Before Meng Zhao could walk far away, he saw Niu Dali, who was naked and burly and majestic, with golden rings on his ears and two powerful masters walking towards him.

"Haha, Brother Bi, you just went to meet the Lord of the Immortal Palace. Has the matter been done?"

Niu Dali asked very familiarly. Although the two had known each other for less than an hour, they did not feel incongruity at all. Perhaps his external image blessed this affinity, and he felt even more vaguely cater to Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao looked at Niu Dali and the two around him. It was really a sleepy person who gave him a pillow. He just wanted to win over this guy, but he turned around and met. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or the killer deliberately did it.

Of course, no matter which one it is, Meng Zhao didn't think there was any problem. Everyone took the needs, especially Niu Dali had two powerful warriors around him at this time. It can be seen that he also had his own connections.

This makes Meng Zhao even more important. If the evil and demonic path is turned into a large talent market, then those who come from the Demon Sect are of course the mainstream, but casual cultivators in the other sects are also a force that cannot be ignored, and people who can often grow up have extraordinary potential.

For example, Xue Ying, whom I saw in the Chen family before, and Niu Dali, was at least not worse than Yang Cai whom Meng Zhao conquered, and was even one or two points stronger.

"The matter has been settled, Brother Niu, who are these two?"

Niu Dali pinched the big golden ring on his earlobe and introduced to Meng Zhao very eagerly.

"It happened to introduce two friends to my brothers, and it was also Lao Niu's life and death friend. Su Can and Zheng Que were from the same school, and were proficient in the secret technique of joint attacks. His martial arts skills were so high that Lao Niu was willing to accept the disadvantage and could not believe that he could not do it."

Meng Zhao smiled and nodded, but felt very strange in his heart. Their surnames were nothing, but their names were a little bad. One was broken and the other was missing. Where did anyone give such an unlucky name?

"Brother Su, Brother Zheng, you're polite."

Su Can was wearing a yellow brocade dress, a forehead wore a clear blue eyes, like a pool of quiet bodies, and an ordinary figure, nearly half a head shorter than Meng Zhao, but not very outstanding. A long sword behind him added a bit of a martial arts aura. In general, his appearance is not outstanding, but his temperament is special.

In contrast, although Zheng Que has the word Que in his name, his facial features are divided into delicate features, like cutting a knife and axe, with clear edges and corners. His big red dress is not as charming as Gu Sinan, but rather more handsome and charming.

He is a real handsome man. Even compared to the handsome and handsome Meng Zhao, he is not inferior. He has a faint evil charm, which is impressive.

While Meng Zhao was looking at the two, Su Can and Zheng Que were also secretly observing Meng Zhao. They felt that this man looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and had a sense of tenderness that he had not grown in hair. However, his eyebrows were full of vitality and a vigorous breath, which gave people a sense of oppression that was overwhelming. He couldn't help but feel shocked and did not dare to be negligent. He looked down upon him and responded with great politeness.

This is also what Meng Zhao intended to do.

Since he entered the innate world and completely awakened the Ziyuan Dragon body, he has a magnificent vitality and has become more and more young. He is over twenty years old, but only sixteen or seventeen years old, which is inevitable that people will be despised.

He released some energy to shock the three of them in order to deal with each other later and lay the foundation. He is a strong man and has ambitions, so he naturally has to be the leader.

The three of them greeted each other, and Niu Dali was threading needles next to him, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

It just so happened that Zheng Que was a good wine and had a jar of good goods in his hand, so he invited Meng Zhao to taste it. In fact, it was a kind of social interaction and brought us closer together.

Those who can drink together, if they don’t look at it carefully, they are already friends.

Meng Zhao was in no way unable to go there happily, and was not worried about any conspiracy or planning.

First, of course, he is skilled in martial arts and strong in strength. He is not afraid of ghostly means. He wants to fight and leave and does whatever he wants.

Secondly, the environment here is special. Within the scope of the Narcissus Palace, the master of the Demonic Taoism is the master. Since the Lord of the Immortal Palace no longer allows these evil demons to fire and fight privately, there are few people who dare to disobey.

When they arrived at the stone house, they all sat down. Zheng Que took out a set of wine utensils with a very ritual sense, took out his treasured wine, and took out a few plates of side dishes. He then called a few people to start. Compared with Su Can, who was a little taciturn, he was quite decent in dealing with people.

Meng Zhao doesn't like drinking, but the wine is blue in color, like the sea, with a pure breath, and a faint spiritual energy, which is not simply to satisfy the desire for words and tongue. Drink it, from the throat to the abdomen, and only feels a cool air flow wandering through the whole body, the whole body is smooth, and the true energy is a little active, and I can't help but praise it.

"It's really a good wine. I don't know where Brother Zheng got it, can I buy it?"

What a qualification and a strong true energy he has. This wine can make his qi and blood active, and the flow of true energy accelerates. It is already amazing. As a common drink, it is quite good, not to mention the taste is also very good. It is not as spicy and dry as ordinary wine, but sweet and refreshing, which really arouses his interest.

Meng Zhao is now a big family, with endless wealth, and his daily diet and daily necessities are all top-notch. Although he may not be at the royal family or the royal family, the dynasty and the ministers are considered luxurious. When he was happy to see the hunting, he wanted to find a stable channel to buy this wine, and drink it by himself in the future or give it to others.

Zheng Que showed a proud and painful expression.

"This wine is not an ordinary product, it is called sapphire. It was brewed by the next friend, Mrs. Cancel, using a secret technique. It has not yet been leaked on the market, so a jar of sapphire is worth a thousand taels, so I can only get it if I have a good relationship with him.

If Brother Bi is interested, I can set up a line from it and buy some for you. I wonder what you plan to do?"

Zheng Que felt that Meng Zhao probably saw that this sapphire was beneficial to martial arts, so he bought a few jars to make a living.

Meng Zhao put down the obviously carefully maintained wine glass, picked up a clean and tidy silk squid, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said,

"The more, the better, and I have to supply the goods stably for a long time, so the price is not a problem."

According to the wines on the market now, the top daughters Hong, Zhuyeqing, etc., are only 30 or 50 taels per jar. Even better, they are already secretly offered by various families and wealthy families, and it is not uncommon for one jar.

To be honest, the price is a bit high. Ordinary people, even the financial resources of such innate powerful people as Zheng Que, cannot support such expenses.

After all, it is simple for a rich drinker to fill a jar of wine a day. This is the consumption of a thousand taels. Who can afford it?

In fact, if there is no legitimate industry, career, making money is not a problem for Niu Dali, Zheng Que and others, but it is also difficult to make big money.

It is not that simple to rely on violent plunder.
Chapter completed!