Chapter 232

"I almost forgot that this bastard is a martial arts master! I'm worried about hurting this asshole! " Ning Feixuan hate the root of the teeth itching.

Especially when she saw the light smile on Meng Ran's face, she was very angry.

Ning Feixuan himself did not realize that, in front of people, Gao Leng was as cool as her. Why would she be so impolite to this mysterious young man who only met for the second time.

Even if he was the king of heaven, he did not realize that there was an invisible causal line falling down from the Ninth Heaven, which entangled him tightly with the woman in front of him, cutting it constantly, and restoring chaos

"If it is the owner of Lei Linggen, it seems that there are many secrets hidden on the earth that I don't know."

The power of thunder and lightning in ningfeixuan is clearly felt by Meng ran. It is definitely the power of Lei Linggen in the immortal cultivator, but it is not revealed in the form of magic power.

Meng Feixuan's control of thunder and lightning seems to be better at night, but she doesn't want to see it.

Seeing Meng Ran's sword finger cut out, several invisible blades appeared in the air, shooting Ning Feixuan away.

The wall of thunder and lightning in front of ningfeixuan was about to take shape, but it was suddenly pierced by these invisible wind blades. Only a few sounds of "zilazla" were heard.

Ning Feixuan's upper leather coat was actually cut with more than a dozen fingers in size. The snow-white skin like blood clotting was exposed to the air instantly.

Meng ran obviously intended to do it. The wind blade just separated Ning Feixuan's leather clothes, but did not hurt Ning Feixuan.

But even so, including the skinny monkey and muscle man, Ning Feixuan three people instantly a dead silence.

After a few seconds of inaction, I heard a scream that was enough to knock through the eardrum and rang through the banks of the eldest son river.

Ning Feixuan's eyes overflowed with two lines of clear tears, covering the upper body, blinking disappeared in the public's sight.

Meng ran looked at the way to leave, I do not know why the heart is suddenly filled with a sense of guilt, but also said to himself: "is it too much to do?"

However, when Meng ran turned his head, it was found that the muscle man and his face worshipped each other and gave him a thumbs up.

"Mr. Tai ran, we are really convinced. You are the first person who dares to be so arrogant and play hooligans on the captain!"

Meng Ran is also some speechless, and think of the vampire's problem, quickly asked two people.

……

At the same time, a medium-sized residential area near the changzijiang river.

The most inconspicuous six story building in the community, a gorgeous woman sat on the roof platform, holding her sexy legs in her hands, and buried her beautiful face deeply between her legs.

More heard the woman from time to time convulsion sobbing, very touching people.

Cool night wind blowing that head of wine red long hair, the woman's face all blocked, but it can not block the graceful figure.

Just as the woman was crying, there was a strong wind in the sky, and the dark clouds in the night sky were also scattered, and the bright moon was shining.

When Ning Feixuan looked up, he saw a startling scene:

under the bright moon, a young man in a white silver robe with cloud patterns on his chest actually came with a wooden sword!

The young man, with black hair and shawl, has a graceful appearance. His whole body exudes an ethereal temperament, just like an ancient sword immortal walking in the world.

Chen Ziyang!

Chen Xuanlong, a disciple of the real man, Chen xuanhu gate!

He is also the vice captain of the special department of China and the right arm of Ning Feixuan.

Ning Feixuan quietly wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes and looked at the handsome man from the imperial sword. He forced a faint smile on his face.

Chen Ziyang, who came from the imperial sword, stopped slowly over the roof of the house, and pinched by his back hand. The wooden sword immediately returned to the scabbard behind him.

And the man in white, with a warm smile like spring breeze, walked slowly to ningfeixuan.

"Sister Xuan, you really came to Jiangzhou."