Chapter 1287

After a word, Meng ran turned into a blue god rainbow, toward the century Tiancheng No. 4 villa side, crazy shooting away!

In his last life, because of his association with Lu Shaoqian, Meng ran was quite familiar with Zhuangjian and Xue Longqing, who were in the upper class of Jiangnan.

As for the century Tiancheng villa group, they know it like the palm of one's hand. There is no need to inquire about the specific location. The worried Tairan xianzun has already rushed to the villa.

"Xiaoranzi!"

Yin Qingxue has never seen Meng ran appear this anxious appearance, her heart is full of worry.

"Pinglao, xiaoranzi must have met with something. Let's chase after him. I'm worried about xiaoranzi's accident."

Yin Qingxue couldn't help but hold the corner of Ping Lao's clothes and begged pathetically.

"Well, miss, wait for me for a moment."

However, Yin Ping urged his kung fu to seal several important acupoints for WAN Chengzhi, who died of excessive blood loss, and temporarily stopped his injury.

Looking at wanjiatai ziye, whose arms are worn out and his face is broken, he sighed in a low voice:

"with this boy, the land of China has been silent for a long time. I'm afraid it will never be calm again."

As if he remembered something, he suddenly turned around and solemnly told Yin Qingxue: "Miss, remember today's affairs, and never mention it to outsiders. What's more, this is the conflict between Meng ran and WAN Chengzhi. It has nothing to do with you. "

As soon as he said this, Yin Qingxue immediately pursed her small mouth and pinched her waist with both hands. She retorted with dissatisfaction on her face: "Ping Lao! Xiaoranzi fought with this villain to save me! What does it mean to have nothing to do with me? "

"Er..."

The master of Taiji held his forehead with his hand, and felt that his young lady's elbow had begun to turn outward

……

Jinghua Jinhu District, Jinghu Lake, century Tiancheng villa group, villa 4.

In the middle of the night, the house is full of lights.

Yue Muhai's visit to the south of the Yangtze River has brought 11 masters of the Yue family!

None of these eleven men have cultivated under the master!

Even among them, there are eight masters of Huajing!

This kind of battle is enough to go sideways in any province or region of China!

In addition to the two Huajing masters led away by Yue Muhai, the remaining nine Wudao masters are all gathered in villa No. 4, waiting for WAN Chengzhi and Yue Muhai to return.

"Fourth master, it's been a long time. Why haven't your highness and elder Yue come back? Is there any accident? "

A warrior, facing the middle-aged man in black in front of the window of the villa, asked in a worried voice.

In contrast, the middle-aged man in black, standing in front of the window with his hands on his back, seemed to appreciate the moonlight and said at will:

"Your Highness is the mother of ten thousand families, the body of thousands of gold. Who dares to move him? What's more, even if you meet a Luomen tycoon, you can retreat without any accident. "

"Boom

Just as the voice of the middle-aged man in black just fell, the door of the whole villa of Xue's was suddenly exploded!

This metal security door strengthened with special materials can block bullets, but it's as brittle as papyrus, and it's fragmented!

"What's going on?"

In the villa, a large number of warriors and bodyguards stood up one after another, staring at the door of the villa.

More than 20 bodyguards, without hesitation, pulled out the electric sticks and steel knives, and were in a desperate posture.

But see the smoke and dust, a whole body up and down exudes the glittering green awn of Wei An figure, step into!

"Today, the Xue family in the south of the Yangtze River is out of the world!"