At this time, a burst of black mist had already condensed in Ba Song's hands, and he was calling towards Jiang Ming!

Jiang Ming leaned over slightly, and the black mist hit the floor. It eroded the ground like venom!

Everybody's heart was horrified.

He Jianfeng suddenly understood, where did he meet the master? Obviously, he met the gangsters who took advantage of the opportunity!

Jiang Ming sneered: "Okay, you are a Siamese erectionist, and you actually used this kind of evil art in Huaxia?!"

How exactly this evil art is used, Jiang Ming is not very clear.

But he could see that He Ziling's stomach was a ball of evil qi. The evil qi is born by relying on the mother, and when the time comes, it will break through the mother and come out. This evil aura will be even more ferocious than the powerful ghosts infused with consciousness in his ghost domain.

This kind of evil art is unheard of in China. Jiang Ming saw it for the first time.

Ba Song shouted, and the black mist turned from his hand into a dragon formed by the smoke and shuttled through the room. Everywhere the black mist dragon went, it turned into black water......

When Yan Xiang saw this scene, his legs were weak and he almost fainted.

He Ziling looked at her man's cowardly virtue, and in such an emergency, she actually felt a trace of remorse.

She is really stupid to fall in love with this kind of cowardly man!

Let's not talk about Jiang Ming first, let's take a look at He Yiming. Although He Yiming was afraid, he still held on, and he knew how to pull his grandfather He Jianfeng to a safe place.

It's not like himself, and the man is going to faint with fright.

Jiang Ming sneered and looked at the black mist dragon in the room, and said, "The Soul Locking Array's Array Spirit Cloud and Mist Jiaolong can't help me, just rely on you?"

Jiang Ming didn't even stretch out his hand, and with a single kick, he trampled a black mist dragon on the spot.

The already crumbling room shook violently.

A trace of shock flashed in Ba Song's eyes: "You ......"

Who is this young man?

Jiang Ming stood in the room, stepping on and kicking, and those dragons formed by black mist were so frightened that they didn't dare to get close to Jiang Ming.

He Jianfeng looked stupid on the spot.

Ben knew that Jiang Ming practiced martial arts.

He once met the immortal master, but the immortal master said that he had no talent and did not take him as an apprentice. He only knew that the martial arts were extremely powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

He Jianfeng looked at Jiang Ming's free and easy appearance, and felt a little melancholy.

If he can worship that immortal master as a teacher, can he also cultivate a little?

Ba Song was so shocked that he stepped back, "You...... Don't kill me!"

Jiang Ming sneered: "Are you very slippery in this Chinese sentence?"

Ba Song was shocked, he rarely encountered opponents in Siam, except for the top 20 masters in this Huaxia, who could deal with him? Who is this person so young?

Ba Song said anxiously: "I can, dissolve, her." Ba Song pointed at He Ziling.

Jiang Ming sneered, "I don't need it!" Jiang Ming took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and the tip of the needle flew towards He Ziling's belly with a thick aura.

He Ziling only felt a pain in his belly, and his stomach was like a balloon being punctured, and he was frantically deflated.

He Yiming shouted: "Brother Ming, you're too hanging, aren't you?"

Ba Song watched as the evil qi that was about to take shape in He Ziling's stomach was actually dissolved by Jiang Ming's needle, and his face suddenly changed: "Who are you?"

Jiang Ming smiled: "Jiang Ming." ”

Ba Song's bronzed face changed drastically, and a trace of dead ash suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Dawa, death, in your hands?" Could it be that Jiang Ming?

When the Siamese Dawa Master heard that he had gone to Huaxia Zhongzhou, he never returned......

"You know it's too late!" Jiang Ming raised his hand and slapped it at Ba Song. Ba Song couldn't dodge, and was shot out of the glass window by Jiang Ming on the spot.

Quiet room, nothing but the sound of glass windows shattering on the floor.

Everyone watched in amazement.

This...... This......

Jiang Ming turned his head, his eyes like a torch.

He Ziling was stared at by Jiang Ming, and he trembled.

"You ......"

Jiang Ming raised his finger and pointed at the void.

The Buddha statue He Ziling placed at the head of the bed suddenly exploded, and a small round black mist flew out from it.

Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and pinched it on the spot.

He Ziling's face changed greatly: "This ......"

Jiang Ming said lightly: "If you worship this Buddha statue every day, the black mist in the Buddha statue will be able to let the caster know the situation of the evil qi in your stomach." Jiang Ming glanced at it and said indifferently: "Do you really think that you are so lucky? You can meet a master master casually?" "You still came so punctually?

When He Jianfeng heard this, his old face turned red.

If he hadn't agreed, how could this have happened?

Jiang Ming stared at He Ziling, and He Ziling's face was like ashes.

Her tears suddenly fell.

She didn't know if she should hate Jiang Ming. Obviously, Jiang Ming caused all this to her, but he still saved her......

He Ziling hugged his legs and cried: "It's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong." ”

Why did she always be the wrong person when I met Jiang Ming?

Why is she not pregnant with a child, but a ball of evil spirit? What will happen to her future glory and wealth?

Jiang Ming was speechless to He Ziling, this kind of woman still thinks about her future glory?

He said indifferently: "If it weren't for my grandfather here, I wouldn't have come." ”

He Ziling was shocked, knowing that she knew people very well, but only this time, she looked at Jiang Ming away.

