Hearing Meng Ran's mouth, Fang rubing, wearing a white training suit, can't help but stand in front of Meng ran, and her beautiful jade face is full of surprise.

"Teacher, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

Seeing his beautiful apprentice's silly appearance, Meng ran couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. Then he poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fang rubing. He calmly said, "sit down."

Fang rubing took the tea, a sweet smile, "thank you, teacher."

Meng Ran is playing with the celadon teacup in the palm of his hand as if he had grasped the situation in China. His eyes were calm and he spoke softly.

"It has been three days since I was in the broadcasting building, killing the whole world. The news of the death of Jiang Shaofu, the special envoy of Yanjing, is not to say that Jiangbei, even Yanjing, must have been widely spread. "

Speaking of this, Meng ran could not help looking at his beautiful apprentice and said with a smile:

"in this case, he is now the leader of Jiangbei. Does he know that I have returned

Fang rubing naturally replied, "of course I know."

Meng Ran is still looking at his apprentice without saying anything. Fang rubing is still young and has just followed his own practice.

Both worldly experience and practice experience are extremely deficient.

Meng ran couldn't protect her all her life. In the future, when she stepped into the stars and practiced her own way, she had to break into it by herself.

Mortals strive for fame and wealth, while immortals fight for incense.

Where there are people, there will be intrigues. This has always been the case.

Now that she is on the earth, she has not really stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals. Meng ran wants Fang rubing to practice in the secular world and temper his mind.

Only when the mind of Tao is firm enough, can we go further on the road of practice.

In the end, it's like rootless duckweed that can't withstand the big wind and waves.

Fang rubing his picturesque eyebrows, he murmured to himself: "Wan Zhibin clearly knows that the teacher has returned. According to his temperament, he should have kowtowed to the teacher and pleaded for his life. But why is he so slow to show up? "

Fang rubing racked his brain and thought hard.

Meng is not in a hurry.

A few minutes later, the door of the apartment was opened, but Su Fangfei and song Shuling came in one after the other, carrying bags of fruit snacks.

Seeing Aizi with white hair, song Shuling's face was full of heartache and intolerance, "Xiaoran, your hair, alas..."

Su Da beauty's tears are also in the orbit of the son, come forward to hold Meng ran tightly.

Because there was no outside interference, Meng ran lived in the apartment, has been maintaining the true body of sapphire glaze body, no deliberate change in appearance.

At the moment, although his face is as handsome as a God, his long hair with a shawl has consumed part of his vitality due to the use of the eyes of years, which is already a piece of snow-white.

Meng ran thought there was something wrong with them. Seeing that the second daughter was worried about this matter, Meng couldn't help laughing and said:

"Mom, cousin Fangfei, I'm ok I'm going to practice in seclusion for a few days, and then the lost Shou yuan will come back. "

Song Shuling and Su Fangfei raised their heads fiercely, "really? Didn't you lie to us? "

Meng ran said with a smile: "how dare I cheat two beauties?"

"By the way, don't you come to me just to care about my hair?"

After hearing this, song Shuling hesitated to let her mother tangle up. At this point, Meng ran became more and more curious about what was going on.

Seeing that song Shuling was not easy to speak, Su Da Mei Mei, who was understanding, also explained with some sadness:

"Xiaoran, it was Uncle Meng who called and his cancer cells had spread..."