It was just dawn, Hongqiao Airport!

The huge fuselage slowly approached the airport runway, as if an eagle spread its wings and glided towards its prey.

Chen Meng, wearing a casual suit, walked to the shiny and visible tiles in the waiting hall. The Italian handmade leather shoes and tiles made a crisp sound.

As the third son of the Shen family of the blood-born family, he exudes a unique temperament, which is the nobleness and pride that has been soaked in a century-old family.

Behind Chen Meng was a gray-haired old man with a vertical knife mark on his left eye. The eyeball in the middle of the knife mark was grayish-white and single-eyed. He was over fifty years old, but his body was as strong as a cow. He was wearing loose retro practice clothes and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

"It's still the Shanghai market that has many people, and there are more resources, and it's inexhaustible." Chen Meng looked at the waiting hall where people were coming and going, took out a wallet from his arms, and sighed: "Space magic weapon, tsk, Baoze's standard equipment is convenient, but unfortunately the core technology is firmly controlled, and no matter how envious our families are, they can't get it."

As he said that, he took out a small bronze tripod the size of a palm from his wallet and sniffed toward the mouth of the tripod. Widths of blue smoke floated out of the tripod and floated gracefully to all parts of the waiting hall.

At the Simbuck Sales Office, the young mother took her young son to eat dessert at the round table. There was a cup of coffee in front of her and a piece of chocolate cake in front of her.

When Chen Meng and the old man passed by, the young mother had a more temperamental young man glanced at him. The boy who was obedient to eat cake suddenly shivered, raised his head, and had a bitter face: "Mom, I'm so cold."

The young mother looked at her son and was shocked. In the hot summer, the child's face turned white, his teeth creaked and trembled, and his arms were cold.

The air conditioning in the waiting hall cannot make people freeze like this.

Chen Meng held the bronze tripod with one hand and held the cell phone with the other. He looked carefully for a moment and sneered: "The descendant of the modern Li family, he looks so sissy."

The screen of the mobile phone is Li Xianyu's personal information, very detailed, including the address where he lives now.

"Uncle Yuan, do you think the battle soul of the Li family really knows the location of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace?" Chen Meng closed his phone and frowned: "I'll come to the Shanghai market all the way, don't be in vain."

The one-eyed old man narrowed his eyes, "If anyone in this world knows where the Gods Palace is, it is her. It is precisely because of her that Li Wuxiang has the courage to take over the treasures. It's just that every thing in the world is subdued by another, and the woman's fighting soul is not invincible in the world. The Buddha's head today can fight with her."

"Where is that Taoist Lord?" Chen Meng raised his eyebrows.

"The Taoist Master is still a bit short of fire. Eighty years ago, the demon Taoist turmoils the world, and the Taoist sect is the first to be hit. In the past, the ten Taoist sect's sons were all lost in the hands of the demon Taoist, and their vitality was severely damaged and they have not yet fully recovered."

"Eighty years ago, the Taoist and Buddhist Association suffered heavy losses. Twenty years ago, the Li Wuxiang incident was the turn of the major families to decline. Tsk tsk, since the late Qing Dynasty, our blood descendants have caused chaos from time to time, and countless talents died when they were not full, which is a pity. On the other hand, the blood descendants of foreigners have emerged since modern times, and the rise and fall of the other, which is very bad... My grandfather always sighed like this." Chen Meng shrugged: "But I think that there are talents in the country and the country have emerged for hundreds of years. For example, Baoze, the sword-holder, what if you say he is comparing with the Buddha head?"

The old man thought about this question seriously for a long time: "A few years ago, this person emerged from nowhere. He first pressed on the geniuses of various major families and disciples of the Taoist Buddhist Association, and later challenged the older generation of masters. He had experienced many battles and had no defeat. It was so terrifying. His last move was still far from the Jidao, but that was a year ago. Now he was probably half a foot into Jidao. At the very least, he was at the same level as Dao Zun."

"After all, the masters of extreme Taoism are rare, so don't worry about it. The woman's war soul was once brilliant, but today it's just a dragon on the shallow. But can you deal with that killer of the ancient gods' altitude, Uncle Yuan?"

"Baoze's S-level masters are all extraordinary. I dare not say that I have the confidence to win, but there is no problem with entanglement for a while. Third Master, your goal this time is not a war soul, but a successor to the Li family. As long as he is captured, the woman's war soul will naturally be subject to us. But there is one thing I must remind you more and not to hurt the successor to the Li family."

Chen Meng curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What's so great? An ant-like figure relies on the aura of his ancestors. This time the birth of the Ten Thousand Gods is about to be revealed, and the woman's fighting soul is hard to protect herself, let alone a little puppy. Among the people who have been staring at this kid over the years, there are more than just the Taoist and Buddha agreement."

The one-eyed old man stopped his pace, looked serious and said earnestly: "San Master, you have to promise me."

Chen Meng felt a little restless, "I know, are you upset?"

He has been the center of the world since he was a child. His elders are very pampered, his elders and sisters love and care for him, and he is also surrounded by the halo of the third young master of the Shen family. He is the focus wherever he goes.

I am naturally disgusted with focus characters like Li Xianyu.

The two walked to the door of the waiting hall, stopped, Chen Meng turned around and looked at the hall, his eyes could see things that ordinary people could not see. One by one, aggrieved spirit between reality and illusion, was sucking the energy of pedestrians in the waiting hall.

Next to the waiter at the inquiry desk in front was a resentful spirit with a deep eye socket and a vulgar appearance. He was a pervert who was obsessed with women after his death. While sucking the waiter's energy, he teased his wives.

Therefore, while the waitress feels cold, she feels chest tightness and shortness of breath, and her face is extremely poor and it is almost difficult to work.

For example, the mother and son next to Starbucks, the young mother tried hard to rub her hands and breathe for the child, while making a phone call, and was talking anxiously.

She couldn't see behind her son, a hideous little ghost was sucking the boy's energy.

The waiting hall is full of ghosts. They either follow the pedestrian or lie on the pedestrian's shoulders, sucking the essence of the human being like parasites absorbing the host's nutrients.

"Third Master, it's OK. If you don't take it back, you will be noticed by the people of Baoze Group." The one-eyed old man said: "I'll do less like this in the future."

"These fat and big ears are not cut, but they are just using their essence and energy, and they will not harm human life. What can Baoze Group do to me?" Chen Meng didn't care.

"After all, it's not the territory of our Shen family. Baoze Group is fine, just because it's afraid of encountering a thrust." said the one-eyed old man.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange is not a small city. As a national financial center, its traffic is terrifying. When it is at the airport, you may encounter one or two ruthless people.

Manipulating the evil spirit to absorb the anger is both arrogant and offensive.

Chen Meng sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to achieve great success in my soul refining cauldron. Every magic weapon that is of higher grade is exhausting. By the way, if I catch Li Xianyu, will the woman's war soul really be at our mercy?"
Chapter completed!