The master goes down the mountain: the daughter of the president cheated on me

Seeing Chu Feng mention Wusheng Palace, Xia Meng couldn't help but look at Chu Feng a few more times, and smiled at Chu Feng: "I really didn't expect that you know quite a lot, and you actually know about Wusheng Palace."

"Xia Meng, are you from Wu Sheng Palace?"

"Now that the matter has come to an end, I won't hide it from you anymore. I am from the Martial Saint Palace."

Then Chu Feng thought of a person, the master of Wu Sheng Palace, Shangguan Mengmeng.

I also remembered Prince Doula’s investigation into Xia Meng’s true identity. Xia Meng was not her real name.

Chu Feng's heart tightened as he understood Xia Meng's true identity.

"The master of Wu Sheng Palace is called Shangguan Mengmeng. Miss Xia Meng, this is your real name."

Xia Meng glared at Chu Feng coldly and said, "You understand so much. It seems that you are not an ordinary person."

Chu Feng looked straight at Xia Meng, wondering if she already knew my true identity?

Also, I refused Master Taixuan’s request and went to kneel down to Shangguan Mengmeng of Wusheng Palace. Unexpectedly, I met Shangguan Mengmeng.

Is this a mistake or a coincidence?

Seeing Xia Meng still staring at him, Chu Feng smiled and said, "I think I'm pretty ordinary. I wonder what Miss Xia Meng means by being extraordinary?"

"Is it normal to know my true identity? Tell me, how do you know my true identity?"

When Xia Meng said this, she clearly admitted that she was Shangguan Mengmeng.

"Does Master Taixuan know?"

Xia Meng smiled and said: "Of course I know this old man. In the past few years, he went to Wusheng Palace for pilgrimage every year. In the past two years, he said he was old and has not gone. I think he is just pretending."

Of course, Chu Feng couldn't say that Master Taixuan was faking, and said calmly: "Master Taixuan is already 110. How can his health be better? He is certainly not lying to you."

"How do you know Master Taixuan?"

"I know you when I see a doctor. Should I call you Xia Meng now, or Shangguan Mengmeng?"

"You can do whatever you want, but I think Xia Meng sounds better, at least better than Shangguan Mengmeng."

Chu Feng smiled and said: "Actually, your name is Shangguan Meng. It's quite good. Why do you need to add a dream? Shangguan Mengmeng, it looks like the name of a cartoon character."

A look of helplessness flashed across Xia Mengqiao's face.

"Originally, my name was Shangguan Meng. When I registered for registration, the staff member was eight hundred degrees short-sighted and had double vision, so he added the word Meng. From then on, I added Guan Mengmeng. As for Xia Meng, I came out I use this name when I play,”

"Haha, that's it. Then I will continue to call you Xia Meng. May I ask, where is the Holy Land of the Martial Arts World, the Martial Saint Palace?"

"Martial arts in the world originated from the Dragon Kingdom, and the location of Wu Sheng Palace is at the foot of the Xuanwu Mountain in the Dragon Kingdom."

Xuanwu Mountain?

That is a mountain range in the north of Dragon Kingdom. The mountain range stretches for [-] kilometers and is very spectacular and majestic.

Chu Feng was very surprised that the holy land in the martial arts world was in Xuanwu Mountain.

"Miss Xia Meng, did you come to the Middle East just for tourism?"

"Of course it's for travel. I came out just to be in a good mood. I didn't expect to meet Lin Wulang and others. It was really disappointing."

"What's the real purpose of ghost catching you?"

"It's very simple. Wusheng Palace is the highest honor in the martial arts world, but that ghost always believed that Black Water is the authentic place in the martial arts world, so he arrested me because he wanted to use me to blackmail my father and make my father admit this. .”

"Your father is the real master of Wu Sheng Palace, isn't he?"

"Of course it's my father."

"The Wusheng Palace is the place of highest honor in the martial arts world, and your father is the master of the Wusheng Palace. The ghost can't defeat your father, so it uses such despicable methods to deal with you, isn't it?"

"Wrong. It's not that the ghost can't defeat my father. It's that he has never been to the Dragon Kingdom and has no chance to compete with my father. Maybe he doesn't take my father seriously at all."

Chu Feng asked with a smile: "How powerful is this ghost?"

