Meng Ran lifted the stone, everyone present was already boiling, a thin guy, he was able to make a stone that Director Li was helpless about.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know if the two hundred taels of silver are still counted?" Meng Ran asked the shopkeeper beside him.

"Count... Calculate... Count, naturally count!" The shopkeeper panicked, looking at Meng Ran trembling, for fear that Meng Ran would be unhappy about what he said before.

But Meng Ran is a troublesome person, he doesn't like to do meaningless things, and naturally he doesn't have too much hatred for the shopkeeper, so he doesn't think so.

The shopkeeper handed the silver in his hand to Meng Ran, struck the gong, and shouted: "Congratulations to this white-haired boy for lifting the boulder and getting two hundred taels of silver, now I announce, lifting the stone to send money, this is the end, thank you for coming to our store often!"

"This white-haired boy is so powerful! He lifted the boulder with one hand, much more powerful than Director Li. ”

"yes, yes, we were all wrong!"

The object of the surrounding discussion went from Director Li to Meng Ran, and said frantically that Meng Ran was good, that was good.

When Meng Ran heard it, he didn't think so, picked up the silver and turned to leave.

"Master, please bow to the apprentice!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man knelt on the ground at Meng Ran's feet, clenched his hands into fists, and shouted at Meng Ran Master.

At first glance, isn't this Director Li, isn't Director Li a peerless master who can do ten in one dozen.

Now he knelt on the ground with both feet, clenched his hands into fists, and whispered to his teacher.

"Cultivation is about facing difficulties, and when the tiger is in a cage, he will forget that he is the king of beasts. ”

Meng Ran smiled at him, whistled, and left satisfied.

Li Huan got up, pondered, and looked at Meng Ran's slowly blurred figure, with a complicated face.

Although this Director Li is unstoppable, he is also a master who can afford to lose, he is a man who can afford to lose, he has said that he will apprentice to the teacher, there is no unwillingness, there are not many such people in the world.

The cultivation world is cunning and sinister, if a person's pursuit of justice and righteousness is undoubtedly the most deadly, how many righteous and thin clouds of power, died in their own hands, once Meng Ran was the same, in the end, it also ended up like this.

On the long street, Meng Ran shook the silver two in his hand, and his heart was full of joy, it turned out that the happiness of mortals was so simple.

While it's still early, you have to hurry up and find a horse and get on the road quickly, because when it's late, it will be inconvenient to walk.

Meng Ran, who was thinking about finding a horse, turned his head to look behind him, and along the way, he always felt that there were always a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, which was very uncomfortable.

But when he looked back, it was empty, and Meng Ran always felt a chill in his back.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by him, the black shadow was fast, Meng Ran didn't react, but it had already reached him, in front of him, with a strange smile.

"Young man, borrow a money bag. The voice was hoarse, Meng Ran hadn't seen the other party's appearance clearly, he only knew that he was an old man, and he had already disappeared.

The whole process was completed in the blink of an eye.

Damn, my money bag is gone, and the old thief is gone.

Touching the empty chest, the money bag on his body, and the box containing two hundred taels of silver, disappeared, it can really be regarded as a breeze on his sleeves.

Meng Ran was furious, and finally made the money in this way, and was annoyed, made a seal with one hand, and quickly chased towards the corner of the alley where the old man disappeared.

Odd.

No matter how fast Ren Mengran chased, every time he turned an alley, he could only see the back of the old man, and then he disappeared again.

Unable to catch up with a bad old man, Meng Ran was furious, tried his best, and tried his best to catch up, but he always kept a seemingly close but unreachable distance from the old man.

It was as if the old man was deliberately waiting for Meng Ran while running.

"Hahaha... Can't catch up, can't catch up, just can't catch up!" An eerie laugh sounded, and the old man laughed playfully.

Damn, I won't peel you off if I catch you.

It seems that this matter can't be good, Meng Ran has always had clear grievances, and revenge will be avenged, being humiliated like this, he felt very uncomfortable, and he immediately became angry and scolded.

"Waste, it will run, and there is a kind of coming out to compete with Meng Mou. ”

Meng Ran shouted and scolded as he ran, wanting to use the agitation method to stimulate the other party.

"Are you a fool to me, competing with a cultivator!" the old man's voice sounded again.

Meng Ran was cold, and the agitation method didn't work, so he had to continue to catch up.

It seems that in the future, it is necessary to practice a powerful body method, Meng Ran has also practiced a body method before, but it is an exercise that can only be used in the psychic realm, and now it cannot be used in any way.

Indeed, Meng Ran had previously cultivated a Xuan-level body method, called Autumn Wind Escape, and his cultivation was a great achievement, but his body was as light as a swallow, and he traveled thousands of miles a day. But now, he hasn't used it for too long, and he's forgotten about it.

Wow, Meng Ran was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, and the other side didn't want the money bag in his hand at all, he just wanted to play with him, Meng Ran noticed it.

He was born into a famous family, and he has experienced this kind of thing there, and generally speaking, he has done a lot of such things himself.

The alleys stretch endlessly, as if they can never be walked endlessly. After chasing for so long, it stands to reason that there should be no alleys for a long time.

