Chapter 1508

In the resplendent hall, the smell of barbecue is more and more strong, with the unique sweet and greasy smell of honey, which makes people move their fingers.

But at this moment, Meng Xinghun has no appetite at all.

Meng Tao is very strong. Even if we don't talk about poisonous insects, this man just sits there at will, and his breath is extremely overbearing.

This kind of Meng Tao is different from that in the daytime. If Meng Tao is deliberately astringent in the daytime, now he has no reservation.

Meng Xinghun sat opposite Meng Tao, and he felt that he was about to collapse, not to mention the two of them.

You should know that Meng Xinghun is a professional killer. Most people don't say that he is afraid, but they don't have the interest to let him have a look more.

But Meng Tao's breath is very special. His natural murderous spirit is frightening. This is Meng Xinghun. If he were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would be scared at this time.

"Good. You're still young, but you have the style of your father."

Meng Tao suddenly smiles, and his whole body's breath converges. Meng Xinghun seems to have just been fished out of the water, and his back is completely soaked with cold sweat.

Just at that moment, he thought Meng Tao was going to kill him.

Meng Tao's attitude makes Meng Xinghun more confused. Meng Xinghun looks at Meng Tao without expression, only his eyes reveal the color of doubt.

He didn't understand what his uncle meant now?

Meng Tao turned over the baked food and said with a smile: "don't worry, I don't have to kill Yungong mountain, just want to ask your opinion. If it had been during the war, I would have killed him long ago, but now it's not as good as before. People have to learn to be flexible. Since Yungong mountain has saved you many times, I, as an elder, have to be polite. Yungong mountain will die in anyone's hands, but it will not die in my Meng Tao's hands. How about that? "

"Thank you, Uncle Master Meng. " Meng Xinghun came back and said suddenly.

Meng Tao has some loss in his eyes. He looks forward to Meng Xinghun's cry, but it doesn't affect Meng Tao's appreciation of Meng Xinghun.

"Well, you look so much like Jianguo. You don't know. When your mother and Jianguo were together, I made a lot of contributions. I really appreciate that boy, but it's a pity that a good talent was destroyed by the pulse there. If your father were alive now, he would be famous all over the world Meng Tao said.

Meng Tao's words were very helpful to Meng Xinghun. Meng Jianguo died too early, and even Meng Xinghun's impression of him was very vague.

Meng Xinghun has always known his father from other people's mouths and regarded his father as an example. Now hearing Meng Tao say that, Meng Xinghun is inevitably very proud.

No son can avoid this kind of emotion, this is nature, Meng Xinghun can not avoid vulgar.

Perhaps it was Meng Tao's appreciation of Meng Jianjia that earned this respect, and Meng Xinghun's attitude also eased down.

"By the way, how's your mother?" Meng Tao suddenly asked.

Meng Xinghun shook his head, indicating that he had been away from Miao for several years. He didn't know much about Gu Shi's situation.

After hearing this, Meng Tao was very surprised and asked: "how? You don't practice witchcraft? No wonder, no wonder I don't feel any breath on you. Ah, my little sister is really confused. You are such a gifted child. It's really outrageous! "

"Master Meng, I'm wrong," said Meng Xinghun. He didn't want to say anything more about it.

In fact, not being able to practice witchcraft has always been the shackles of Meng Xinghun. As the only son of Meng Jianguo, Meng Xinghun perfectly inherited the advantages of his father.

He is a genius of practicing witchcraft. However, his father had an agreement that Meng Xinghun could not practice witchcraft in his life.

This kind of words is not just to say, it is witnessed by many powerful figures in Miao.

Let alone Meng Xinghun's practice of witchcraft. In order to avoid suspicion, he would not even care about anything from the witchcraft master. Except for Meng Meiling's son, Meng Xinghun has almost no relationship with the witchcraft master.

Naturally, it has nothing to do with the evil seedling.

If you insist, Meng Xinghun feels more like an exiled person.

It's not allowed by Gu Shi and Xie Miao. Maybe it's because of this that Meng Xinghun can better understand the suffering of Yungong mountain in recent years.

"Tut Tut, you really didn't disgrace your father. Ah, it's a pity, that bastard Meng Jianguo, if he hadn't obstructed him, your father and son wouldn't have been here." Meng Tao said with great feeling.

Meng Xinghun flashed a murderous look in his eyes and said with a sneer, "I will get back my father's humiliation one by one. Even if I'm not a Gu master, I'm still Meng Jianguo's son. I'm not a gentleman in this life!"

Meng Tao was stunned, then stood up and said with a wild smile: "good, good boy, I really didn't see the wrong person. Ah, in fact, you don't have to think so much about it. It's not impossible for you to cultivate witchcraft. If those old guys don't agree, we'll fight them until they agree. I don't want you to live a lifetime. To tell you the truth, I don't have a son, and you're the only nephew. If you want to have a foothold in Miao, I'll give you my full support! "Lunatic, this is a complete lunatic!

Meng Xinghun almost didn't have a sip of tea to spray out directly. Before, he thought that his uncle was a refined man. Now, it seems that he really lost his sight.

However, Meng Xinghun thought of her mother's style, which suddenly balanced her heart.

This elder brother and younger sister's character should not be too different. Meng Meiling is a famous man of iron blood and thunder among the Gu masters. Meng Tao looks very elegant, but he is still arrogant.

And Meng Xinghun himself is not so?

It's not that people like Meng Tao appreciate Meng Jianguo very much when they don't go into each family. It's conceivable that Meng Jianguo was so powerful in those years.

Thinking of this, Meng Xinghun suddenly brightens up. What he wants to do doesn't seem as complicated as he imagined. As long as he removes those obstacles, he can unload the things he carries.

"Thank you, master Meng, but I can go my own way." Meng Xinghun said meaningfully.

Meng Tao didn't demand anything, just to remind Meng Xinghun to be careful.

Seeing that time was running out, Meng Xinghun got up and planned to leave.

Who knows, just when he was about to leave, Meng Tao suddenly took out a box: "tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, you take this thing, what's inside you show Gu Tianquan, he naturally knows how to use it. Xinghun, I look good at you. You should be more careful! "

Meng Xinghun was warm in his heart. He could see that Meng Tao's concern came from his heart.

"Thank you very much. Goodbye."