Chapter 395: Dragon God's Fury

Besides, we are known as General Meng, who is called the Killing God, he is cold and galloping all the way.
His clothes were hunted and hunted by the violent wind. It was half an hour's journey, but now he came to the gate of the palace in just a quarter of an hour.
The guard saw a mad horse suddenly jumped into the courtyard. Before saying a word, Meng Li had already entered the inner courtyard.
The other one who had just gone to the hut also walked over slowly with his clothes, and saw his companion standing stupidly on the spot, and couldn't help but smile: "What? Where was the beauty hooked?"
The guard had an extremely ugly face, and said Shen Shen, "The general... is back."
"Ah! Why are you still standing here stupid? Go report it to the prince! Otherwise, our heads..."
"What else to report... he rode in directly! He almost trampled me under the hoof!"
The two looked at each other and finally decided that they should stand on their guard and leave them alone.
This is a fight between the gods, the kid is going to die.
The horse went straight into the inner courtyard, Meng Li tightened the reins, and a neighing sound rang from the horse's mouth and stopped in the courtyard.
He hurriedly got off the horse, but after searching the entire yard, An Rushuang was nowhere to be seen.
Meng Li grabbed a heart and asked one servant after another, but he didn't know the answer.
He grabbed the horse by the reins and went to the doctor in a hurry, and he actually spoke to the horse.
"You know... Do you know her whereabouts? Take me to find her."
He pleaded over and over again, and the horse was actually raising both hooves and a neighing sound in his mouth, as if responding to his words, and went straight out.
Meng Li stood upright and sat directly on the horse's back. The white horse galloped. After a while, he stopped in front of a courtyard.
He flew off his horse and ran straight to the courtyard, but when he reached the door, he saw a dark shadow flashing in front of him. He couldn't control his speed, and the two ran into a ball directly.
Meng Li heard a familiar muffled sound—the sound came from his father.
Although Meng Gong is old and strong, he still depends on who he is compared with. When he confronts his three prosperous young sons, he stands upright and falls backwards.
This sinner!
When Meng Li saw that he was an old man, he quickly pulled him up and asked, "What happened to you Shuang'er?"
Meng Gong gritted his teeth and looked at his own son, and said bitterly, "Dead!"
Meng Li's face was dusty, his arms trembled, and he left the person again.
Hearing a ‘bang’, Meng Gong fell straight to the ground, shocked by dust.
"How can the general treat King Yan like this!"
An impulsive voice sounded behind everyone, Meng Li suddenly turned his head and looked over, only to see a woman walking slowly in the shadows.
She had a slight anger on her face, her exquisite figure bulged her lower abdomen, and her eyes were like a bright moon in the night.
It looks like Chang'e Liyue Temple, like a goddess to the feast.
At this moment, another woman rushed over and hurriedly helped the general who had fallen into pieces with her short body, raising her eyes to reprimand Meng Li in front of her.
"How can you treat your father like this!"
She didn't know how to say anything cruel, but she was angry with herself, and when she said a word, the tears fell.
An Rushuang also slowly walked over. Zhu Xianxian helped her hug Anian. She frowned and looked at Meng Gong who was slowly standing up.
"Is King Yan's body okay? If there is any discomfort, if you don't tell it, the little girl knows a little bit of stigma, should be able to..."
Meng Gong raised his hand, shook his head and interrupted her in a low voice, "I'm fine."
Saying this, he raised his eyes and gave Meng Li a vicious look, before stiffening and walking outside.
Watching Meng Gong leave, Meng Li remembered the business of coming here, grabbed An Rushuang's arm and looked up and down, repeatedly asking: "Is it all right? My father is embarrassing you. Is there any discomfort?"
A nervous look.
An Rushuang pushed him away and whispered, "It's okay."
In this way, he did not intend to listen to the conversation with Meng Gong just now.
On the contrary, Zhu Xianxian asked, "What did you and Meng Gong just say? Why did he get embarrassed before, and then he agreed with you?"
It is amazing.
An Rushuang's complexion became stiff, and under Meng Li's attention, she chuckled and said, "It's nothing more than emotions and reason."
With that said, she walked straight out.
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Meng Li stopped asking, just said: "I'll call a sedan chair."
Said like this, turned and left.
An Rushuang and Zhu Xianxian waited in the same place for a long time, but they didn't see him coming. Once they had a discussion, they went out to find him.
When I got out of the door, I never saw Meng Li. I saw a circle of people around the corner, bustling, and I don't know what they were arguing about.
The two of them were very boring waiting, so they leaned there, and they were able to get in, and they heard a man's voice in the hustle and bustle.
"absurd!"
It was Meng Li's voice just like steel clank.
An Rushuang and Zhu Xianxian looked at each other, and even Anian poked her head into the crowd, with her big eyes open, looking curiously.
When the two walked to the periphery of the crowd, they saw that the crowd was directly surrounding Meng Li, and they were surrounded by a boy with big eyes.
The child looked seven or eight years old, wearing a cyan dress, the clothes were very clean, but his hands and feet were tied, and his big eyes were full of panic.
Seeing this little guy, An Rushuang couldn't help but feel a move in his heart--it's no good for a child, what exactly did he do to be treated like this?
Thinking like this, she stretched out her hand to pat a woman in front of her, handed over a small silver scorpion, and whispered: "Mother, what's wrong here?"
The woman turned around and saw An Rushuang's big belly, her expression softened by three points, and she saw the money in her hand with a smile on her face and said, "It's nothing, it's not, someone is blocking it. Are we begging for rain! This person is really amazing, but one person can Xiao Qing from so many strong men..."
"Xiao Qing, is this the kid?"
An Rushuang was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the child who was like an animal: "What is this going to do..."
The woman looked around, and then lowered her voice and said, "This kid, I angered the Dragon God..."
Zhu Xianxian also walked over with Anian, and muttered: "This is too much for a child. What is it, what is wrong with the child?"
The woman's face became extremely cold, and her voice was cold and said: "The Dragon God has not rained for half a year. This is all because he stole the sacrifices from the altar, which led to the current evil results. You must let the Dragon God calm down, otherwise, the whole Don't think of tranquility in Nanqidu!"