Mo Ran hurriedly left Hao's mansion.

Before the road of life and death, he must practice the "Star Refining Divine Technique" and the transformation of qi and blood!

Time is of the essence!

Night falls.

Luo Yancheng is brightly lit.

The night market has just begun.

Mo Ran had no intention of watching this, quickened his pace, and rushed home.

Halfway through, I suddenly smelled an intoxicating scent.

There is a stall on the side of the road.

An uncle who looks like he is in a state of flux, is making wontons.

Mo Ran had never smelled such fragrant chaos.

"Goo!"

There was also a hunger sound in the stomach.

"Let's have a bowl of ravioli!"

Mo Ran looked at the down-and-out uncle and smiled slightly.

"Okay, right away!"

The uncle didn't raise his head, but replied.

Serve the wontons in the pot to the previous guests.

Then, he took the wonton wrapper next to him, stuffed it with chopsticks, and began to wrap the wonton.

"How long will this take?"

Mo Ran couldn't help but secretly slander himself.

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly.

The movements in the hands of the down-and-out uncle were as fast as a phantom.

One by one, the wontons flew out of his hands and fell into the tumbling pot.

Not a single drop of boiling water spilled!

"Miraculous!"

Mo Ran couldn't help but admire.

Sou!

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ran suddenly felt a black shadow flash in front of him.

The offensive is extremely fast!

This speed was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all!

It's so fast!

This slender black shadow struck directly towards Mo Ran's neck.

"It's over!"

Mo Ran was cold all over his body.

He's been attacked!

This attack came from this stall.

The sneak attacker is hiding among the diners!

And he's a top master!

The strength is far above him!

This slender black shadow is even faster than Hao Liu's flying sword!

Mo Ran only had time to flash a thought.

The slender black shadow just grazed his neck and flew backwards.

Laugh at!

It was as if the sound of flesh being pierced came from behind him.

Mo Ran immediately turned around.

I saw a black-clothed cultivator, swinging his sword vigorously and slashing at the top of his head.

And before, he didn't even notice it!

If he is struck, he will surely die!

This black-clothed cultivator has an extremely vicious face.

But his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief at the moment.

The complexion is completely frozen!

At his throat, a slender chopstick was stuck deep in his throat.

Blood flowed slowly down the chopsticks.

The black-clothed cultivator is already dead of anger!

Mo Ran urged his divine sense, and he immediately saw the cultivation of the black-clothed cultivator.

The early stage of the Ning Dan Realm!

Such a powerful cultivator even wanted to assassinate him!

"Who sent it?"

Mo Ran's mind was racing.

He thought of two possibilities at once.

It's either Qianfang School or the Locke family!

Both of these parties hate him to the core!

It's just that he didn't expect that these two parties would dare to make a move in Luo Yancheng!

You must know that in Luo Yancheng, the power of the Fearless Academy and the Hao family is enough to deter these two parties.

Mo Ran thought that as long as he didn't leave the city, he would be safe and sound.

I never expected that the Locke family would be so bold!

If it hadn't been for someone secretly coming to the rescue.

He's just scared and dead!

Mo Ran's eyes suddenly looked at the diners eating wontons at the stall.

A total of more than a dozen diners.

All of them were shocked.

Mo Ran couldn't tell who was the one who shot it from their faces!

Among these diners, there were actually two late-stage cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm!

Mo Ran guessed at once that these two people might be people sent by the Seven Great Pill Families.

Protect him in the dark!

After all, he once used the Zimu Mirror to threaten the Seven Great Pill Families.

As long as he is dead, Mo Wen will slaughter their entire clan!

Goo!

Goo!

At the stall, the down-and-out uncle seemed to be nothing, still calmly wrapping wontons.

One by one, the wontons flew out of his hands from time to time and fell into the pot.

Mo Ran couldn't see through the cultivation of this down-and-out uncle.

In his eyes, this uncle is completely an ordinary person.

But the way this wonton is packed is so fast that even he admires it!

He originally wondered if it was this down-and-out uncle who secretly made a move.

But from beginning to end, the wontons that kept flying out never stopped!

Obviously, it can't be the hand of this down-and-out uncle!

Moreover, if this uncle is really a top master, how could he set up a stall to sell wontons here?

Mo Ran immediately shook his head.

"Your chaos is good!"

Mo Ran was stunned, and the down-and-out uncle handed a bowl of hot wontons to Mo Ran.

After this fright, Mo Ran felt even hungrier.

He hurriedly took the wontons, found an empty table and sat down, and began to eat.

Even in front of the stall, the dead black-clothed cultivator, he didn't care.

I can't do it!

Now people are dead.

There is no proof of death!

Qianfang School and the Locke family will definitely not admit it.

The most important thing is that there are two powerhouses in the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm by his side, who are protecting him.

He doesn't have to worry about it at all!

"It smells so good!"

"It's delicious!"

Mo Ran sighed while eating.

I almost burst into tears.

He had never eaten such a delicious ravioli!

Growing so big, it's the best delicacy he's ever tasted!

It's just a bowl of ravioli, which looks very ordinary.

It's so delicious.

Mo Ran now understood why the cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm were all here!

This down-and-out uncle is definitely a master in terms of making wontons!

"Two more bowls!"

Mo Ran shouted to the down-and-out uncle.

Such a delicious wonton, how can a bowl be!

He's got to eat to his heart's content!

Such a delicacy made him forget.

Just now, he was secretly attacked!

Almost lost his life!

"Right away!"

The down-and-out uncle agreed.

Mo Ran hugged his fists and thanked him.

Then he lowered his head and ate heavily.

The down-and-out uncle picked up the wonton skin, used a chopstick, that is, to get the meat filling into the wonton skin, pinched it slightly, and a chaos flew into the pot.

It's dizzyingly fast!

I couldn't see the movements in his hands at all, and many people didn't even notice that he was using a chopstick!

"The chengguan is here!"

A stall owner in the distance suddenly shouted.

Crash!

Bang!

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a scene of scrambling on all the stalls.

Many stall owners just pick up their stalls and leave.

This wonton uncle is no exception.

He also stopped making wontons, and immediately stood up and cleaned up the stall.

"Run!"

One by one, the stall owners fled in embarrassment, like a torrent.

The down-and-out uncle cleaned up the stall in three or two clicks, directly picked up the burden, and rushed forward.

The tables, chairs, and chopsticks that diners eat are all discarded!

What made Mo Ran almost stunned was that the speed at which this down-and-out uncle escaped was simply amazing!

As soon as the smoke slipped, it was rushed to the front!

Mo Ran felt that he had used Ling Xubu to the extreme, and it was not as fast as this uncle!

Moreover, this down-and-out uncle is still carrying the burden.

At one end of the burden, there is a pot with boiling water in it!

The fleeing crowd was even more crowded.

This uncle was stunned and didn't let a drop of boiling water spill out!

It's like a crowded street, empty.

Everywhere he passed, it was as if everyone had automatically made way for him to make way for a wide avenue!

"Money!"

Mo Ran suddenly remembered, and hurriedly shouted, "I haven't given the money yet!"

"Next time together!"

The voice of the down-and-out uncle came from afar.

Subsequently, it disappeared into the crowd and was never seen again.