The more you think about it, the more angry Gu binglan rushed back to the villa and saw the old God drinking tea freely. She shouted angrily, "Zhao Qiang, do you know what you're doing? Do you know how much trouble you've caused?"

Zhao Qiang knew that Gu binglan did so much for his own sake. At this point, he wouldn't care about Gu Bing's actions. Pointing to the opposite sofa, he said, "sit down and drink a cup of tea to eliminate the fire. It's very feminine and easy to hurt yourself."

Gu binglan gave Zhao Qiang a fierce look, sat down and drank a cup of Chinese tea, stared at Zhao Qiang and asked: "Tell me, why do you refuse to worship master Hong again and again? He is a guest of honor for many big people. I don't know how many strong people have been bribed by him. As long as he nods, he will help you settle this matter. Moreover, Dongfang family, the first aristocratic family in Beijing, dare not pay you openly. I really don't understand why you refuse?"

Chen Dongxue thought it was the same reason. I don't know why Zhao Qiang refused, but she didn't dare ask. Now Gu binglan asked questions, and she quickly pricked up her ears.

Zhao Qiang took a sip of tea and asked faintly, "do you really want to know the reason?"

Gu binglan nodded, "tell me why."

Zhao Qiang told the truth: "in the eyes of others, master Hong is a great man, but in my eyes, he is nothing. He is not qualified to teach me."

Gu binglan couldn't imagine that this was the reason why Zhao Qiang rejected master Hong. It was crazy. Gu binglan glared at Zhao Qiang angrily: "you cow, you have suffered harm. No one in the world can become your master."

With that, she got up, turned and left. She came to the door. As soon as the door opened, she bumped into a man. She saw each other's appearance and couldn't help shouting, "it's you."

"It's you."

Gu binglan never expected to meet lengmengdie, the saint of demon sect here: "Why are you here?"

Lengmengdie didn't expect to meet Gu binglan, the eldest lady of the ancient medical school. When she recovered, she shrugged and asked, "Why are you here?"

Gu binglan was very angry with lengmengdie's attitude. He pinched his waist and stared at lengmengdie. Lengmengdie asked, "what's the relationship between you and Zhao Qiang?"

Leng Mengdie felt funny: "what's the relationship between you and Zhao Qiang?"

Gu binglan's face changed a few times, hummed heavily, and walked out. Since he couldn't ask anything from lengmengdie, the saint of the demon sect, he had to find a way to investigate again. We must find out the relationship between Zhao Qiang and lengmengdie.

Leng Mengdie looked at the back of Gu binglan, and her face showed the color of thinking. After a minute or two, she took back her eyes, walked into the living room, took a look at Chen Dongxue, then sat down and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Qiang asked strangely.

Leng Mengdie asked, "if Gu binglan can come, why can't I come?"

A black line appeared on Zhao Qiang's forehead. Why are women so fussy? He was a little speechless and depressed: "you must have something to say to me!"

Leng Mengdie smiled at Zhao Qiang's lovely appearance and gave him a wink: "let's talk in your room."

Zhao Qiang nodded, got up and went upstairs with lengmengdie.

Chen Dongxue looked strange and whispered: "the master's Yanfu is too strong. This is to play a big rhythm of the harem!"

They came to the room and sat down.

"Now there's something to say."

Leng Mengdie was dissatisfied with being coquettish: "Zhao Qiang, you can't be gentle with others! Am I just a collaborator, not a woman, in your eyes?"

"You are not a woman, you are a goblin." Zhao Qiang told the truth.

Leng Mengdie covered Ying Tao's small mouth and smiled: "do you like me as a goblin?"

Zhao Qiang's eyes flashed and didn't answer, "my time is very tight. I'll say anything."

Leng Mengdie glanced at Zhao Qiang and said solemnly, "the battle between you and the old monster of Tianchi has been making a lot of noise in the Jianghu. Many people will go to watch the battle. As far as I know, there are many of your enemies. Once you lose, you will die in the hands of the old monster of Tianchi. Once you win, you will be injured. At that time, those people will kill you while you are ill."

"I don't need you to say that." Zhao Qiang smiled coldly.

Leng Mengdie carefully took out a strange shape from her arms, handed it to Zhao Qiang and said, "take it, this is what I gave you, the ultimate concealed weapon of Tangmen in the Jianghu, rainstorm pear flower needle."

Zhao Qiang has heard the name of rainstorm pear blossom needle and knows how powerful it is. It is said that the Wulin alliance leader who failed in the Jianghu hundreds of years ago died under this thing. Later, because of this, Tang clan was suppressed by suspicion. Until now, Tang clan has disappeared in the Jianghu, but everyone knows that Tang clan still exists and no one knows its depth.

"Where did you get the rainstorm pear flower needle?"

Lengmengdie flashed a complex color in her eyes and waved her hand: "don't worry about it. The rainstorm pear flower needle can shoot 888 poisonous needles at the same time. As long as you seize the opportunity, it will certainly play a great role."

Zhao Qiang knows what Leng Mengdie means. Indeed, the rainstorm pear blossom needle can rank first in the Jianghu concealed weapon list. Its power is very terrible. If it is played properly, even if it can't kill the Tianchi old monster, it can seriously injure the Tianchi old monster.

"Thank you, Miss Leng. It will be reported again in the future."

"Zhao Qiang, there is no need to thank you. Helping you is equal to helping me. I just hope you can help me when I am in trouble in the future."

"It's natural."

"By the way, let me tell you something. The elder who once offended you was killed by me. He wants to go to the sect leader to accuse me of falsehood. How can I allow him?" Leng Mengdie said calmly.

"Well done," said Zhao Qiang with appreciation. Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things have been decisive in killing and cutting. Lengmengdie is the saint of demon sect. How can she live in this position without this means?

Leng Mengdie chatted with Zhao Qiang, got up and said, "Zhao Qiang, I will lead people to Huashan to watch the war in a few days, and I will help you in the dark."

"Well, don't worry, I'll make arrangements."

"You're busy, I'll go." Leng Mengdie took a few steps, suddenly turned around, looked at Zhao Qiang with a complex look and said, "by the way, don't listen to the nonsense of the old elder. I have nothing to do with the young master of the evil cult. He is closing the pass. He may trouble you after leaving the pass. Be more careful."

"Young leader of demon sect, hum! He will come as soon as he wants, and I'll accompany Zhao Qiang to the end." Zhao Qiang exudes a strong momentum. He provokes many strong enemies. How can he care about a young leader of demon sect?

Zhao Qiang sent Leng Mengdie away and drove to the "old place". On the way, he received several calls one after another, all related to the battle with Tianchi old monster. Zhao Qiang naturally said what he had.