After returning daoxuan to his room to rest, Chen Ziyang came to his elegant Pavilion.

After the door was locked to ensure that no one would enter his room, Chen Ziyang sat down with a gloomy face.

"Although the master has not said how to judge that this son is the one who should be robbed, since the master speaks, he will not make mistakes!"

"It's no wonder that you are the reincarnation of banished immortals," he said

Thinking of that young man's horrible identity, Chen Ziyang's face did not show half a look of fear, but even more ferocious said:

"I care whether you are banished immortal or god Buddha. Since you want my life, I will kill immortals against heaven!"

The handsome young man, who was originally handsome and handsome, was now full of fierce color, almost like a demon.

What's more, he took out an ancient scroll with a broken cover from his clothes. Vaguely, you can see the ancient characters on the cover, and it's amazing that it's: how to win yuan Jue!

As he rubbed the worn-out ancient scroll, Chen Ziyang suddenly had an idea

Meng ran got this book after he destroyed taiyimen. When he only looked at it, Meng ran lost interest and threw it to Ning Feixuan.

The reason why it appeared in Chen Ziyang's hands was that ningfeixuan sent Longhu Mountain to Jiangbei provincial capital base last time.

Ning Feixuan thought that daoxuan was still in seclusion, so he entrusted Chen Ziyang to keep it. But now it seems that the beloved disciple of daoxuan immortal did not mean to give it to his master

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These two days, Meng Ran has been staying in Qingxiu Dongju villa, meditation practice. The disturbance of the outside world has nothing to do with him.

In addition to yesterday morning, Meng ran asked Wan Zhibin to bring people over and install some aura. After that, nothing happened again.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Ran's practice was interrupted by a phone call. The caller was Mu Qingya.

Mu Qingya calls herself, not for anything else. She just wants Meng ran to accompany her to Shenghui hotel in the evening to attend a masquerade dance.

Originally, Meng ran didn't intend to go to the masquerade dance. It was not that Meng ran was afraid of any conspiracy, but disdain.

Meng Ran is now a sapphire glazed body, and his accomplishments are the pinnacle of his foundation construction. How many people in the world can accept the power of his fist?

If Meng Junbu is interested in the earth, he may be interested in it.

In addition, even if it is the peerless heaven and man, also can't mention Meng ran the slightest interest.

With such a good time, Meng ran would rather stay in the villa for meditation.

But Meng ran, after all, once promised Mu Qingya. This time, Mu Qingya specially invited herself to the past. In the face of this former friend, Meng ran was ruthless.

"Elegance is elegance, and Mu family is mu family. Why should I insist on distinguishing them?"

After figuring out this point, Meng ran naturally agreed to Mu Qingya meeting.

"Just in time, let's see which old friend it is. I'm so nostalgic about Meng."

With a smile, Meng ran jumped down from the roof platform of the villa and walked into the villa.

At this time, on the other side of Xiufeng mountain, seeing Mu Qingya hang up the phone, general mu, who is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, asks with a hopeful face: "how about, did Meng Shi promise to accompany you in the past?"

Mu Qingya nods heavily, tears fall in his eyes. Seeing this scene, Ning Feixuan on one side can't say that he is happy or sad. It's strange.

Mu old general saw this, nodded heavily and laughed happily: "good, good! As long as Meng Shi doesn't refuse, it shows that Mu family and he still have room for recovery. "

"I used to be an old man with dim eyes and no knowledge of real people. I never expected that master Meng could become a master of martial arts at his age. He is really a genius! As long as I can seize this opportunity, I can't worry about big things! "

The old general was bold and dry, quite a bit of that year's demeanor.

Seeing this scene, Ning Feixuan, on the other side, sighed in silence: "he is more than a martial arts master, he is the top of the Chinese heaven list!"