Ninety-third bowl of soup (15)

Seeing the human figure on the thick elevator door, Meng Xingzhen and Qinghuan looked at each other for three seconds and quickly opened the door. But the one who hit her was Meng Xingzhen's master Meng Xinghua. She had been covered in scars on her body, and after seeing Meng Xingzhen, she even vomited blood.

"Master! Master!" Meng Xingzhen roared, helped Meng Xinghua up from the ground, took out a small bottle and poured out two pills and fed them: "Master, eat it quickly." Because of the huge grief, his hands were trembling.

Meng Xingzhen told Qinghuan that his master specializes in alchemy and practices medicine. She should ask what medicine should be effective and what it should be used to pick it up at will, but she can't do it if she wants to fight. Meng Po's lineage is obeying the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and each has its own specialties. To put it bluntly, their master and apprentice are the backings of other masters. In the game, they call nanny and are responsible for replenishment and treatment assistance. They have never done it with real guns and ammunition. However, this time the enemy is different from the past and is the knot of the previous generation. If they cannot break it in their hands, they will have no face to meet the elders of the masters when they get off the Huangquan in the future.

"Feng Ran! You beast! I can't spare you if you hurt my junior sister!"

Everyone else was very angry when they saw Meng Xinghua being injured, especially Meng Daxian. Their brothers had a very good relationship, but it must be said that Meng Xinghua was more important than his life. Over the years, he wandered around. If he had not had the care and help from his junior sister, he would have fallen into a stinky ditch. Back then, he was separated from his beloved person. If the junior sister had not cursed himself in time, he would have given up on himself.

Everyone was ready, but Qinghuan stood aside and looked at the man surrounded by everyone.

He looked... too young, as if he was from the same generation as Meng Xingzhen. But Meng Daxian said that Feng Ran was the eldest disciple accepted by the previous master. He was older than any of their fellow brothers and was the first to get started. He should not be in his twenties no matter what. Meng Daxian is over 10 years old this year, and Feng Ran should be about fifty years old, but he looks really, very young, even younger than Meng Xingzhen.

What's going on?

"If I remember correctly, the name my master gave me back then was Feng Xingran. All of you orphans are surnamed Meng. Although I don't have surnames Meng, they are also disciples of the Meng Po lineage." Feng Ran chuckled softly. He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. When he smiled, he was full of evil spirits and looked very beautiful.

"You have been expelled from the master's sect long ago and are not qualified to use the word "star" again! Today you'd better hand over the master's sect's treasure, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

"Give me aside?" Feng Ran smiled disdainfully. "Look at the virtues of you people. Does Master want you to pass on the Meng Po lineage? I recite the mental method of the Meng Po lineage, practice the Meng Po lineage, and practice the Taoist technique of the Meng Po lineage. I am even your senior brother! Why am I expelled from the master? I am the biggest in this generation, and I have the final say. I am the real leader. Do you think you want to expel me from the master? What are you?"

With a wave of his hand, a yellow talisman flew out and nailed Meng Daxian to the wall. Feng Ran smiled and said, "After I left, did the master give up on himself? I took a waste disciple like you? You are not as talented as me. The height I have reached is something you can't match in your life. What kind of majesty are you showing off in front of me? Even the master is not as good as me, let alone you?"

After saying that, he smiled mysteriously: "You probably don't know either, right? That secret."

"Uncle Feng."

It's Wu Fan!

He walked to Feng Ran with a smile and showed a sarcastic smile to the injured: "I advise you to admit defeat earlier and admit your mistake to Uncle Feng. Maybe he can still have a chance to leave your life."

"You--" Meng Xingzhen clenched her fists angrily, but was grabbed by Meng Xinghua. She was covered in blood, but she shook her head and told him not to be impulsive.

They were all careless. Even after making complete preparations, they didn't expect that Feng Ran would do all of this. How dare this person abused the astrological technique like this! Today they were afraid that they would all explain it here. They didn't let Meng Xingzhen come, but they thought that if there was an accident, at least one person would be left in the sect, because in Meng Xingzhen's generation, he was the youngest and most promising.

But now, is it really God going to kill me?

