Wei Zi had no choice but to hand the contactor to Lu Xiaomeng.

Lu Xiaomeng was about to reach out to take it, but she saw Meng Busan wink at him.

She tilted her head and said, "Take it to me directly, hurry up, don't make any wrong ideas!"

Damn! How did this person see it!

Wei Zi gritted her teeth secretly and had no choice but to throw the contactor in her hand to Lu Xiaomeng.

Lu Xiaomeng reached out to catch it.

Wei Zixu said, "I'm forced to do anything. You all give me a testimony. When you look back at the people in the City of Gods, you must explain it carefully."

"City of God?" Yu Huaijin raised his lips, "If they have the courage, then come and ask me, I will treat them well."

He chuckled and said without any scruples: "Bai Yong really has a group of good dogs."

Wei Zi was so scared that her face turned pale, "Damn, big guy, please keep your mouth shut."

Lu Xiaomeng said thoughtfully: "Is Bai Yong the fourth god-in-law Bai Yong? I remember that he seemed to drive Fan Xiaoyu, who was originally ranked fourth."

Wu Yu: "It's not like that!"

He looked serious, "Bai Yong is used to being able to take advantage of opportunities, which made my master lose to him!"

Yu Huaijin smiled and said, "Bai Yong is good at taking advantage of his mistakes. There are many places where your master is taking advantage of his mistakes. I still doubt whether the top five trialists on the trial field ranking have any special channels and know the information we don't know, otherwise they will know too much."

He lowered his voice and said softly: "Do you know? Almost all the information about the Golden Sea is circulated from the top five..."

His words were like thunder on the ground, which surprised everyone.

"You...what are you talking about?" Wei Zi stuttered.

Yu Huaijin raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, so you don't know anything? No wonder, after all, you are just Bai Yong's dog, so you naturally don't need to discuss with the dog if your owner has any decisions."

"Hey!" Mu Qiye shouted at Yu Huaijin, with anger on his face, "You're so ugly, what a dog is not a dog!"

Yu Huaijin chuckled lightly, "Oh, I almost forgot that there is someone who makes a dog for NPCs. You are worse than someone who makes a dog for Bai Yong!"

Mu Qiye covered his neck and moved "crack" crunch.

He said with anger: "Don't be too much of a person!"

Yu Huaijin raised his chin without fear, "Our account has not been settled yet."

Mu Qiye gritted his teeth, "Just... I'm going to settle the score with you!"

The storm was getting heavier and heavier, and several people who had nowhere to find a place to shelter were all soaked into chickens.

Lu Xiaomeng hugged her arms and looked around, proposing, "Stop talking about this, let's run away quickly, the typhoon is about to land."

Everyone looked at the towering iron gate and the tall wall beside the iron gate.

After everyone's eyes changed, Wei Zi whispered to Meng Busan: "I said, aunt, my dear mother, you can always put down the weapons in your hand now, right? Wouldn't you feel tired if you keep holding them?"

Meng Busan smiled and said, "Good son, turn your head and see what I hold in my hand."

Judging from what he said, what he was in his hand... seemed not a weapon!

Wei Zi was about to turn around, but suddenly she felt like she had thought of something and froze again.

Meng Busan raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Well……"

Wei Zi hesitated, "That... can I really turn around?"

Meng Busan: "It's OK."

Wei Zi: "Mom, don't lie to me! Am I really OK?"

Meng Busan looked speechless, "Don't you want to turn your head?"

Wei Zi shook her head and said, "No, no, no, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry at all, I'm not turning around... It depends on whether you let me turn around. If you say you don't turn around, I will definitely not turn around!"

Meng Busan: “…”

He laughed softly, "What's going on with you? Could it be that you were scared out of fear?"

Wei Zi felt that the place where the back of her head was beaten was still aching. At this time, she admitted her fear was much better than being beaten later.

He understood that in this trial field, everyone is better than him, even an NPC is better than him, and he is a younger brother!

The younger brother is the younger brother. Even if he is a younger brother, he must be the most dedicated one.

Meng Busan said helplessly: "Okay, come on."

"If you don't turn around, I'll have no fun."

When Wei Zi heard this, she felt that she could not turn around even more.

"Or...I'll stand like this, haha, so comfortable!"

Meng Busan looked at Wei Zi, who was wet all over his body and said in a word: "Okay, just be happy."

He gently threw the small mirror in his hand, and the small mirror drew an arc and jumped directly over Wei Zi's shoulders and fell into Wei Zi's arms.

"Hey?" Wei Zi subconsciously pressed and looked down.

Meng Busan smiled and said, "This is what I used to coerce you just now. Let me leave you a souvenir."

“…”

Wei Zi's cheeks were so angry that she blushed and she burst out: "You fucking..."

Meng Busan lazily said "yes".

Wei Zi quickly changed her words: "...Fuck it... I deserve to be my real mother, I should learn from you."

Meng Busan chuckled, "Since you are stupid, don't think about getting involved in a powerful group. Be careful not to be treated as cannon fodder."

"Ah?" Wei Zi turned around, rubbed the back of her head, looking confused.

Meng Busan shook his head and stopped talking.

...

Next to the gate.

Several people have already discussed who will open the door.

They made way, and only Mu Qiye stood alone.

The wind was getting heavier and heaved, causing his hair to sway.

He raised his hand, took a deep breath, and suddenly said, "Dad, please!"

With this loud shout, he knelt on the ground where the rain and sand were mixed with the soil.

He raised his hands and pointed straight at the huge door.

A green dragon suddenly appeared and rushed straight in the direction he pointed.

"boom--"

The gate and the ground were shaking violently.

The green torch rolled up and the wind splashed and countless rains flew away.

Meng Busan took a few steps back in time and hid behind Wei Zi.

Wei Zi was splashed by the rain and her head and face were covered with her face.

With a "pop", he spit out the water from his mouth and reached out to touch his face.

Meng Busan poked his head out from above his shoulder.

I saw that under the attack of Mu Qiye's full strength, the door did not move at all, and there was not even a crack on the door.

Lu Xiaomeng frowned, "There is something wrong with this door."

Mu Qiye, who had tried his best, fell to the ground, and the Qinglong also dissipated with a "poof".

Meng Busan smiled and said, "You can't do this. It's neither □□ nor lasting. He just persisted for a few minutes."

Mu Qiye was blushed when he said it, and stared at her weakly.

Yu Huaijin felt it was not enough and sneered: "This is still the ninth place. It's really embarrassing for my brother. If Shi Yu is still there..."

Mu Qiye finally couldn't stand it anymore, he shouted, "But he is no longer here. He is dead. He died in the trial field because of his lack of strength. What do you always do to me? If you have the ability, you should have saved your brother at the beginning. Oh, if you don't have the ability, you can only vent your anger at me?"

Yu Huaijin's face suddenly became dark.

He looked at Mu Qiye silently without saying a word.

The heavy rain hit his pale face, and the rain split into several streams of thin streams on his face and kept flowing down.

Seeing that the trialists were about to fight inward again, Wu Yu looked left and right, and tried hard to persuade: "That..."

Mu Qiye raised his head with a rebellious look on his face, "What's wrong? Am I still saying it wrong?"

Wei Zi hugged herself and whispered: "Just say a few less words!"

He was going to be scared to death.
To be continued...