When Meng Jingtian heard his father’s words, the corners of his mouth twitched. His mother was already several decades old, but in his father’s mouth, she was still a girl!
“Old Meng, you’re Meng Shen’s father? Is that true?”At this moment.., in the crowd on the left, a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a set of exaggerated armor from a game nearly a hundred years ago, walked over and asked Meng Yuhua in disbelief.
“How could it be fake?”Meng Yuhua raised his eyebrows proudly and replied.
“Aiya! God Meng, Hello! Hello! My Son is your fan! Uncle, my name is Jiang Tie, old tie’s iron! I’m the leader of the axe gang, and your father is from Our Gang!”
Jiang tie wiped his hands on his body helplessly, only to discover that he was dressed in iron armor. He smiled awkwardly and extended his hand to shake Meng Jingtian’s hand, speaking warmly.
Wherever he went, he would have to worship a god!
He had heard from his son that this Meng Shen was the most powerful god in the game.