Chapter 697

The voice is Shen Shuchen?

Meng ran looked sideways, but saw the edge of the stage, mouth bleeding Shen Da star, curled up on the ground, looking at himself in horror, as if to see the devil.

Beside him, eight beautiful dance girls with hot body, long stockings and high-heeled leather boots were obviously frightened by the terrible scene. But when they saw Meng Ran's perfect face, they felt their hearts pounding, just like a crazy girl

Meng ran just lightly swept everybody one eye, then again with Hua Jingtao two people on.

At this time, there are two figures in the scene of the concert, which are howling and rioting. They are at a loss.

Only because the golden mask of the two people is shining, holy and noble, just like the body protecting golden gang of Buddhism Tantra, without any invasion.

AI Siying, the beauty host, still keeps the action of live broadcast. She stretches her arms and takes a self portrait of herself. For fans sitting in front of the computer, she broadcasts the scene of Shen Shuchen's concert.

But at the moment, the live broadcast of the concert seems It seems to have gone off.

More than 80000 fans watched the battle of heaven and man through the live room of Siying's appointment, and saw the golden mask that protected AI Siying and Zhang Tao.

At this moment, AI Siying's live broadcasting room is full of "I Cao" and "66666", which has occupied the whole screen of AI Siying's mobile phone.

At that time in 2010, the live broadcasting industry was just in its infancy. As a beautiful anchor like AI Siying, she was already a big anchor, and her popularity was about 10000 or 20000. However, at this moment, the battle between man and nature made the popularity of AI Siying's live broadcasting room soar.

Even the CEO of this beautiful live broadcasting platform appeared in AI Siying's studio, directly brushed up her gifts and took the lead in asking her to broadcast the battle of heaven and man for everyone

AI Siying is in the same place, and Zhang Tao is in the same place.

Just now, Meng ran and King Kong had a fight, and the real Qi wave swept through the whole concert site. Thousands of audiences were affected. Although there were no casualties, the viscera were also hot. The stomach was full of rivers and seas, and the sour water was spitting out.

Only AI Siying and Zhang Tao were unhurt.

Only when the air waves swept by, Zhang Tao's body protecting jade talisman was inspired and protected by himself.

But these two people are still in a fog. Zhang Tao, a bookworm, is even more stunned. It is obvious that the world outlook that has been established for many years has collapsed

While the two are in a daze, the three people in the ruins of the stage are cold confrontation.

"Boss, is this boy a man or a ghost? How did he become like this?"

King Kong, who coughs up blood, is full of fear, and glances at the peerless figure of the whole body which is shining green.

Hua Jingtao is also looking at Meng ran. His face is cloudy and clear. He says with great solemnity: "it seems that boss is right. This boy is absolutely a banished immortal. His breath is so strange that he doesn't look like an ordinary human being."

King Kong swallowed the blood foam in his mouth and said in a trembling voice, "that boss, we?"

However, Hua Jingtao was awe inspiring and said with a laugh: "if you are really a banished immortal, you can see the elegant demeanor of banished immortals in your lifetime. I have no regrets in this life."

Meng ran flicked his finger and said in a cold voice, "since there is no regret, you can go and die."

After that, Meng ran cut the seven foot sword in his hand, but saw Hua Jingtao's windbreaker. The whole person turned into a meteor and shot towards the center of the sparkling Jinghu Lake.

Seeing this, Meng ran sneered and whispered to the spirit of dragon and horse not far away. Then he ran away and went after Hua Jingtao.

At the same time, Huahai City, Jiangbei provincial capital, special departments secret base.

Ning Feixuan and others looked at the live video on the thin monkey's notebook, their delicate bodies trembled, and their enchanting face was a piece of iron green color. They wanted to kill some bastard.

Ning Feixuan was about to get angry, but the thin monkey thought of something and suddenly said:

"Captain, something is wrong! Mr. Meng was still in Jiangzhou a few days ago. How did people in Luomen know that he was in Jiangnan? "