Meng Zhao walked in the room for about half a cup of tea, and after almost observing, he returned to a soft wall in the inner room and sat cross-legged while breathing, making his whole body comfortable and soft, like clouds and water.

While meditating on the spirit, emptying the soul, and falling into deep rest.

Unable to know the passage of time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the wooden house, waking Meng Zhao from the moment he entered the meditation.

He had extraordinary ears and could easily hear that one of the masters of footsteps was Ji Rushuang. Because of her identity and size of a pregnant woman, her footsteps were different from those of ordinary people, and her footsteps were also different from those of ordinary people. In addition, she has been together in recent days, so she is very familiar.

Accompanied by a few rhythmic knocks, Meng Zhao went to open the door, and the few people entering him impressed him deeply.

The man who was the first to be hit was tall, similar to him, with short hair and somewhat similar to Meng Chuan, but the silver-black relationship was obviously not young, and he often worked hard and took hard work.

His appearance is soft, his facial features are straight and even a little handsome. Unfortunately, his skin is rough, which dispels the smell of an older uncle a lot, but instead adds a bit of the majesty of the elders and the wildness shared by the Danchi people.

A middle-aged handsome guy with a good foundation but unfortunately he was ruined by the environment. This is Meng Zhao’s first impression.

At the same time, Meng Zhao observed that this middle-aged handsome guy was very strong. Based on his qi sensing, the other party's qi and blood were like a furnace. Although it was surging, it was very restrained. His explosive power was probably not much different than that of a warrior like Geng Pomo who practiced dual cultivation with internal skills.

Moreover, the key point here is that this middle-aged handsome guy actually has a good true energy cultivation, so it is difficult to judge the overall strength. If Geng Pomo is the standard, he will float up and down this standard line.

Of course, these refer only to what Meng Zhao saw and saw. As the leader of the Danchi clan, he could lead his own tribe members to migrate to this Hushan to survive and indeed lay a foundation. This person would never have only the strength he showed, and he must have some means.

Without introducing it, you can know that this person is the leader of the Ji family of the Danchi clan, because Ji Rushuang, who has a big belly, is like a little girl holding his arm, looking like a little happy nature.

On the other side of the middle-aged handsome guy is a young man who looks very unique.

He has a face similar to the middle-aged handsome guy with a face of sixty or seventy, but is obviously younger, no more than thirty years old, slightly shorter than four or five centimeters, slightly dark in complexion, and his eyes are shining with a faint sea-blue light.

I don’t know if I was born like this or if I practiced some special martial arts or secret techniques.

Of course, what attracts Meng Zhao the most attention is not the appearance of a young man, but his unique temperament.

The vicious, barbaric, the aura and temperament are similar to the ferocious beast that dominates the world and is the only one in the mountains and forests, and it is definitely not a good person.

After seeing Meng Zhao open the door, Ji Rushuang had no words. The middle-aged handsome guy and the young man looked at Meng Zhao carefully for a short time.

"I am Ji Zhenyun. This is my nephew Ji Rulin. I came here specifically to thank Mr. Lu for saving the little girl."

After the middle-aged handsome man looked at Meng Zhao carefully, his expression did not change, but his eyes were indeed fluctuating. It was not disappointment, but deep worries, and he said in a deep voice.

Worry? Capturing this emotion made Meng Zhao unexpected. What was he worried about?

Meng Zhao suppressed his confusion and quickly invited the three of them into the wooden house to speak.

He had a plan, but he had always imagined it in the best direction. The facts were unknown. At this time, he could test it when he came into contact with the Danchi clan leader or even the future clan leader.

Moreover, Ji Rushuang was present, so she could speak for him so that she would not end up miserably because she was not speculative.

Of course, what made Meng Zhao happiest was the official common language, not Danchi language, which made him easier to communicate with the other party.

It’s right to think about it. The higher the level of any force or ethnic group, the more knowledge and skills you should master.

Although the Danchi clan lives in the mountains, it does not mean being isolated from the outside world. There must be people in the clan who master the common language.

After entering the house, there was nothing to entertain, the three of them each found a wooden chair to sit down.

Ji Zhenyun, also known as the leader of the Danchi clan and Ji clan, was straightforward.

"When our tribe reproduction and survival were caused by unknown reasons, it was difficult to continue to survive, so I took my tribe members to the nearby Hushan Mountain.

At that time, my daughter Rushuang fell in love with a kid from the outside world. The man had a pretty good family background and seemed to be someone who could love his wife, so I agreed to this marriage.

First, I am confused about the future and I don’t know if I can stabilize in Hushan. Second, I want to leave a way out for my family, and this way out is the Liu family.

Unfortunately, I didn’t expect that the Liu family had no blessings. It only took two years to cause such a disaster and almost harmed my daughter.”

In just a few short sentences, Meng Zhao could see that this handsome middle-aged man is indeed a bit strong and self-centered.

Because he revealed in his words that although partly the reason for Ji Rushuang's marriage was that she and her dead husband were in love, she still saw that the other party's family background was good.

Otherwise, if it were a poor boy who had no ability, the show would probably not be a marriage between a father-in-law and son-in-law, but a drama of breaking up a couple.

It can also be seen that this patriarch Ji still attaches great importance to his daughter and relatives.

"My daughter is helping you in a crisis. This is a great kind to me that must be repaid.

So, I came today just to ask Mr. Lu, what do you need?

Or change the question, what do you need me to do for you?”

A quick knife to cut the mess, but an extremely effective method made Meng Zhao put away his previous underestimation and began to think carefully about how he should deal with Ji Zhenyun.

Seeing Meng Zhao silent, Ji Rushuang showed a worried expression and quietly winked at her father. She tried to communicate something, but was ignored.

However, Ji Rulin, who was not as good as a traitor, looked at Ji Rushuang with a doting smile, and at the same time hinted that she should not be impatient and not disturb the negotiations between the two.

After a while, Meng Zhao looked up and asked,

“There are several reasons why I saved Rushuang.

First, Rushuang is pregnant with six Jias. If she suffers a disaster, she will have one corpse and two lives. I can't bear it.

Secondly, Rushuang is smart enough to use the martial arts he has learned from his past adventures to arouse my interest and use it as a bargaining chip to get my help. This can also be regarded as a transaction.

The two parties to the transaction are me and Rushuang, not me and Clan Chief Ji, so you don’t have to do this.

Finally, during these days of contact, my relationship with Rushuang has heated up, and her husband's family is gone and she is still pregnant, so I want to take care of her and even marry her in the future.
Chapter completed!