"You, you, you are so stupid for decades." Feng Ran sighed. From beginning to end, he never cared about others. These brothers and sisters who had been with him day and night were nothing in his heart. If they had something like feelings, they would become weak. How could he allow himself to become like that? "Die at ease, don't worry, Meng Po's lineage will not become extinct. I will carry it forward. After all, this name is still very useful. If the master is still alive, I really want him to see if it is me or you are better. Junior brother, do you know? My pretending to admit my mistakes and repentance made the master soften his heart. His biggest weakness in his life is compassion. As a result, he died at my hands. Do you know what he said to me? He said that one day, you will kill me, which is the result he calculated."

"Hahahahahahaha-Is it ridiculous? I obviously killed you today!"

Feng Ran had already used a spell to control everyone. He turned a blind eye to Qing Huan, who was not threatening at all, and just sighed: "Where did the little girl come from? She is so beautiful. Such beauty should not age. So, after I finish cooking these scums in the master's sect, I will take good care of you."

Qing Huan asked: "How old are you this year?"

Feng Ran exclaimed: "Miss, what are you doing when you ask such a question?"

"Even if you have the skills to keep your eyes open, it's impossible. Those victims killed by Wu Fan, the lifespan of those children... have you taken away?"

Feng Ran exclaimed: "You are smarter than my useless junior brother. Not bad. All of this was designed on purpose. My junior brother has been chasing me for so many years, and I am annoyed. Either he dies or I die. Since I don't want to die, I have to let him die."

Wu Fan was a little nervous: "Uncle Feng..."

"Don't be afraid." Feng Ran said gently. "They are all going to die. We have to let them be a wise ghost, right?"

Then he sat on the sofa and played with a yellow talisman in his hand: "Xiaofan, this child likes children, so I made a few for him to play with. But the parents of these children have a special birth date and horoscope, just like my parents, so their fate is similar to mine. If I take it away at a specific time, I can absorb their lifespan as my own. After that, as long as the mark of the red shore flower is stamped on their heavenly spirit, my younger brother who has not grown up will stare at it like a honey fly-tsk, I am also very upset."

Wu Fan frowned, and Feng Ran comforted: "Don't worry, in my field, any surveillance and eavesdropping device will fail, not to mention that you know, no evidence will be discovered."

"But you gave us evidence, that box." Qing Huan said. "Wu Fan uses plastic bags, why do you use that box? Didn't you give us the chance to find Wu Fan?"

Meng Xingzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Wu Fan, do you know that you are plotting against Hubi? He will kill you!"

"Fuck! How could Uncle Feng kill me! He is my mother's lover!"

What?

Feng Ran blinked at Meng Daxian, "Guess what Wu Fan's mother is named?"

Meng Daxian suddenly widened his eyes.

Qinghuan remembered Meng Daxian's lover who had no chance, and the woman he met in the Wu family villa that day - this can explain why Feng Ran used the suitcase as a clue to let them find Wu Fan, because Wu Fan was the son of Meng Daxian's lover, and everything he did was to torture Meng Daxian!

That woman is gentle and kind, if her son is found to be a perverted serial murderer—

"Uncle Feng?"

"It's okay, you don't have to care. Uncle Feng takes care of you like this, how could he harm you?" Feng Ran sighed, "Actually, I have to kill you, but if you don't want to listen to my hunger and do things for me, then you can't let you live. Junior brother, Master died so early, although I stabbed him, it's also life. Since ancient times, our Meng Po lineage has inherited the astrological signs and gossips, and we have not lived for a long time. This will cost a short life to watch the secrets of heaven. I want this power, but I don't want to die, so... aren't you moved? You know, there are gods in this world."

Qinghuan wanted to laugh: "Do you want to become an immortal?"

Feng Ran admitted shamelessly: "Not bad."

She resisted not to make herself laugh: "The fairy world has been blocked, and the immortals inside have probably turned into a pile of rotten bones. If you want to become an immortal, you must have the ability to go to God."

There are people who want to go to that kind of place.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Ran was actually angry. He was not angry, but was unhappy by Qing Huan's words. "What do children know? This was something my master accidentally revealed when he was drunk. Will he still lie to me?"

Qinghuan: "..." So the death of your two masters comes from a drunken word. If you take it seriously, you just want to kill your master and seize the treasure? Because Meng Po's lineage follows the destiny of heaven and does not cultivate immortality?

Very good, very perfect.

"Okay, Junior Brother, I have said so much nonsense. The reason why you can live to this day is to tell me the inheritance given to you by Master." What is the inheritance that will only be told to your disciple before you die?
Chapter completed!