Lu Meng also heard Jiang Hua's words, subconsciously glanced at his masterpiece, and said with an angry smile: "Boy, you dare to slander my Xuan Bing Cold Qi?

Jiang Huahu glanced at Lu Meng suspiciously, and said with a smile: "What, are you going to do it with me?" I can't figure out why everyone I meet is self-righteous and always has an illusion that they can defeat me! Who gave you this kind of confidence and courage of yours?!"

Wang Lang let out a long sigh, glared at Lu Meng resentfully, and said angrily: "Lu Meng! You sit honestly! I will give you a lot of money for your remuneration, but don't mess around anymore!"

"Wang Lang! I know your identity very well! But there are only a few immortal cultivators in the world who can destroy me! Not to mention how many immortal cultivators can there be in this world?" Lu Meng sneered again and again, and raised his head even more conceitedly, "I will never tolerate anyone looking down on my Xuan Bing cold qi! Not to mention that it is still a mere feng shui warlock?"

Wang Lang sighed again, considering that Lu Meng was invited by Qi Murong's mother, he signaled Jiang Hua to calm down and leave everything to himself. After getting the face given by Jiang Hua, Wang Lang opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Master Lu, you don't know anything..."

"Shut up!" Qi Murong's mother seemed to be convinced of Lu Meng's ability, "Wang Lang, what's the use of the people you invited over before? One by one, they dragged two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand, and when they came to see it, they said that they didn't make a move, and then took the money and left! What about Master Lu, this evil thing was frozen on the first day today! What do you have to say?!"

Wang Lang was about to open his mouth again, but Qi Murong's mother interrupted him again and said to Lu Meng: "Master Lu, I already hate Feng Shui warlocks to the core, if you can help me break this kid's hand, I will give you an extra 10 million!"

Hearing this number, Lu Meng's eyes lit up, obviously very excited, but it was not easy to show it on his face, and he even had to be reserved, and said: "Even if you don't say it, I will teach this kid a hard lesson! Let this kid feel my cold breath and stay for five or six minutes!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Meng repeated his old tricks, and shot out a cold internal qi from his palm and attacked Jiang Hua, and laughed coldly: "Boy, let you look down on me!"

Jiang Hua sighed, stretched out a little finger and shook Lu Meng's Xuan Bing cold breath, and said with a smile: "It's not that I look down on you, but I have to look down on you!

Lu Meng saw Jiang Hua's movements, and actually used a little thumb to resist the cold qi of Xuanbing that he had been practicing hard for eighty years, and he was extremely panicked in his heart, and while not saying a word, he quickly took a deep breath, pressed the back of his right hand with the luck of his left hand, and withdrew his right leg slightly, as if he was pushing something hard, pouring the internal force of his whole body into his right hand.

This time, Lu Meng's Xuan Bing cold qi was thicker, fiercer, faster, and colder than the previous one, and it was already Lu Meng's life's work, which exhausted the internal strength of his whole body.

Jiang Hua still stood there with his little thumb. Jiang Hua's little finger stretched forward, and the Xuan Bing cold qi was shortened by one point; Jiang Hua's little finger retracted, and the Xuan Bing cold qi was one point longer.

Jianghua is like a tug-of-war, relaxed and comfortable.

He smiled: "Hey, Lu Meng, guess what I was thinking just now? I'm thinking, if this is summer with beer, if there is no cold beer, your kung fu is quite fast! It's even better than a refrigerator!"

And said: "I think if you have nothing to do one day, you can go to the courier, specially deliver that kind of raw and cold seafood, and definitely make money!

Lu Meng was stunned again, he couldn't accept that his life's learning was so ruthlessly ridiculed by a young man, but he was helpless, in a fit of anger, he was angry and bloody, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the "ice sculpture" before Lu Meng suddenly exploded, and the sound of the ice cracking was endless, Jiang Hua frowned, and with a wave of his hand, he directly cut off Lu Meng's Xuan Bing cold air, and smiled disdainfully: "I don't have time to play with you!"

"The ice cube has been unraveled?" Qi Murong's mother had not fully seen the current situation because she was worried about her daughter, she watched the ice cubes fall down little by little, and shouted anxiously: "Master Lu, hurry up!"

Lu Meng covered his chest and said angrily: "I have no internal qi! It's useless to call me!"

Qi Murong's mother immediately looked at Jiang Hua and scolded angrily: "It's all you! If you don't anger Master Lu, it's okay? After today, I will definitely find someone to kill you!"

Jiang Hua shook his head, quietly took out the ghost catching bell and the ghost raising pot, and said to Wang Lang: "Wang Lang, I remember her words! I don't care about her as a woman, you wait for me!"

While speaking, Jiang Hua looked at the half-human, half-cat "thing" with a ghost eye, only to realize that he was wrong! It was not a cat, but a tiger! It was called a ghost!

It refers to the ghost of a person who is eaten by a tiger and becomes a servant of the tiger.

It's supposed to be a humanoid ghost, but I don't know why it's a tiger! Even if it's a tiger, it's a dead tiger!

After this thing was unsealed from the ice, it seemed to be more powerful, staring at Lu Meng and howling and rushing forward. Although it was a tiger, the voice came from Qi Murong's throat after all, so it sounded like a cat meow.

Lu Meng had been cut off by Jiang Hua at this time, and he had nothing to do, so he closed his eyes in fright.

However, at this time, Jiang Hua quickly shook the ghost bell. As soon as the bell rang, the ghost froze in mid-air, as if frozen.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Jiang Hua one after another. I saw Jiang Hua quickly pick up the ghost raising pot again, and shouted at the ghost: "Collect!"

In an instant, a white flash of light quickly rushed towards the ghost, and in just one second, the white light disappeared, and Qi Murong also regained his human form, falling to the ground from mid-air, and slamming on Lu Meng's body with a "bang".

Jiang Hua smiled slightly, shook the ghost raising pot gently, and scolded with a smile: "You little thing, you are not small!

"Phew!" the ghost spat, "Lao Tzu has become like this, isn't it you humans who have harmed us?" wantonly hunt and kill our tigers, for the sake of our tiger whips, tiger skins, and tiger bones! You kill me, and thousands of me, I can't kill enough!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hua frowned, and thought about it carefully, human beings are indeed too ruthless to these animals! Thinking of this, Jiang Hua's heart was inexplicably furious, and he didn't know why, as if his heart ached for the extinction of those animals!

Maybe he was too depressed, Jiang Hua put away the ghost bell and the ghost pot, and left here without saying a word.

At this time, Wang Lang remembered to thank Jiang Hua, and when he looked back, Jiang Hua was already gone, and scolded angrily: "Oh! Why did you leave, I haven't thanked you yet!

Qi Murong's mother grabbed Wang Lang and said hurriedly: "Who is he?"

Wang Lang sighed: "If he doesn't kill you, it's the luck that you have cultivated in several lifetimes! Lu Meng, you still blame him for cutting off your internal strength! Do you know that he is a real immortal! Qing Qiuya knows, even Qing Qiuya has to call out when he sees him! You people, alas..."

Dropping this sentence, Wang Lang chased out. And Qi Murong's adoptive father stared at Wang Lang, then at the weak Qi Murong, and said, "Divorce!"

(End of chapter)