Deliveryman of the Heaven

Indeed, in the past, whenever Weiqing had the time, he would always stay in the tent, and during the past few days, other than the servants who ate three meals a day being able to see him, it was difficult for anyone to see him. From time to time, a strange medicinal fragrance would come from the tent, and all sorts of indications indicated that Weiqing's injuries were serious and he needed to recuperate.    

Weiqing was not worried that a righteous man like Nangong Changque would keep the news of him being injured a secret, because during this period of time, the Profound Gate Army camp had absorbed tens of thousands of people from other military camps. Although they had found out about quite a few of them, there were definitely people with a strong sense of camaraderie among them.    

Three days later, the Heavenly Gate Army sent an invitation to Weiqing, saying that the four great army commanders would hold a gathering to discuss some matters regarding Left Vanguard City.    

Weiqing told Mi Lihsing to represent him in this meeting, but in the end, Mi Lihsing was forced back. Mou Zhenloong said that Mi Lihsing's position was not equal to that of the others, and was not qualified to participate in this meeting, so he openly brought a palanquin and parked it in the Profound Gate military camp. It was imperative that Weiqing attend this meeting.    

This time, Huo Ann brought a total of a hundred people with him.    

Weiqing and Qin Lingyun sat in the palanquin and were flipping through some information regarding Mou Zhenloong and Huangfu Changlin. Weiqing threw the stack of information in his hand to Qin Zhui and said, "Forget it, it's fine to take a look at this information, since it's an official history from the Sky Opening Mansion, and you can't tell what it's from. Twenty, you just need to remember one thing.    

Qin XX asked curiously, "Big Brother, what are you planning to do?"    

Weiqing chuckled: "Didn't you read the information? Mou Zhenloong is a very cautious person, and his personality is suspicious, he has definitely already received the news of me being injured, and Pan Gu City is also the same, but they will not believe this news so easily, because they all know that I am a very cunning guy, so Mou Zhenloong will definitely make use of this meeting to investigate me!"    

"The reason why I let you halfway was to give Mou Zhenloong a chance to probe me!"    

"He is a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler and is stronger than me. If I were to fight him head on, I would definitely be injured, so I need you to meet me on Vermillion Bird Street. That way, I can feel at ease in acting out this show!" You have to remember, before I even appears to be seriously injured, you must not come out. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for Mou Zhenloong to give a satisfactory answer! "    

Weiqing let out a long sigh, and said: "I must participate in this time's Fighting Techniques Conference, otherwise our Allied Forces of the Three Realms will be too passive!"    

The journey from the Celestial Sect of Wonders to the army camp was quite long. After three hours of travel, they finally arrived at the army camp.    

brought a group of generals and commanders and walked out of the camp to welcome Weiqing. Mou Zhenloong laughed heartily: "Weiqing, when you were in Pan Gu City, I had heard quite a lot about you. Unfortunately, at that time, I wasn't able to rush back to other places and was unable to catch a glimpse of the elegance of a young man who was the strongest of the Three Realms.    

"Hehe, Weiqing, you don't have to be so formal, do you? A man like you spraying cologne on us?"    

Mou Zhenloong brought his men out to receive him, and they could already smell the very rich fragrance of perfume on Weiqing's body from afar. Moreover, it was only the beginning of autumn, yet Weiqing was wrapped in a mink fur coat that tightly wrapped around his body.    

Weiqing chuckled: "Hehe, I've recently been infatuated with this ancient dragon water, so I used it a little."    

A self-righteous look flashed across Mou Zhenloong's eyes.    

It was easy to imagine that Weiqing was trying to cover his tracks by trying to cover his wound with his coat and perfume. Although Weiqing's little thoughts were not able to make a firm decision on how to injure him, it was still reasonable that he could add points to his impression.    

"Come, everyone, let's get to know each other. This person is the new overseer of the Underworld. There's no need for me to say anymore, he's the old brother Nangong from the Yellow Gate's overseer."    

Hearing Mou Zhenloong calling him brother, Nangong Changque was slightly angered.    

Weiqing smiled at him and nodded slightly.    

Soon, the four sat down in an enormous wooden pavilion.    

"Weiqing, the three of us have been waiting for you for a long time. "Come, let's drink this cup of wine and let it pass!" Although Mou Zhenloong did not look like a smiling tiger, he was still a lot more emotionless than normal cultivators. At least, he was rather straightforward when placed a small jar of strong alcohol on the table in front of Weiqing.    

Weiqing laughed bitterly: "I have broken the rules, I will definitely compensate you for the wine, but my alcohol capacity is too low, such a big vat …"    

"Weiqing. "You are a Saint Ruler after all. Not to mention a single jar of very ordinary white wine, even if it's some fine wine, with your cultivation and physique, would this even count as a drop of wine?" Commander Huangfu grabbed a jar of wine on the table in front of him and gulped it down in one gulp. Then, he made an inviting gesture towards Weiqing.    

Weiqing could only bitterly smile and drink a jar of wine. After that, he suddenly took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and coughed, and then quickly picked up the handkerchief, as if he was afraid that others would see something.    

Mou Zhenloong picked up a jar of wine and placed it in front of Weiqing, then laughed: "Heroes are young, Weiqing, you are indeed straightforward, if I were to tell you this, before we came here, I would plead for you on behalf of the Elders Guild to save you from trouble, then wouldn't you like to drink some wine to celebrate?" As he said that, he picked up the wine jar and finished it in one gulp. Then, he gave a signal with his eyes, and someone immediately placed a jar in front of Weiqing.    

Weiqing wanted to say something, but he could only shake his head helplessly. He swallowed all of it in one go, and his face immediately flushed red …    

Weiqing obviously knew what the two of them pouring wine for him meant.    

Generally speaking, cultivators could not get drunk and could completely force the alcohol out of their bodies, but there was one exception, and that was the injured. If it was a serious injury, especially one that had suffered internal injuries, once the God Power was used to force the person to drink, it was possible for the person to vomit blood and suffer backlash.    

Therefore, Mou Zhenloong wanted to use the wine to see just how serious Weiqing's injuries were!