted to contact Brother Meng through me as an intermediary."

Meng Zhao was shocked by the information revealed in Fuqing's fairy tale.

In his impression, Mu Ge was a master under Qian Jiao. He could not say that his sins were so great, but he must have killed people like a murder.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with the righteous, Taoism.

Even if he had seen what the other party had learned as Taoist martial arts, he just thought that pastoral songs were lucky and got the rest of the martial arts.

I never thought that this person would be one of the thirteen families, a disciple of Zhenwu Temple, a contemporary Taoist holy land, and a disciple of the temple master.

I can't say that I have the opportunity to see the throne of the Lord of Zhenwu Temple in the future.

It's like a prince from the third generation who came from the Red Army ran to a gang of evil forces to be a horse-ridden man for the boss, and it was completely unrelated.

However, Meng Zhao then thought that Mu Ge might not be willing to stay under Qian Jiao's hands, and he might be subject to coercion.

Just like he was also a maid under the mysterious man Zhao Hun at the beginning, wasn’t he?

Times change, and a person's identity, status, and even position are not static.

Of course, these were just a flash in his mind. He didn't care about Mu Ge's difficulties, and the two had no intersection. The key was, where was the armor of Emperor Yu? Can the alliance he signed with Qian Jiao still be realized?

Meng Zhaocheng Mansion is deep and has many scheming. Even though he is extremely anxious, he is still neither salty nor light. He asked,

"Since Mu Ge has been missing for many years and has not appeared, how did Brother Fu confirm that the person contacted you was Mu Ge, not someone else pretending to be?"

"My brother Meng can rest assured about this. I have checked it clearly and confirmed it. The master has also given him a certainty. If you don't believe me, you should believe in the master."

The old Taoist Fuyang is a powerful figure. He is the junior brother of the Lord of Zhenwu Temple. He opened up the Xuanxin Temple of Lingwu City. He has a broad mind and a profound realm. He is the whole town of Youdao.

If he confirmed, Meng Zhao would still trust him more if he was very sure.

"What did he ask you to contact me?"

Meng Zhao was a little expectant. Since he arrived at Lingwu City, he had been waiting for the people sent by Qianjiao to come to complete the transaction.

As a result, the day waits, the night waits, and eventually becomes empty wait, and even he himself has lost confidence.

Now Muge sends someone to contact him, it’s mysterious. Could it be that things have turned around?

Fu Qingtong's lips moved, but did not make a sound directly, but conveyed it to Meng Zhao by the method of transmitting sound.

"Mu Ge asked me to tell Brother Meng that things have changed. He and his friends have been targeted. They are too lazy to be in trouble and are in a worrying situation. They urgently need the things in Brother Meng's hands to get out of the predicament.

As for the exchange, I will deliver it to Brother Meng. I wonder if Brother Meng agrees?"

Meng Zhao was stunned for a moment. He had never thought that what Mu Ge conveyed to him was actually this news.

He had suspected before that Qian Jiao had not sent anyone here for a long time, so if there was any change?

It seems that his situation is not good now. Is it because of the pressure from the Demon Lord Palace or the enemy outside the Demon Lord Palace?
Chapter completed!