Campus belle's cultivation master

The scene was in chaos, with all the noise, yelling and fighting coming together.

Wang chengtan sat on the ground, covered with mud, staring at what happened in front of him. He couldn't come back for a long time. He was all muddled. He couldn't figure it out anyway. How could things turn out like this?

Until Chen Yanran steps briskly from the distance, the bottom of the eyes implies a trace of disdain to take a look at him, coldly asked: "what else do you want to do? Do you want to die? "

Wang Cheng's spirit came in a moment, and his body leaped up with excitement: "Miss Chen! Where have you been? I... I've been looking for you... "

See the other party to come, Chen Yanran busily moved back two steps, out of the jade hand between the two people, frown up Daimei: "stop, don't leave me so close."

"Well, well, I won't move." Wang Cheng stopped and looked around anxiously. "You shouldn't have come here at this time. Things are in trouble. We should have listened to you and left here early. Now..."

Before his words fell, several fierce practitioners rushed over and wanted to catch them. However, they are a few meters away from Chen Yanran, but they suddenly stop. Their eyes are blazing and their expressions are a little silly.

Just because this woman is so beautiful, beautiful to the bottom of my heart surging up an impulse, but just reluctant to start offensive.

Wang Cheng took advantage of this opportunity to yell: "fifth uncle! Fifth uncle! Help us

The masters of the Wang family in Yanjing, though many of them are strong in martial arts, have no choice but to have a low level of Daoism, and their combat power is far from equal to that of Wang Yuanlang's practitioners.

After a while, they were all subdued, and some of them were beaten to death.

Wang yunmiao heard his nephew's cry and said to Wang Yuanlang: "Mr. Wang, that's my nephew and the son of our master. I can't move..."

Wang Yuanlang frowned and squinted: "how can there be a woman?"

Wang Cheng jumped and yelled: "Uncle Wu! Fifth uncle! Help

Wang yunmiao was full of impatience, but he had to say: "Master Wang, this woman... Can't move, please."

Wang Yuanlang snorted coldly and gave his followers a wink. The eyes of those practitioners gouged out a few eyes on Chen Yanran's bumpy and graceful body. They were reluctant to leave.

Wang Chengru was granted amnesty, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and quickly came over with Chen Yanran. She comforted her with her kind words: "Miss Chen, don't worry, don't panic, I will protect you..."

Chen Yanran's beautiful eyes swept coldly: "you should be in a panic, right?"

Wang Cheng

When she got near, Chen Yanran looked at the bloody altar, covered her mouth and nose with her jade hand, frowned in disgust, and muttered softly: "it's disgusting..."

Such a scene, let her mind a moment back to a few years ago, jia'an Chen family was destroyed that night. It's disgusting. They're on a par.

These people, whether Wang Yuanlang, Wang yunmiao or Lu Yang, were surprised to see that a weak woman faced with such a scene didn't panic at all. They were more calm than these old men.

Wang yunmiao and Lu Yang look at each other, and they can see the deep meaning of each other's eyes

This woman, absolutely not simple!

Lu Yang if have deep meaning of ask: "Miss Chen, excuse me Zhang Xing little brother... Where?"

Chen Yanran calm smile: "estimated to be scared away."

"He ran away..." Wang yunmiao fixed his eyes on her and asked coldly, "why don't you run? What are you doing here? "

Chen Yanran's narrow and beautiful eyes blinked, and her tone was calm: "can you watch the excitement?"

Wang yunmiao's body stagnated, and she gasped for breath. For a long time, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't spit out a word.

Watching? Schadenfreude, should it be so obvious?

Wang Yuanlang raised his hand and stroked the sparse white beard under his jaw, and shook his head with a smile: "ha ha, this little girl is still a little interesting..."

The dozens of masters of the Wang family were all captured and put on the altar in the center. Some people complained and scolded

"Five Ye! Fifth master, help! Anyway, I've been with you for so many years, and I've got no credit for it. How can I bear to... "

"Wang yunmiao! Damn your ancestors! I'm blind. I've been working hard with you for so many years. I'll never let you go as a ghost! "

"Spare me, spare me, I don't want to die..."

Wang yunmiao's face was blue and white, and his body was shaking. His hands were loose and loose, and he was a little reluctant. After all, these are the elite of the Yanjing Wang family. It took a lot of hard work to cultivate them. If we cut them like this, everyone would feel distressed.

"Master Wang, among these people..." his eyes twitched slightly, his voice was difficult, "but there are also practitioners who have entered the Tao..."

"Oh, now is the general trend of Reiki recovery. What's the point of entering the Tao? There will be more and more such goods in the future, such as wild dogs everywhere. " Wang Yuanlang said coldly, "Mr. Wang, do you know what we did before you came?"

Without waiting for the other party's response, he just raised his hand to point down the hill, pointed to a pile of rotten and smelly corpses, and his old eyes quietly filled with a touch of ruthlessness: "those... Are our own people..."

Wang yunmiao, Lu Yang and others looked in the direction he pointed out and found that the clothes of the corpse there were obviously different from those of other places, and their cheeks turned pale immediately.

It's cruel. In order to achieve the goal, even my own people are killed

"Mr. Wang, do you understand now?" Wang Yuanlang said with a smile, "the weak can only be slaughtered. This is destiny."

Wang yunmiao was drenched in cold sweat and hung his head down. He didn't dare to speak.

"Do it!" Wang Yuanlang directed at the bottom of the low command, immediately those practitioners will take out the blade, straight cut down.

With their heads tumbling and blood surging, dozens of masters of the Yanjing Wang family came to West Yunnan all the way, but they lost their lives in an instant.

With their blood pouring into the ditch on the altar, the whole face of the huge charm are flashing with a strange scarlet, like magma boiling violently. Even the rusty bronze statues in the center seem to have life, humming and trembling, bursting out with dazzling blood awns.

The black robed man came from the highest hillside in the distance. He stepped on the void, standing more than 20 meters above the altar, like a standing statue.

"Not enough..." he was hiding under his black robe, muttering hoarsely