Meng Ran finally noticed that something was wrong and was secretly shocked.

"Well, no, what's mixed in the air?" Meng Ran unexpectedly found that the surroundings were gray, and the clear air was mixed with unknown colored gases, and it also emitted a strange smell, which was paralyzing.

"Oh no, it's a phantom array. This intoxicating air, Meng Ran woke up from his sleep, and boldly guessed that this was a formation master,

Moreover, the grade of this formation mage is not weak, and the one who can deploy such a phantom array is at least a formation mage above the third level.

The formation mage has a long heritage, which can be divided into first, second, and third...... Nineth-level array mages, each level is very different, and it is different from cultivators

, The formation master is more special, you need a certain talent to learn this, even if the spiritual root is poor, but you can make up for it with the efforts of the day after tomorrow, and on the contrary, the formation master is different, if you can't do it, you can't do it, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.

At the same stage, the formation mage could completely crush the cultivator, there was no doubt about it. Meng Ran had also seen many formation masters, all of whom were amazing characters.

Meng Ran retreated, he didn't dare to chase forward in the end, or his life was important, he was inexplicably caught in someone else's phantom array, this is at least a third-level formation mage, he is a little rookie in the condensation realm, in front of a third-level formation mage, it can really be said that a hundred deaths are not much.

He began to run back, no longer chasing the old man, the silver is gone, you can earn it again, if your life is gone, there will be nothing, the pros and cons of this, Meng Ran is still very clear.

"Ah, why don't you chase it, it's really boring. The old man was playing a little temper like a coquettish, and Meng Ran was furious when he heard it, so he could only go away in distress.

What a dead old man who is disrespectful to the old man, if I hadn't found out in time, I would have fallen for it, and I don't know how to die.

Meng Ran breathed a long sigh of relief, ran for a long time, and finally couldn't sense the existence of the old man.

It really scared him just now, and a formation master suddenly appeared, and he was still an old ghost formation master.

In the eyes of a third-level formation mage, a small Condensation Pulse Realm cultivator, with a small formation at his fingertips, could make him die and not die anymore.

"Why are you staring at me, shouldn't you, how can a third-level formation master embarrass me as a rookie?" Meng Ran pondered, very puzzled.

Walk quickly, walk quickly, this place should not stay for a long time.

I ran for a long time, but there was still no one around, which was extremely weird.

Meng Ran still felt a chill in his back, and he didn't get out of this weird phantom array.

It was dark, and the streets around me distorted, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into nothingness.

When I looked closely, it was pitch black all around, and I could faintly see the surrounding trees towering to the sky, and I was already in a forest, with the sound of insects and the roars of wild beasts from time to time.

There were also drops of water falling from the branches, dripping on the body, ticking.

"Shhhh

Where is this, how am I here, am I not supposed to be in the market?

Wrong wrong.

It's only now that the phantom array is out.,When I chased just now, I guess I was hit by the phantom array.,I don't know how long the time has passed.,It's already night.。

"Yikes... Yikes...!"

Above his head, the moonlight shone down through the dense branches and leaves, and on it, a crow made a seeping sound, and when he looked closely, the crow stared at Meng Ran with red eyes, which was extremely weird.

Who is the old man? Meng Ran wondered.

"Whew!" a cool breeze hit.

"Not good!" Meng Ran felt a hint of hostility, and vigilantly released ice blue spiritual power, shouting that it was not good.

The spiritual power is released, and with every step, there will be some sound of ice slag breaking.

"Boom!" A figure appeared behind Meng Ran, Meng Ran wanted to hide, but it was too late, the black shadow kicked over directly, Meng Ran was directly kicked away, fell on the muddy ground in the distance, and his whole body was muddy.

"Who, who, when you come out, you will carry out a sneak attack, what kind of hero is it!" Meng Ran shouted loudly into the air and sarcastically.

The black shadow kicked Meng Ran and then disappeared into the darkness.

"My old man, I'm not a hero!" the dark shadow finally spoke in some darkness, his voice hoarse and lifeless.

Damn, Meng Ran scolded secretly, it was the dead old man who stole money again.

Another kick came, the leg strength was amazing, raising a fallen leaf, rustling. Meng Ran smiled, he had already taken precautions, and he turned sideways and dodged the attack.

With a missed kick, Meng Ran seized the opportunity, and the ice blue spiritual power emitted from his left hand, slapping towards the black shadow, and the cold air was overwhelming.

I only heard the black shadow sigh softly.

"How is it possible!" Meng Ran was shocked, just now it was obviously a palm that must be hit, but the black shadow disappeared into the shadowless, and the palm missed.

"Hey, hey!" said the old man, smiling wickedly in the darkness.

"Boom!" another kick fell, Meng Ran still had to be prepared and dodged quickly, but unfortunately, this black shadow became extremely fast, approaching Meng Ran at a speed invisible to the naked eye, so this kick. It landed on Meng Ran's ass again without accident, and was thrown away again.

Meng Ran hadn't landed yet, and when he was in the air, his eyes were black.

A big sack wrapped Meng Ran, the black shadow tightly tied the sack, the corners of his mouth rose, and he carried the sack on his back, walking towards the unknown north.