"Let's put it this way, he is the master of Eastern martial arts. No one knows his true strength. Do you know the King of Destruction of the mercenary group?"

Chu Feng nodded: "I know you."

"The skill of the King of Destruction is already very impressive, but it is said that the ghost has reached the strength of the King of Destruction 30 years ago. Now 30 years have passed, who knows how terrifying he will become."

Seeing that Prince Doula was listening seriously, Xia Meng laughed and said: "Prince Doula, take your guards and leave quickly. Don't interfere in our affairs."

Dora's face was filled with shame.

"Miss Xia Meng, today the prince brought some second-rate goods. There are many powerful characters under my prince. I will transfer some to protect Miss Xia Meng."

Xia Meng's lips curved: "Let them protect you. Do I need their protection? Let your people leave my home immediately."

Prince Doula waved his hand, and the guards behind him hurriedly withdrew.

Xia Meng pointed at Dora: "Why don't you go out?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Prince Doula's face.

His majestic chief prince was really embarrassed today.

Chu Feng saw it and smiled lightly: "Xia Meng, Prince Doula is a prince of a country, can you give me some face?"

"I have already given him face, otherwise, I would have kicked him out long ago."

The embarrassment on Prince Doula's face became even stronger, and he put his head in front of Chu Feng's ear.

"After being a prince for so many years, all the women have knelt down to me. Today I met a woman who didn't. It's quite new. I like this woman."

"Prince Doula, Xia Meng is only 20 years old. Haha, be mentally prepared. Besides, I feel that you two are from two different worlds."

The implication of Chu Feng's words is very clear, Prince Doula and Xia Meng are impossible.

"Can I throw money at it?" said Dora.

Chu Feng smiled. This prince, whose assets were worth hundreds of millions of dollars, had as many as forty luxury cars in the garage alone.

Xia Meng, the mistress of Wu Sheng Palace, throwing money at her will naturally not work.

The key point is that Wusheng Palace will not be a pauper. Otherwise, can Xia Meng own such a large mansion in the city of Fujairah?

"Hey, Prince Dora, many princesses from royal families in the Middle East are waiting to marry you. This is a perfect match. As for Xia Meng, just treat it as a friend."

In fact, Prince Doula pursued Xia Meng, of course, not for marriage, but because he wanted Xia Meng to become one of the many women in his bed.

Now it seems that this wish will not be realized at all.

"Haha, okay, just treat it as a friend. Miss Xia Meng, just feel free to play in Fujia. All expenses will be recorded in my account. Also, if you want to go out to sea, you can borrow my private yacht. You play for two days.”

"No, I'm just staying in Fujairah for a few days. I'll go to Dubai soon."

Turning to look at Chu Feng and Su Qing, Xia Meng smiled and said, "Would you like to go to Dubai?"

Chu Feng shook his head: "No need, we still have important things to do."

Su Qing looked back and saw that the important thing Chu Feng mentioned was naturally taking wedding photos.

"Okay then, let's meet again when we are destined."

Chu Feng, Doula and others left Xia Meng's home, and the group said goodbye.

Back at Tianlong Palace, Chu Feng called Wu Wei and others over, and after some explanations, he and Su Qing embarked on a wedding photo tour.

It is said to be a wedding photo shoot, but it is actually a trip.

The shooting background includes most of the tourist attractions in the Middle East.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. During this month, Su Qing had been in a state of excitement.

After taking the wedding photos, Amelia Su breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, the two of them were standing in front of the glass window of Dubai's most luxurious Burj Al Arab Hotel.

It was midsummer, and Su Qing was wearing a floral skirt.

"Chu Feng, we've finished taking the wedding photos, and we've had enough fun. Is it time to go back?"

"Where do you want to go back, the Imperial City or Linhai?"

Su Qing rolled her eyes at Chu Feng: "What do you think, of course I'm going back to Linhai. It's less than two months until the ninth day of September. Isn't it time to prepare?"

"Haha, don't worry, on September [-]th, I will definitely marry you home in the most beautiful way."

"What kind of scenery method?" Su Qing asked with a smile.

"Haha, there will be people flying in the sky and people running on the ground. It will definitely be a wedding of the century."

Su Qing smiled expectantly.