Chapter 1380

Shura hall! Ma Dameng has returned to Donghuang Tianting for nearly a year and has been staying in the Shura hall for closed practice. Due to the outstanding completion of the task, the temple Lord personally presented the opportunity. At present, the realm has entered the sixth heaven of holy martial arts.

His real name is not Ma Dameng, but Meng Hu! After returning to the Shura hall, he could change his original name, but he chose to keep it. In the Shura hall where the strong are like a forest, there are many geniuses, more strong people, fierce competition, and everyone wants to be unique and dazzling. This name is a little worthless. But he doesn't care. He may get used to it or leave a thought.

Meng Hu is far away from him. He only wants to be big and fierce in his life.

"Lan Ting! Where's the little Lord?" Ma Dameng met his childhood friend on the road. Now the cutting-edge general in the Shura hall is an equally burly, majestic and imposing man.

"Meng Hu... No, Da Meng, ha ha, what's the matter with the little Lord?" Lan Ting smiled and waved to the following holy warriors to step down first.

Those holy warriors did not retreat until they were ten meters away. They looked at the man in front curiously and unscrupulously. Is this Meng Hu who was as famous as LAN Ting?

"She told me to find her after I left the customs, but I haven't seen anyone for more than ten days."

"Hehe, is it the former little Lord to still be a little Lord? The little Lord has begun to take over the big and small affairs in the hall one after another. I'm busy. Don't talk about you. I'm rarely seen at ordinary times." Lan Ting seems to smile warmly, but there seems to be some fun in his smile. Back in those days, the legendary "Lord" who had died suddenly returned to the Shura hall, causing a sensation both inside and outside the hall and even in the whole Tianting mainland. The first thing that the Lord returned was to personally select ten of the best people from the new generation of the Shura hall, saying that he wanted to perform important tasks.

At that time, it was carried out secretly and did not cause a sensation. The people who could be selected were very excited.

He and Meng Hu are among those ten people. Originally, he had greater hope. After all, he is the leader of the new generation in terms of talent, ability and wisdom. It can be said that he is the most dazzling of the ten people.

He was full of excitement and confidence, eager to get the Lord's approval. After all, in the vast Donghuang Tianting, the Lord is a legend. His fame is equal to that of the hall Lord. He also controls the holy martial arts of the Shura Hall - Shura Sabre!

Everyone thought that the master was dead and the legend had faded. Unexpectedly, he came back again after many years, and the first thing was to personally select the elite. It is conceivable that the task is important. If it is completed, it is bound to be reused! Some people even secretly rumored that they wanted to inherit Shura Dao!

LAN Ting attached great importance to the selection, which was important enough to determine his life destiny.

But after a review, the master chose Ma Dameng, that is, Meng Hu! LAN Ting hated, resented, roared and decadent, but in the face of the Lord's power, the young man could only endure it and was determined to prove himself.

Ten years, ten years in the blink of an eye!!

In the past ten years, Meng Hu has completely disappeared without any news. Many people have forgotten the young genius who was as famous as LAN ting. Many people think he died after training outside, or offended someone who was secretly executed. In the past ten years, his LAN Ting has been mixing in the Shura hall, making breakthroughs and achievements again and again, proving himself. He has also successfully attracted the attention of the hall leader AI Tulong Bang Tianjiao and the small Lord of the Shura hall, and was incorporated into his command, and finally became a confidant.

Now the status of the small Lord is rising day by day, and the power is growing. He has become a real small Lord! His position in Lanting has also risen, and he has also received a large number of excellent resources, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Not only inside the Shura hall, but also outside.

Coincidentally, the day Meng Hu returned was the day he entered the eighth heaven of holy martial arts! Ma Dameng looked at the handsome partner in front of him. No, he was a former partner and is now a red man in the Shura hall. I haven't seen him for ten years. I was very excited, but he didn't have any sense of familiarity. There were only strangeness and estrangement. He wanted to say something in his heart, but he spun in his mouth and swallowed it again: "don't bother you, I'll wait."

LAN Ting looked at Meng Hu passing by and smiled in his heart. Fate is so wonderful. A selection has changed the fate of two people. I thought those who took off the selection would soar, and those who lost the selection would become a foil. I didn't expect that in just ten years, there were no people who should soar, but those who should become supporting roles rose in a high profile.

LAN Ting is a pity for Meng Hu. Although he doesn't know what Meng Hu has done in the past ten years, when he returns ten years later, the huge Shura hall has no place for him. No one paid attention, no one cared, so embarrassed floating.

"Meng Hu, as a friend, kindly remind you that the little Lord seems to have a prejudice against you. You, don't be uncomfortable lately."

"You put your heart, I don't want to take refuge in the little Lord, I don't want to rob your seat." Ma Dameng turned his back to LAN ting.

"Ha ha!!" Lan Ting seemed to hear Tianda's joke and immediately laughed loudly. You? Grab my seat? Do you deserve it? I thought you were Meng Hu. In his thirties, he entered the sixth heaven of holy martial arts. He looks very excellent, but it's too far to get the favor of the little Lord! In particular, the little Lord is now gradually standing firm, and more people want to take refuge! Who are you?

Ma Da Meng shook his head and said no more. There was no need to say more.

"Wait!" Lan Ting was about to leave when he suddenly remembered, "I'm curious. Where have you been in the past ten years?"

"Didn't the little Lord tell you?"

LAN Ting was a little surprised, and his heart was a little Alert: "are you connected with the little Lord?"

"I'm just following orders." Ma Dameng was still a little tangled when he left Chifeng refining area. Now he's indifferent. What happened has happened and can't be changed. He just wants a clear conscience. Just like the word that the master said when he saw him on the day he came back, life!! "By whose order?"

"Ask the little Lord. If she is willing to tell you, you can stand firm beside her."

"Make a fool of yourself!" Lan Ting snorted coldly and turned away. He is already the confidant of the small Lord. He has secretly performed several special tasks and won deep trust. If the little Lord has contact with Meng Hu, he will know.

Ma Dameng walks in the heavily guarded Shura hall. All the buildings here are black. Even the flowers and trees are iron black. There is solemnity and solemnity everywhere, and there is a sense of solemnity. Many people come and go, but they are in a hurry, dignified and cold.

Familiar style and familiar environment have not changed much in ten years, but everything seems to have changed.

Twenty years ago, he came to the Shura hall. Because of his natural divine power and different meridians from ordinary people, he was appreciated and focused on training. With his brave style and fierce power, he quickly became a dazzling new star of the new generation. At that time, he was respected and given preferential treatment. He worked hard with people from poor families such as LAN ting. He thought he would struggle all his life in the Shura hall, break into fame and become a Shura general. But an examination ten years ago completely changed his life. He left, disappeared from everyone's eyes, and was personally taken by the small Lord to cross the ancient sea and go to the Jinpeng imperial dynasty of the unknown continent.

Regret it? Ma Dameng asked himself many times. At first, he was unwilling. He could have been brilliant in heaven. Why did he disguise in the wilderness?

However, through countless days and nights of getting along and fighting again and again, he witnessed the rise of the young man and an incredible legend, and he gradually understood the meaning of his master.

Ten years later, when he returned to the Shura hall, he asked himself again, do you regret it? The answer is regret! But what he regretted was not his departure, but his return this time! Regret that he didn't have time to say goodbye! Maybe when they meet again, it's hard for them to have the feeling of that year. If they lose it, they may lose it forever.