Meng Yi stood in the corridor of the dormitory, condescending, although he finally saw a silver light slipping away from the door of the dormitory, he didn't plan to chase it.

That person is too fast, even if he chases, he may not be able to catch up.

And this time the man came for his life, this time he didn't succeed, maybe he will come again next time.

Meng Yi was a little puzzled, it seemed that among the people he had offended recently, there was no such monster, right?

Among the four legendary families, only the Meng family and the Wang family know how to use the power of nature, and the Wang family is far away in the northern region, so there is no reason for them to send people to travel thousands of miles to Lengjiang City to target a person who has not yet grown up!

And Meng Yi's identity has always been secret, he was raised by his master Xu Sheng, and few people except his master know that he is a descendant of the Meng family. Therefore, the identity of the black shadow can rule out the suspicion of "Wang's".

But in addition to the Wang family, in the vast world, only the Meng family knows how to use the power of nature.

If the black shadow is a descendant of the Meng family, then he has no reason to attack Meng Yi, because if he is also a descendant of the Meng family, it is a relative, and the Meng family has always been harmonious and will never kill each other.

"Neither a descendant of the Wang clan nor a descendant of the Meng clan, who will he be?"

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At the same time, outside the Southwest Noble School, a black shadow rose out of the high wall and landed under the big locust tree outside the school. He clutched his abdomen, his face was hideous and terrifying, and suddenly he bowed and let out a violent cough, coughing and coughing, and choked out a few mouthfuls of jet-black blood.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, didn't stop for a moment, rode a police motorcycle, and as soon as the engine started, he galloped into the vast darkness.

About an hour later, the motorcycle passed through the West Side and into the suburbs, coming to Parkway Street, which had been abandoned for thirty or forty years.

Stopping at an intersection, he coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, staggered out of the car, and knocked on the door of the shop at 73 Parkway Street.

There was a knock on the wooden door of shop No. 73, and after half a cup of tea, a wooden door opened, and an old man with a withered face emerged from the darkness.

"Boy...... It's you again...... Are you annoyed or not? ”

The old man's tone was impatient, his dry skin wrinkled layer by layer, and he shouted: "Although the old man owed your father a favor back then, the old man gave you the power of the electric eel, which can be regarded as repayment, and now the old man and your Zhao family do not owe each other, why do you still have the cheekiness to rely on the old man?" ”

The outsider was silent for a while, and suddenly the whole person fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and his breath was weak: "Old Qian...... Help me......"

When he had said this, the man fainted.

Qian Lao's white eyes rolled a few times, and he could see it as white in the dark night, looked this person up and down for a while, shook his head, and then carried it on his shoulders and brought it into the underground room.

Two hours later, Zhao Xin, who was in a coma, finally slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a chilling cold light on the ceiling glowing green.

When he turned his head, he found that Qian Lao was glaring at him with a fierce gaze, and Qian Lao was still holding a knife in his hand, which was close to his neck at this time.

Zhao Xin was startled, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Qian Lao snorted coldly: "Awake? Cub, do you remember what the old man told you when you left? You take the old man's words as the wind in your ears, don't you? ”

Zhao Xin trembled, not knowing why Qian Lao's temperament suddenly changed, and said, "Qian Lao...... I remember every word of yours, and I have never violated them, you ...... Why do you treat me like this? ”

Qian Lao snorted and said, "Before, you fought with someone?" ”

"Yes."

"That person is a descendant of the Qian family?"

"It's not."

"Fart!" As soon as Qian Lao heard his answer no, he immediately screamed, and the knife in his hand ruthlessly inserted into the skin of Zhao Xin's neck, and blood suddenly flowed out, "Are you trying to deceive me, this old man?" ”

Zhao Xin was flustered for a while, and he really didn't know where to start: "Old Qian...... I really haven't dealt with the descendants of the Qian family, and I've even met people with the surname Qian. ”

"Lie!" Qian Lao's tone was cold, and he suddenly pointed to Zhao Xin's head and abdominal injuries, and said, "Then how did your injury come about?" This injury is obviously caused by the Qian family's peerless thirty-two dragon and bird appearances, but you still don't admit it? ”

"Dragons?"

"The thirty-two figures are the Qian family's mastery, if you don't meet the descendants of the Qian family, who can hurt you with this kind of mastery?" Qian Lao stared at Zhao Xin fiercely.

Zhao Xin had actually guessed that this Qian Lao should also be a member of the so-called "Qian family", so he warned him several times not to have any conflicts or intersections with the descendants of the Qian family.

However, this time, he was really wronged, he really hadn't met anyone with the surname Qian, except for Qian Lao.

"Nope!! There really isn't, I really haven't met anyone with the surname Qian except for you. ”

"And where did your injuries come from? Although the old man is old, his eyes are not blind. ”

"This ...... This was injured by a kid surnamed Meng. Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and had to tell the truth.

"The kid surnamed Meng?" As soon as Qian Lao heard the word "Meng", his two eyeballs of different colors suddenly doubled in size, as if they were about to bulge.

Zhao Xin nodded and said, "Yes, my injury is all due to him." ”

"What's his name Meng?"

"Meng Yi."

"Meng Yi? The surname Meng, I hate the surname Meng......" Qian Lao suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, the whole person was like a demon, after a shout, he smiled compassionately, and his white eyeball suddenly became quickly congested, completely turning into a red eyeball.

"A man surnamed Meng...... Needless to say, he must be the descendant of that bastard of Meng Que......"

When Zhao Xin saw Qian Lao's appearance, he was very afraid, but he was curious, and asked weakly: "Qian Lao, who is Meng Que?" ”

Qian Lao Meng turned his head, grabbed Zhao Xin's neck, and said viciously: "He is the most hated person in the world, and he is also the old man's great enemy, the old man has been engaged in biochemical research for decades, in order to take revenge on the surnamed Meng." Sue sù me...... You sue me, where is the kid named Meng Yi surnamed Meng? ”

"Old Money...... You...... What do you want? Zhao Xin shuddered, he obviously felt that Qian Lao's body was full of cold murderous aura at this moment.

Qian Lao pinched the knife in his hand fiercely, and said viciously: "As long as the surname is Meng, you should die, that kid named Meng Yi, whether he is Meng Que's descendant or not, hum, the old man would rather kill the wrong person than let it go, I want to let Meng Que's bastard cut off his children and grandchildren!" ”

Zhao Xin heard that Qian Lao hated the person surnamed Meng so much, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little happy: "Qian Lao, he is now in the Southwest Noble School!" ”