Chapter 1991

"Xiaoran? What? There's no time. What are you talking about? Xiaoran The strong woman's shouting and shouting will bring Meng ran back to reality.

"Ah? It's nothing. I mean it's late. I have to teach you to practice quickly, or I'll be sleepy. "

Meng ran that ordinary face, forced to put out a smiling face, pretending to be tired and yawned.

However, song Shuling in the room knows Meng ran too well. The more she pretends to be relaxed, the more she explains the seriousness of the problem!

Especially the purple thunder and lightning just now, the God can be angry, want to split Meng ran alive, this let song Shuling how can they not worry?

Song Shuling stroked Aizi's forehead, tears whirled in her eyes and choked: "son, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me

Meng ran was so sad that she could not speed up song Shuling and her daughter in any case. She had to smile and say, "I am Meng Xianshi, who is not afraid of me in this China? Don't worry about me, mom

"OK, OK, mom, you are also the chairman of the company. How can you still cry when you are such a big person?"

Seeing that the consolation was not successful, Meng Ran's mind moved and used the method of provocation which had been tried repeatedly.

Sure enough.

Song Shuling, a powerful woman, has no resistance to Aizi's provocation. She instantly wipes away her tears and beats Meng ran with a smile and scolds:

"you bear child! It's not that you make trouble all day long! "

Meng ran shrugged his shoulders, a helpless look, his eyes, but inadvertently swept around one eye.

All the glass in the attic was broken, and the glass debris was splashing everywhere.

Fortunately, the attic was isolated by Meng ran in advance by magic. In addition to the purple lightning that had just been cut off, the Meng family's relatives in mengjiazu's house knew nothing about the situation of the attic.

The purple lightning flashed away again. The relatives said that they were shocked. But when they thought that Meng ran was living in the attic, no one dared to disturb him.

"My mother, you are a top-notch cultivation genius of fenglinggen. You don't have to remember the villains, so go around me this time." Meng ran intentionally digs the subject.

"Hum! Just know your mom I'm a genius! Ah, by the way, what kind of spiritual roots are your father and Fangfei? Is it immortal? " Song Shuling looks curious.

"Xianpin..."

Meng ran heard these two words, can not help but a burst of white eyes.

Feeling her mother, she really takes Xiuxian as drinking water. This level of Linggen is really Chinese cabbage.

When it comes to Linggen's grade, Meng Chang'an and Su Fangfei also immediately look over, especially Su Fangfei. On her beautiful jade face, she is nervous.

Meng ran regained his composure. "Fangfei's cousin is a middle-class mulinggen. As for his father, he..." Meng ran hesitated, looked at Meng Chang'an, and finally said, "my father is different from you. There is no spiritual root in his Qi mansion."

"Ah? Your dad, he doesn't have roots? Doesn't that mean he can't cultivate immortals

Song Shuling, who heard this result, was obviously much sadder than Meng Chang'an. Song Shuling had heard about Aizi for a long time. Those monks with advanced accomplishments often lived for thousands of years.

I'm a top notch fenglinggen. I think the future path of cultivation must be a smooth one, and the probability of surviving for tens of thousands of years is very high.

But

But if Meng Chang'an can't cultivate immortals, will their husband and wife separate Yin and Yang in the future?