Thousand Lights' questioning words echoed in the main hall.

As the lord of the city, he put on the majesty of an elder, and his condescending tone was a little harsh and unreasonable no matter how he sounded!

In fact, it was only after listening to his instigation that Fu Luer was determined to find trouble with Meng Fan, but Meng Fan was just forced to be helpless......

"The lord of this city asks you!" Qian Deng grabbed his palm on the armrest.

"That's right. Under the gaze of Qian Deng, Meng Fan took a sip of tea, "Fu Gongzi learned that the dragon crocodile was in Ziyang Xiaogong, and wanted to come over to see and see, it happened that Xiaogong also wanted to build a money village in the outer mountains, and wanted to ask for the experience of Fu Ji, and they both had needs, so they reached an agreement, and the dragon crocodile took him out of the city to have a good time, and he told the experience of building a money village to Ziyang Xiaogong, so the dragon crocodile went out of the city, so Fu Luer came back in the dragon crocodile." ”

"It's as simple as that?" Qian Deng, as the mastermind of the matter, couldn't help but stare when he heard Meng Fan's words, admiring Meng Fan's ability to make things up, and said sharply, "What happened to the two Fu Ji powerhouses of Qi Kou? They were obviously seriously injured and probably died!"

"Maybe when Fu Gongzi took the dragon crocodile to play, he accidentally stepped on the two of them!" Meng Fan put down the teacup and spread his hands, "I wasn't at the scene at the time, and I don't know the specific reason." ”

"Stampede?"

Qian Deng was a little annoyed, how could a strong person in the Immortal Realm be trampled on so sloppily, it was clearly a battle to death!

They were all talking nonsense with their eyes open, very dishonest, Qiandeng knew that the current conversation could not be continued, and waved his hand: "Didn't Fu Lu'er come to your Ziyang Palace? Let him come out to see me!"

You can see at a glance what people are.

According to his deference, Fu Luer and Qi Kou, the two Fu Ji powerhouses, should have died.

Qian Deng looked at Meng Fan coldly.

"No problem. Meng Fan stood up and pushed the door out.

"Hmph!" After Meng Fan left, Qian Deng couldn't help but glance at Meng Fan's coffee table, his heart was filled with a layer of anger, every time he dealt with Meng Fan, he was very unhappy, but this kind of unhappiness didn't have to endure for long.

And what he came to Ziyang Xiaogong to do today was to put an end to this unhappiness.

A moment later, Meng Fan entered the main hall with a fat man.

The man looked exactly like Flue, not the least different.

Even when I laughed, my muscles fluttered by the exact margin.

"I've seen Uncle Thousand Lights. Fu Luer bowed to the thousand lights, no different from usual.

Qiandeng pretended to be kind and nodded, and then asked Fu Luer a few questions he knew, and Fu Luer answered them fluently, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Regarding last night's incident, Fu Luer's rhetoric was the same as Meng Fan's.

But in fact, Fu Luer wanted to kidnap Fennel and kill Meng Fan last night.

Categorically, in order to see the dragon crocodile, he will not give up the negotiated plan.

Qian Deng knew that there was something wrong with this Fu Lu'er in front of him, but he couldn't find a flaw for a while, and secretly admired Meng Fan's clever methods, and Meng Fan also secretly praised Liang Baitian, and it was beyond his expectations to be able to do this level overnight.

But then, Qiandeng did something that was absolutely clever.

"That's right, nephew. Qiandeng's face became gentle, "I suddenly remembered that I owed your father some tickets a few years ago for some reason, and I haven't been able to pay them back, I guess your father has forgotten about it, you can take these tickets back by the way!"

As he spoke, Qian Deng took out a stack of large Xuanyuan tickets and handed them to Fu Lu'er, who he thought was problematic: "You can take these away!"

"It's true that my father never told me about it. As she spoke, Fu Luer moved her body like a mountain and walked over to take the Xuan Ticket.

The corners of Qiandeng's mouth were slightly hooked.

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes.

"By the way, nephew, you count and see if you can count enough. Qiandeng smiled, "Don't make a mistake about the number and make a joke." ”

Fu Lu'er didn't hear anything wrong with Qiandeng's words, he put his finger to his mouth and dipped it in saliva, and he was about to count the money, this action was no problem, he knew that when Fu Lu'er counted the Xuan tickets, it was also like this, but at this moment, Meng Fan's lips moved slightly, and a low voice sounded in his ears: "Don't count!"

Frouer's hand froze in mid-air.

"Looking for death!" Suddenly, Qian Deng, who was sitting firmly on the main seat, slapped his palm on the armrest, and with a bang, half of the seat collapsed, and Qian Deng's figure also exploded, and in the blink of an eye, he pressed his palm on Fu Luer's head, "It is not a pity to dare to use such clumsy means to deceive the city lord!"

"Hey!" Meng Fan sighed lightly, waved his hand, and sacrificed a few strands of ruthless silk and wrapped them around Qiandeng's wrist, "Keep people under your palm." ”

After all, Fu Luer is pretended to be a poor Liang Baitian, how have he ever seen so many Xuan Tickets in his life, in his cognition, it is very normal to count them, but if Fu Luer is really here, he will not only not count these Xuan Tickets, but also will not accept them!

This is Liang Baitian's big flaw!

Thousand lights do have a set.

Qiandeng let Meng Fan's ruthless silk wrap around his wrist, and looked at Meng Fan fiercely.

Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders: "Killing him, the worst thing is actually you." ”

"This Flur is indeed a fake, pretended to be by my friend. Meng Fan got up and took two steps towards Qiandeng, although there was a huge gap between him and Qiandeng's cultivation, but he had already achieved a battle in terms of momentum, "Fu Lu'er has been killed by me, I know what you let Fu Lu'er do, if you kill my friend, I will definitely leak the matter between you and Fu Lu'er, you personally sent him to die, Fu Ji will not give up with you." ”

Qiandeng shook his wrist, and when the immortal true qi shook, all the strands of ruthless silk collapsed, and then kicked the fat Fu Lu'er out with a kick, his face gloomy.

I looked behind me, and there was no seat left.

Meng Fan's words pierced his heart like a needle.

Because what Meng Fan said is the truth!

Even if he can survive under Fu Ji's revenge, he has to peel off a layer of skin, and the backlash is obviously very bad!

And this fake Fu Luer in front of him can't be killed!

The longer he lives and the more he plays the role, the later Fu Ji will notice it, and the more time he will have to deal with it.

"This city lord wants to ask you, how did you tell me about the matter between me and Fu Lu'er?" Qian Deng turned his hands behind his back and looked at Meng Fan.

"Soul, his soul has been preserved by me. Meng Fan said calmly, "Sent to a safe place, if you dare to do something, his soul will open his mouth, there is nothing more convincing than the soul of a dead man to speak." ”

Qiandeng moved his mouth and did not speak.

An encounter ended with a brief victory for Meng Fan.

After Fu Lu'er, who was pretended by Liang Baitian, vomited blood, he crawled out of the hall in a panic under the signal of Meng Fan's eyes.

Qian Deng looked at Meng Fan indifferently: "Do you have any last words?"

PS: Qingchen is in the field to participate in the award ceremony, these two days will be updated sooner or later, report to the relatives, please understand, a large number of changes at the end of the month. What's the matter?

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