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It’s too much trouble. Meng Fei thought about it and answered honestly, since I’m already in a weak position, besides the strongest response, more clever measures will be seen by some people as a sign of retreat and cowardice, and once I take a step back, they will push ten steps forward.

Well, mysterious and strong, he didn’t get angry because of Meng Fei’s answer. He seemed to have guessed the answer long ago. Well, he stopped talking and waited quietly for Meng Feiwen.
Hedgehogs are covered with barbs, and porcupines put venom on their backs in order to make those natural enemies who want to hunt them retreat for fear of stinging venom. This is what the weak rely on.
I have made myself completely crazy in the eyes of others, just like a statue of a hundred taboos, and I can’t provoke the devil in the slightest. It’s also to deter those delusional guys who want to reach out to me and be cut off.
Meng Fei said that he paused here to observe the mysterious and strong look and saw that the other party didn’t show any objection. This continued: In my opinion, the only weapon to protect oneself is to dare to crash and burn, and to resist is to be willing to die.
Resistance courage is the only thing that can make those high-ranking big people really fear in this jungle law continent.
It is better to die than to die. Courage is mysterious and strong, and then there is a long silence.
After a long time, the mysterious strong corners of the mouth drew a strange radian. This is the first time that Meng Fei saw his face. Except for solemnity, other expressions were mysterious and strong. He looked up and looked at sky full of stars’s eyes. It was like falling into the bright starlight, and he murmured in a low voice like a word in a long memory.
Yes, it’s so fast to resist courage. A word with the same meaning was once said to me by a person sitting quietly in front of me like you many years ago, and later he did do it more thoroughly and successfully than what you are doing now.
Senior, don’t you think it’s the Chinese dragon emperor who doesn’t know what to hear? It’s mysterious and strong, so the name of Chinese dragon emperor suddenly jumped out of Meng Fei’s mouth.
Well, mysterious and strong, slightly delayed, and then gently nodded, yes, that’s him.
Mystery and strong silence
He really didn’t expect that the young king in front of him should be so similar, perhaps because they are really the same kind. No one will ever know that when he examines the young king’s path little by little these days, he will often be in a trance, and he will return to that period of struggle and see the high-spirited martial genius rise step by step.
I, the Chinese dragon emperor, am a similar person. Meng Fei is a little surprised to hear that for the first time.
Well mysterious strong gently nodded and then there was a silence.
However, when he looked up again, he saw that the young king was puzzled by this sentence and had a smug expression. Suddenly, he seemed to realize that his personal look was suddenly more solemn than saying seriously that you don’t want him.
Ah, Meng Fei is a little confused.
Mystery is the first. It is imperative to emphasize one thing seriously.
But Meng Fei doesn’t dislike it, because he can feel that there is a kind of indescribable ambiguity in the imperative tone of mysterious strength, which is where Meng Fei is slightly moved.
Mysterious strong shook his head suddenly.
Moment a awe-inspiring momentum from his thin but as straight as a javelin body to like suddenly changed a person, never just that kind of approachable feeling body instantly hold high hide tall can look up to a strong unpredictable breath after the explosion of blue light haunts him Chapter one thousand two hundred and seventy Tribute to all nations.
He returned to the first time when he saw Meng Fei in the crater battlefield. He said with a faint expression that he was sad and did not eat people. Come on, it’s still four strokes. I won’t come again after this.
Meng Fei nodded for a while.
Meng Fei knows that since the mysterious strong has been reluctant to talk about it, even if he keeps asking, he won’t get an answer.
But this conversation tonight is beyond Meng Fei’s expectation.
This mysterious meeting with precious little words has always been a two-word, one-word, and absolutely refused to say another word. Who knows that tonight it turned out to be a mysterious meeting, and he took the initiative to say so much?
Although the topic has always been controlled by this mysterious and powerful Meng Fei, what he wanted to know didn’t come at all, but this conversation also revealed some information. It is rare to know that this mysterious and powerful Chinese dragon emperor is very familiar with China, who used to be better than the glorious generation of the emperor.
Who is this mysterious strong?
One second before the power fist, Meng Fei was still asking himself doubtfully.
Half a month is fleeting.
When the largest of the three sun stars jumps from the horizon, it represents the arrival of a new day.
At the gate of the Forbidden City in China, the elite body guard javelin column was hit, and there was no end in sight.
The dragon flag soared in the wind, and the dragon on the flag seemed to take off and growl.
Universal tribute ceremony
Ministers from all over the world came out of the temple, dressed in costumes, and solemnly arranged long but neat teams to gather outside the emperor’s palace and step into it and enter the core of China’s celestial power
A column of light rises into the sky and is invisible to the naked eye, but in the induction of the Yuan God, it seems like a magnificent Tianzhu that runs through the sky and connects the earth.
Its color is golden, its potential is vast, and its gas is abundant.
This is the result of the convergence of the beliefs and wishes of hundreds of millions of subjects in China, and the Forbidden City in China is shrouded in representing the rise and fall of China’s power.
In this range of light, monks should be awed and tremble.
As long as China is immortal, this light will never dissipate and protect the Imperial Palace from threats.
In this light, the Chinese emperor’s anger can be transferred to the national movement to suppress and kill the heavenly monarch, and there is no competition.