Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 910: The ninety-third bowl of soup (sixteen)

The ninety-third bowl of soup (sixteen)

Meng Daxian sneered, "You should know that even if you kill us all, I can't tell you."

"Of course I know." Feng Ran said regretfully, "You guys are just too rigid, the Meng Po lineage has such a powerful force but is unknown, we could have become the people who dominate the world, why is this power But it is used to protect civilians? Junior brother, look at Master, look at you, what kind of life do you live? You deal with ghosts all day long, and you don’t even know if you can live to see the sun tomorrow.”

"So don't worry, I'll cast a spirit spell on you, so I'll know everything in your head."

He is ruthless towards the master who raised him, let alone these younger brothers and sisters? From Feng Ran's point of view, they were all obstacles on his way to immortality. The only master was killed by him, and Meng Daxian was even more worthless.

Feng Ran is destined to live beyond the age of fifty-five. This is the hurdle in his life, and because of this, he resents his master very much. Since he has the ability to change his life by stealing, why he refuses to teach him? Why don't you let him live? The old ancestors handed down such a skill, it is to be used, otherwise what do you learn from it?

But it doesn't matter. Since the master refuses to save him, he can save himself. What is destined, he can still live a few hundred years old now? With the Shouyuan taken from those children with the same fate, who can say that he is a short-lived ghost? As for Wu Fan - the reason why this little pervert was selected is because he is the son of Meng Daxian's first love, and he used it to make Meng Daxian unhappy. Feng Ran is a narrow-minded person. If anyone offends him, he will try to make people look ugly.

Meng Daxian gritted his teeth. He had already made a decision in his heart. If he really couldn't escape this disaster today, he would rather commit suicide here than let Feng Ran get anything from him.

Feng Ran drew a talisman and conjured a delicate umbrella out of thin air. The golden light was wrapped around the tip of the umbrella, and it touched the center of Meng Daxian's eyebrows. It was about to sink in - a hand grabbed his finger.

"I like him very much. If you kill him, I won't agree. Besides, my umbrella is passed down to my apprentice, why should you use it."

Feng Ran felt that he had no strength in his body. He was shocked, but his face did not show any signs. He didn't care about this girl just now, just because she was born exceptionally beautiful, and she didn't have the anger of a cultivator, so he didn't kill her immediately, but how did he know it became a big problem for his confidant. "You... let go, let go..."

Actually, it seems that Qing Huan is holding his fingers and surrounds the golden light in the palm, but Feng Ran can't even speak smoothly. His powerful ability is crushed in front of Qing Huan. It's like a newborn baby, helpless.

"Let go? Don't you want to become an immortal? If I let go, who will lead you to soar?" Qing smiled happily. "That's the place I've sealed up, and no one can open it except me. I'm afraid the immortal prince inside is already rotten to the bone. Since you want to go, I'll send you there. It's just that I'm here to tell you. Wake up, it's okay that the immortals are dead, if not, you, a human with a little cultivation, are the most delicious food for them."

Her fluttering words made the disciples of Po Meng's line widen their eyes. The generation of Meng Xingzhen is not yet known, but Meng Daxian's generation has been inherited before the death of the masters, and they know that there is actually a fairyland in this world. Come, but the gate of the immortal world has been sealed, and it has become a cage with no exit. Those immortals can't get down, and mortals can't get up. It is precisely because of this that there are fewer and fewer people cultivating immortals, and now there are almost no more.

The fairy world was sealed by their ancestors. This little girl just said...

Meng Daxian was in a cold sweat. Everyone in Meng Po's lineage knows that the patriarch may still be alive in some corner of the world. This event has been passed down from generation to generation, but thousands of years have passed, and the patriarch has never seen him again. , so they only regard it as a legend. But if it's true...Fuck, has he ever scolded the patriarch as a little **** who robbed him of his job? Have you ever rubbed someone's string?

"Who, who are you?!" Feng Ran was terrified. He had always been confident in himself, and felt that he was the most powerful person in the world. He had no rivals in the entire division. He has been ruined, and if it is handed over to him, why can't it be carried forward and known to the world?

"I founded the Meng Po lineage, but it's my disciples who passed it down. Since you call me Patriarch, then I naturally have to bear the title." Qing smiled and put Feng Ran held it in his hand like a dead dog, "My own child, how can I be bullied by outsiders."

Feng Ran doesn't count as her apprentice and grandson, so she doesn't look down on such things.

