Chapter 117 Nine-tailed Demon Pill
Meng Zhao looked at Zhi Hua as if she were an idiot, but Zhi Hua was not angry and said, “Don’t worry, his Dantian, oh no, his demon pill will appear in Dongning Mansion.”

“Demon pill?”

After hearing Zhihua’s words, Meng Zhao was a little confused and obviously didn’t understand.

Zhihua sneered, “Which of your friends has the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox? After the pill is condensed, it will naturally be a demon pill. Otherwise, what do you think the demons want from him?”

“Demon pills are not valuable to us humans, but the demon pills condensed by humans are very important to their demon race. Perhaps, a nine-tailed demon pill can destroy the entire Dongning Prefecture.”

“Is it that serious?”

Meng Zhao’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhihua nodded, and Meng Zhao continued to ask: “Since you gave us a copy of the news about Yuanchu Mountain, your purpose is to lure me here, what do you need me to do, just tell me directly.”

“If the Cangyuan Realm is attacked by the demon tribe, there won’t be enough manpower. I’m talking about if. If Dongning Prefecture is attacked by the demon tribe or the celestial demon, I’ll need your strength.”

Zhihua looked at Meng Zhao and said seriously.

“Haha, something’s going on in Dongning Mansion, I won’t flee without you telling me.”

“Of course, since you brought it up, I will naturally make a request to you. I want the Nine-Tailed Demon Pill.”

Meng Zhao said seriously, his eyes burning. In his heart, he already regarded Mei Yuanzhi as his most important friend. Since his friend was in trouble, he would naturally not stand idly by. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Meng Zhao would not give up.

“can.”

Zhihua nodded, and Meng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Meng Zhao looked at Zhi Hua and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

“Go.”

Zhihua didn’t say anything else. Meng Zhao turned around and glanced at Pang Long who was recuperating in the hall. Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

“Wait a moment.”

Meng Zhao had just walked out of the Yuyang Hall when he suddenly heard a voice behind him. Meng Zhao turned around and saw that the person who spoke was one of Li Huainan’s disciples, the fat boy “Qingfeng”.

Meng Zhao looked at Qingfeng and smiled, “What’s wrong, Qingfeng?”

Qingfeng glanced at the Youshen Guards and the Yuyang Palace, and whispered, “Brother Meng Zhao, follow me.”

As he spoke, Qingfeng pulled Meng Zhao aside and whispered, “Brother Meng Zhao, I heard that since the Youshen Guards entered our Dongning Prefecture, they have been sneaking out every night for the past two days, and every time they go out, I can smell the stench of corpses from them…”

“What do you mean?”

Meng Zhao didn’t quite understand.

Qingfeng continued, “I don’t know either. Dongning Prefecture is leaderless now. Ever since these guys moved into our Yuyang Palace, our Yuyang Palace has been dead silent all day long. Everyone in the palace is in a panic. I would like to ask Senior Brother Meng Zhao to help investigate the reason. I would like to ask the brothers in the palace for advice.”

“I understand.”

Meng Zhao nodded, and after chatting with Qingfeng, he turned around and left, walking out of Yuyang Palace.

Soon, Meng Zhao returned to the Meng family. At this time, Meng Chuan was also standing in Meng Zhao’s courtyard. Meng Zhao looked at Meng Chuan with a serious expression and said, “Achuan, how long will it take for your cultivation to recover?”

“What’s wrong, Brother Meng Zhao?”

Meng Chuan asked doubtfully.

Meng Zhao’s face was solemn, and he said, “I’m afraid something unexpected is going to happen in Dongning Prefecture again.”

“what’s the situation!”

Meng Chuan asked.

Meng Zhao repeated to Meng Chuan the information Qingfeng had just told him, and Meng Chuan’s face became a little solemn.

Meng Zhao then said: “I need to use your spiritual power to locate the position of the Wandering Guards.” “Okay!”

Meng Chuan nodded and immediately opened his perception field. He began to explore outside with himself as the center. Soon, Meng Chuan said, “Found it.”

“Let’s go and take a look together.”

Meng Zhao nodded, and the two of them jumped onto the roof together, one black and one white, walking in the darkness, the moonlight shining on them, following them like a shadow.

Soon, Meng Zhao and the other person arrived at a place.

Note: The Wandering God Guards mentioned above refer to those who have mastered one-color evil spirits. There are also other Wandering God Guards who have evil spirits but not as powerful as one-color evil spirits.

There were three Youshen Guards surrounding a man below, and the man was waving at them madly. Suddenly, one of the Youshen Guards attacked, holding a silver needle and inserting it into the man’s back. The man was subdued and pressed away by the Youshen Guards.

A Youshenwei said, “You force him out, and then we will go to Captain Ming to help.”

“Yes!”

The Youshenwei pushed the man out, and Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan followed them quietly without saying a word.

They arrived at Biyun Building and saw people running out of the building. One of the women was black all over and smelled like a corpse. Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan looked at each other and exclaimed, “Corpse?”

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan’s minds at the same time.

“This person has lost his soul and is dead!”

The one who spoke was Meng Chuan’s spirit “Zhuang Sheng”. Meng Chuan was surprised and asked, “Dead man?”

“Ah.”

Meng Zhao also nodded.

Soon, the Youshen Guards came forward and quickly pushed away the woman who had turned into a zombie.

Soon, following the route of the Wandering God Guards, Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan continued to find people who had transformed into corpses. Meng Chuan asked in surprise, “They broke into at least a dozen houses in one night and took away more than 20 people. Where did they take them?”

“Just follow and see.”

Meng Zhao shook his head and said directly.

The two figures disappeared immediately, and soon, following the footprints of the Wandering Guards, they were found to have come to a forest outside the city of Dongning. Several Wandering Guards threw the corpses into the pit and scattered some unknown sand. After doing all this, the one holding the torch was about to throw the torch in to burn all the corpses, when a Yuanshen Arrow shot out and instantly hit the hand of the Wandering Guard.

“who!”

The Wandering Guard turned around instantly and shouted loudly.

Meng Chuan’s figure appeared not far away. The man holding the torch raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he saw Meng Chuan appear.

Meng Chuan asked, “Playing with fire in the woods in the middle of the night?”

“I didn’t expect it to be Young Master Meng Chuan of the Meng family!” The wandering guard raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then prepared to throw the torch into the dug pit.

Meng Chuan jumped up, grabbed the torch, and jumped out of the pit.

He asked, “What happened to these people?”

The Wandering Divine Guard replied, “Young Master Meng Chuan, this is not your business!”

“What do you want me to ask you?”

Meng Chuan extinguished the torch in his hand and asked the Wandering Guard.

“Master Meng Chuan, you are already useless, and you still want to meddle in other people’s business!”

The Wandering God Guard sneered and walked in front of Meng Chuan. Just as he was about to pick up the torch that Meng Chuan had extinguished and thrown on the ground, a figure quickly swept to his side and knocked the Wandering God Guard back with a knee. He looked at Meng Chuan and said, “I told you, force is the most effective way to deal with them.”

(End of this chapter)