Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

More than two hours later, at the door of rose love cafe.

Looking at the gradually blurred figure, Meng ran whispered to himself:

"the head of the six heavenly beings is comparable to Shen chuanting, two S-level talents, one Kendo master in Japan, one combat madman with flesh body comparable to Buddha's golden body arhat, and the last one is the king of killers who is good at hiding."

"No wonder it can shock Eurasia. It's almost invincible."

In the past two hours, Ning Feixuan told Meng ran all the information he knew about Luomen.

According to Meng Ran's estimation, he has no pressure on the three gods and men with his present combat power. If the six giants of Luomen come out together, Meng ran must use this kind of magic art, such as the cold against the water or the ice emperor.

Really speaking, these are not enough to make Meng ran feel pressure. The only thing that makes Meng ran a little surprised is that there will be spiritual powers on earth.

It should be noted that Meng Ran has not yet cultivated his mind. His mental strength is his only weakness. If he is really good at mental attack, it will be a bit tricky.

The little master of Luomen falls in Meng Ran's hands. Although this news is suppressed by Ning Feixuan, both Meng ran and Ning Feixuan are clear about the reason why they can't contain fire. Sooner or later, Luomen should find Meng ran.

However, according to Ning Feixuan's estimation, the most likely person to find Meng Ran is William, the king of killers, followed by King Kong and the Kendo master of Japan.

As for the two powers and the head of the giant, the probability of Meng Ran's hand is the least.

Just as Meng ran was thinking about what to do if she was really good at mental attack, her mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang:

"this voice is so familiar, it's Jiang Yufei

A moment of hesitation, Meng ran still connected the phone.

Jiang Yufei's voice came from the other end of the phone, but compared with before, Jiang Yufei's tone was much softer than before, and there was no more arrogant appearance before, and there was a strange emotion in his words.

"Meng ran, you Are you free this evening? My mom's birthday tonight. My parents want you to come over and have a potluck

Jianghua private high school, a corner of the corridor between classes, plucked up courage of Jiang Yufei, said this at one breath, thinking about the wording of the whole night.

Then a heart thumping straight jump, afraid that Meng ran refused himself.

There was a complete silence over the phone for four seconds.

"Sure enough, he still hates me..." Jiang Yufei's face is not from a white, tears in his eyes will burst out of his eyes, and Meng Ran's flat voice comes from his mobile phone.

"Well, I'll be there."

Jiang Yufei raised his head fiercely. He didn't know whether he was happy or surprised. The whole person was stunned there. He even forgot to tell Meng ran when the birthday dinner started. Meng ran had already hung up the phone.

At this time, Fang Qing came to me.

"Feifei, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Fang Qing saw that her good friend's face looked like a smile rather than a smile. She seemed to cry rather than cry. She wondered, "Feifei, what's the matter with you? Sick? "

"Nothing, what can I do for you?"

Fang Qing has a struggle on her face, and she doesn't know how to open her mouth.

Jiang Yufei was greatly surprised at the appearance. She knew her best about the temperament of her best friend. She was usually careless. How could she show such a small woman's pinching.

"Sunny, what's the matter?"

"Feifei, Meng ran Meng ran he... "

Seeing Fang Qing's appearance of wanting to talk and stop, Jiang Yufei became more and more curious.

"What's wrong with Meng ran?"

Fang Qing's mind is full of the scene of Meng ran throwing out his bank card last night, and mu Yuanhao's female secretary's voice of "one billion twenty-four million.".

Fang Qing struggled all night last night. Would you like to tell Jiang Yufei about it.

"Meng ran doesn't seem to be a sissy..."

Jiang Yufei had no choice but to smile and say, "naturally, he is not a * * silk. How can a man who can play such a piece of music as piano and flute be a * * silk?"

Fang Qing repeatedly waved her hands and said anxiously, "Feifei, you misunderstood me. I don't mean that!"

Jiang Yufei threw a big white eye to Fang Qing, and said angrily, "do you want to say that he is a * * silk?"

Fang Qingqing was about to cry, and he grasped Jiang Yufei's arm tightly, summoned up his courage, and said word by word:

"Meng ran Meng ran, he has a billion! "