The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 222

C222: New Hope Zhang Meng and the other two fearfully arrived in front of the Buddha. The ancient mansion was now filled with a solemn aura, which made their hearts tense up. He didn't know if he was right or wrong to come this time, but since he had entered the door, he had no way of exiting. "Buddha!" When the three of them saw the Buddha, they bowed and raised their heads, only to discover that there was a person dressed like an ascetic sitting next to the Buddha. The three of them began to mutter to themselves. They did not know who this person was, but he was actually on equal footing with the Buddha. The Buddha calmly looked at them and asked, "Why are you looking for me so early in the morning?" Zhang Meng acted as if he had changed his mind. His voice was filled with emotion as he wailed, "Buddha, you have to uphold justice for the people of Jiang An." How could the Buddha not understand their intentions? She deliberately feigned ignorance and asked: "What do you mean?" "Second Master has been killed by Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan has stolen Second Master's territory. Now that the power is so great, I'm afraid that he will soon annex my territory." The Buddha was not moved. Zhang Meng hurriedly added, "Zhu Yan is naturally rebellious, so I'm afraid his real target is the Buddha. He has been coveting the Southern City for a long time. Once he takes away my territory, he will definitely take action against the Southern City. " The Buddha smirked and asked, "Do you think he will succeed?" "This …" Zhang Meng looked at the Buddha, then quickly lowered his head and said, "I definitely can't block this festival, but the Buddha … The festival was obviously not a match for the Buddha. "However, if these clowns were to run rampant, not only would it disrupt Jiang An's situation, it would also damage the Buddha's prestige." Zhang Meng was very smart. The previous words he said were all nonsense. The Buddha didn't care at all. But this sentence was the finishing touch, hitting the Buddha's sore spot. The Buddha frowned and said, "Jiang An cannot be so chaotic. If it continues to be so chaotic, everyone will die together." "Yes sir!" Zhang Meng nodded as if he was pounding garlic, "That's what I meant too." "There is a limit to the tolerance of the authorities. Once the incident breaks out, they will be dealt a fatal blow." The Buddha nodded her head in approval, "How could you have such an understanding? "Right now, people really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. They really think that they are number one in the world and that they are digging their own graves." "That's right, Buddha. It doesn't matter if you die today. If you implicate Jiang An, then you will be guilty of a heinous crime and will be unforgivable." Zhang Meng quickly added, "Ophthalmic medicine for the festival." The Buddha slightly nodded her head, muttering to herself in silence. Hong Yuan's eyes flashed as he looked at the three of them. The three of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other. The pair of eyes seemed to possess some sort of magic, making people not dare to look directly at them. "There's no need to talk so much nonsense. If you don't listen, we can just kill you. It's simple and direct, aiming straight at your vitals." Hong Yuan interjected. This sentence was filled with killing intent. It was completely different from the way he dressed as an ascetic monk. Zhang Meng and the other two were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect Hong Yuan to be so decisive in killing them. They were even more unable to guess Hong Yuan's identity. They then glanced at the Buddha and saw that he had not said a single word. Zhang Meng nervously said, "Zhu Yan killed Second Master, then his strength must be far from what we expected. If we want to kill him, it won't be that easy." Hong Yuan sneered disdainfully, "A frog in the well." Hearing this, Zhang Meng and the other two's faces turned red, but they did not dare to refute. The Buddha finally opened her mouth and said, "This is not without reason. Whether or not there is someone else behind this festival, we will test it out first." If you do not listen to my greetings, you might have to switch people. " Zhang Meng's eyelids jumped a few times as he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. If the festival was truly resolved, then who else could it be? Of course it was him. He was the most qualified. "Buddha, but I'm not a match for Zhu Yan, you see …" Zhang Meng had a troubled expression as he resentfully asked. "Gao Yang will go with you. I want to see who has the guts to do this." The Buddha spoke with determination, her voice laced with killing intent. "I'll go take a look as well. After staying for a few days, I'll need to stretch my muscles and bones a bit." Hong Yuan volunteered. The Buddha looked deeply at Hong Yuan, but she did not stop him. He was very clear that his Senior Brother was holding back his anger and killing intent. If he did not release it, it would not be beneficial to his body or cultivation. The festival sent out all of its men and played a big game. The harvest this time was too bountiful, making him almost unable to believe it. He was wild with joy. Of course, he wasn't an idiot. He was aware of the other side of this. Everything had its pros and cons. The greater the pros and cons of this matter, the greater the drawbacks. He was well aware that the downside was that it would arouse the Buddha's suspicion and even cause her to retaliate. He had long heard that Zhang Meng had a deep relationship with the Buddha. The last time Zhang Meng had given up his territory to the Buddha, he had won the Buddha's heart. There was no need to think too much into it. Zhang Meng had definitely gone over to the Buddha to make a report. How Zhang Meng would fan the flames could also be guessed at during the festival. However, he was not in a hurry to see the Buddha to defend himself. If it was in the past, he would definitely defend himself. But last night he had discovered the New World. The layman watched the fun, while the professional saw the truth. The festival was an expert, so he figured out a bit of what it was. Whether it was Wandering Peak or that mysterious young man, neither of them were mortals. Judging from his experience of so many years, the strength of these two people was not inferior to anyone on the Jiang An road, including the Buddha. This gives the festival new hope. The situation on Jiang An's path had remained the same for too many years. It was difficult for a newcomer to make a comeback, after all, there was still the mountain of the Buddha above them. Some people felt discontent, but they could only suppress their anger. This was what he had done in the past, but now that he had met You Feng and Xu Mo, he realized that this was a turning point, here was new hope. Thus, he had arrived outside of Wandering Peak's house early in the morning. Zhu Yan had already recruited the Second Master's underlings, so it would not be difficult for him to find the address of Wandering Peak. Having learned the lesson from the second master, Zhu Yan didn't dare to act rashly. To show his sincerity, he did not bring a single underling with him. Furthermore, he did not go upstairs. Instead, he waited quietly downstairs. Dong, dong, dong. The sound of steady, powerful footsteps came from the staircase. Zhu Yan tidied up his clothes and then respectfully stood downstairs. He tried to adjust his expression to be a bit friendlier. "Brother Feng!" Zhu Yan suddenly shouted, causing You Feng's body to tighten as the light in his eyes exploded. He stared at the festival. "It's you!" You Feng went downstairs to buy breakfast for his daughter. Who would have thought that he would run into a festival? tqr1 He had seen Zhu Yan's methods last night, so he naturally knew that the other party was no pushover. "What are you doing at my place?" You Feng's sensitive nerves were triggered and he asked in an unfriendly tone. Zhu Yan hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "Brother Feng, don't misunderstand me. I definitely have no ill intentions." "Then what are you doing hiding downstairs so early in the morning?" "I'm not hiding. I'm waiting for you, Brother Feng. I have something important to discuss with you." "I have nothing to discuss with you." You Feng coldly rejected him. He didn't want to have anything to do with him.

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