Jiang Ming shook his head lightly and kicked Yan Xiang.

Yan Xiang swallowed his saliva and came back to his senses and said, "What's wrong?"

"Take your wife out. ”

Everyone didn't know why, but they did as they were told.

After Yan Xiang took He Ziling out, a few people hadn't walked a few steps when they suddenly heard the rumbling sound of the room.

That room...... collapsed.

Everyone froze.

This...... What's going on?

Jiang Ming stretched his waist and said casually: "That black mist eroded the structure of the room, just now I used my spiritual power to support the entire room, otherwise it would have collapsed just now." ”

Several people stared at Jiang Ming's eyes full of awe.

How could the room collapse last so long?

Is this something that people can do?

He Jianfeng muttered, "This is ...... This is a god......"

Not a fairy, but also close to a fairy?

He Jianfeng knew that Jiang Ming was definitely not as good as the immortal masters he had seen, but this kind of creation was really beyond his reach.

A group of people came downstairs, and He Ziling leaned on Yan Xiang's arms without saying a word.

Jiang Ming glanced at Boss Yan and said, "Let's go back first." ”

Jiang Ming didn't want to stay with He Ziling at all.

This woman was one of the most powerful he had ever seen, and there was no one.

Jiang Ming walked out with He Jianfeng and He Yiming.

He Jianfeng looked back at the collapsed room, then looked at Jiang Ming's back stretching his waist, and suddenly stopped Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming turned his head and looked at He Jianfeng with some surprise: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

He Jianfeng's knees weakened, and he knelt down towards Jiang Ming all of a sudden.

Jiang Ming was almost frightened, and hurriedly used a trace of spiritual power to ask He Jianfeng not to kneel.

He Jianfeng knelt in mid-air, unable to go up and down.

Jiang Ming said with a frightened face: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

He Jianfeng said: "Jiang Ming, you can teach your grandfather." The immortal master said that I was too mediocre and too talented to enter the martial arts at all. Why don't you teach my grandfather?"

He Yiming's whole person is not good. Grandpa is crazy?

Jiang Ming shook his head: "That sect doesn't accept disciples anymore, and I'm the last one." ”

The Spirit Realm Sect has very strict requirements for accepting disciples, and he doesn't know why he was chosen, and he is also confused.

But I heard that their sect would rather lack than abuse.

He Jianfeng was a little disappointed when he heard this.

Hey, I thought it was my grandson......

Jiang Ming smiled again: "However, if Grandpa wants to learn, you go to the Su family to find Su Lao and let him take you to get started, and it should be no problem to get started with physical fitness." ”

The exercises of the Su family are all wood-based exercises, which are relatively gentle. It is also better for the elderly.

A hint of joy flashed in He Jianfeng's eyes: "Really, that's the Su family!"

Although the He family relied on the Su family and the Han family to walk sideways in Jinling, they were still in awe of these two families in their hearts. This kind of fairy-like means, how dare they ordinary people think?

Jiang Ming nodded: "Yes." ”

He Jianfeng was overjoyed when he heard this, got up and patted Jiang Ming's shoulder and said, "It's Zi Ling's girl who has lost her eyes, and she has lost her eyes......

However, their He family protects He Ziling, and the Yan family doesn't dare to do anything, right?

After Jiang Ming and his party left the Yan family, they went home directly.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Wang Ruoyun sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Why didn't you go to rest?"

Wang Ruoyun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. ”

Jiang Ming looked at her, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Wang Ruoyun smiled behind his back, "It's nothing." Just ask Sect Master Jiang, do you want to go to the school tomorrow to audit?"

Jiang Ming shook his head, Chen Yi promised him that he didn't have to go, but asked him to go back to Jianghai No. 1 Middle School next month to make up for the class.

Jiang Mingke had no idea of making up classes.

Jiang Ming turned around and went back to the guest room.

Wang Ruoyun looked at the note in his hand, hesitated for a moment and tore Mu Yan's note off.

After Jiang Ming returned to the room, he saw a lot of text messages.

Quite a few were text messages congratulating him on his eighteenth birthday.

Jiang Ming looked at it, and only Su Xue'er sent a message to ask him: "Mr. Jiang, I will join the group in a few days." Can I talk to you about borrowing a banana fan?"

Compared with those flattering congratulatory text messages, Jiang Ming prefers this.

Jiang Ming made a phone call to Su Xue'er, Su Xue'er was a little surprised, and quickly took the script and discussed it with him.

"Why is there a plot where Sun Wukong took advantage of Princess Iron Fan's clothes?" Su Xue'er frowned and asked a little shyly.

Jiang Ming was stunned: "Ah? I haven't written this kind of plot......"

How could Sun Wukong do such a thing, please?

Jiang Ming hung up Su Xue'er's phone and made a call to Wei Kun.

When Wei Kun heard this, he said: "Ah? I invited the well-known screenwriters Zhou Shu and Peng Xingwang, and they all rewrote them. ”

Jiang Ming was angry when he heard the number of weeks, this girl!

Last time, I went crazy on the Internet and sprayed his "Master is on the Top" to promote online dating, and scolded him miserably.

Wei Kun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Wei Kun's eyes lit up, and he said, "Mr. Jiang, you should be in the summer vacation, right?" If you don't bother, you can go to the crew with me, we are going to Xinjiang ......this time."