"Your master should have done the math for you, right?" Qing Huan asked. "Short-lived, you can't live beyond fifty-five. This is probably the reason why you took the risk. However, your master's ability is not big enough, and it is far from my first apprentice. Everyone has two fates, these two There is a choice of destiny, whether it is the way of heaven or the law, it will not forcibly restrain people's hearts. For example, if you are filial to your master and treat your brothers and sisters well, even though you are only fifty-five years old in your life, you will be able to make a name for yourself in history. Respected by future generations. However, you are thinking of some evil ways, and you have changed your life. Let alone fifty-five, I don't think you can even survive fifty-two."

"This year, you are almost fifty-two, right?"

"Since you want to become an immortal, you don't have to spend so much trouble. I'll send you directly to the place you want to go, but it's unknown if it's as beautiful as you imagined."

She held Feng Ran with one hand and touched his eyebrows with the other, and Feng Ran immediately disappeared out of thin air.

Qing Huan turned around and snapped her fingers. This floor was restored to its original state, including the spells and scars on Meng Daxian and others. "People's fate is not static, but the opportunity for change is hard to come by. Looking at the fate of the heavenly change, you will be on the right track no matter what. You should be buried here, but because of me, the fate is also fate, don't care."

"You...you are really..." Meng Daxian couldn't straighten his tongue.

"I am."

"But...you, ah no, it's you, you, how could you..."

"You don't have to ask this, it's not good to know too much." Qing Huan turned to look at Wu Fan, "Do you have anything to say about the children you killed?"

Wu Fan was stunned by this beyond reality for a long time, Meng Xingzhen walked over and tied him up, not even daring to raise his eyes. He really couldn't believe what he saw and what he knew... The person who thought he didn't exist suddenly appeared in front of him... God, is he dreaming now?

"Master, Feng Ran—" Meng Xinghua still didn't understand. "Is he not coming back?"

"No." I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I want to. If Xianjun died, he would starve to death inside. Xianjun didn't die... Then it can only be eaten as a delicious meal. . "I'm glad you're all fine."

Obviously she looks like a teenage girl, her brows, eyes and smiles are even a little naive, but for no reason, the eyes of these elderly brothers and sisters are red. They all know that there was such a person once, and the legend hidden in the hearts of every generation of disciples is not groundless.

"I will stay here for a few days. From the time when there was still a moon girl to now, the world has been turbulent, and I am afraid that what I have handed down at the beginning is only a rough idea. Your skills are better than mine. Disciples, it's not a star and a half." Qing Huan took back the water and fire umbrella that Feng Ran took back. "This water and fire umbrella was passed on to my apprentice when I left. Now I will take it away. As compensation, I will give each of you a magic weapon and teach you the Taoist method of cultivating the beasts of your destiny. If you go back to the world, you will still be able to hear the name of Meng Po's lineage."

Her apprentices are gone, so there is no need for this umbrella to be passed on.

It used to be meticulously forged and forged by her senior brothers, and she passed it on to her own disciples. Now back to her, it's as if those memories are still vivid.

The people were overjoyed to hear that she was going to preach in person. They wanted to kneel, but found they couldn't.

"It's not rare to get these red tapes." Qing Huan sighed softly. "You guys go back to freshen up first, I won't leave, Xingzhen, you will send Wu Fan to the police station."

"You have no evidence! You can't arrest me!" Wu Fan shouted, "I'm innocent! I'm going to sue you for libel! Do you know who my dad is?!"

Meng Daxian closed her eyes when she thought of Wu Fan's mother.

Meng Xingzhen kicked him: "Who said there is no evidence? Do you really think Feng Ran is really helping you? The last deceased caught you, do you remember? His fingernails have yours in them. Flesh tissue, and every victim has your body | fluids, what a fool, really think we can't find you? As long as you extract your DNA for comparison, your murderer's identity can't escape! Your father is the king I'm useless!"

Want to cover the sky with one hand? Don't ask if anyone else will answer.

Qing Huan told him: "Remember to go to the hospital and tell Zhong Xun the news, and also remember to tell him, live in the moment."

"Yes, Shizu."

Meng Xingzhen dared to joke with Qing Huan before, but now he is respectful and respectful. After all, he still wants to please her old man and learn some skills, so as to save more people in the future.

"That's right." Qing Huan remembered something. "What exactly is your inheritance? Passed down from generation to generation, it should have started from my apprentices? What did they say?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly became odd.