Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 148

Chapter 148 God also prefers you 3

But the man just stared at him blankly, his eyes gently tracing his face. After a long time, he said, “Junior brother, you are still alive.”

“Of course I won’t die!” Xie Rong said bitterly, “If you want to die, it’s up to you to die!”

Meng Yiran said hoarsely: “It’s good to be alive…it’s good to be alive…”

“Stop pretending to me!” Xie Rong felt sick in his heart, and angrily slapped Meng Yiran’s face, “If my meridians hadn’t been cut off and my cultivation had been completely destroyed, would you have been the leader of a waste like you?!”

Meng Yiran still looked at him gently.

Xie Rong said it right.

No matter how talented the swordsman was back then, he was just a mediocre person compared to Xie Rong.

From the very beginning, the master brought his junior brother back to Canglan Mountain and gave him a surname as a thank you, because he had made up his mind to let his junior brother inherit his true heritage. The position of head of the Canglan Sect was just a matter of convenience.

Who could have expected…who could have expected!

Meng Yiran looked at the bright red wedding clothes on his body and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. The stable state that had been stable for many years was now on the verge of collapse.

Xie Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the head uniform with golden runes floating on his body. His face suddenly turned cold and he tore Meng Yiran’s robe into pieces with his fingers.

“This is supposed to be mine! Mine!”

Meng Yiran closed his eyes.

The young man sitting on him roared hysterically, like a young animal covered in bruises, stubbornly showing its claws towards those who approached him.

Meng Yiran held his hand and said, “Junior brother, go back with me.”

“Go back?” Xie Rong lowered his head and came closer to him, stared at him, and suddenly smiled, his color was boundless in an instant, “Will you go back and give me your position as the leader?”

Meng Yiran also smiled: “Of course, junior brother, I can do whatever I want.”

Xie Rong stopped smiling, and Mei Li’s eyebrows were filled with gloom.

Meng Yiran tentatively held his hand, and her generous palm completely wrapped his hand, trembling slightly, “Master and I used to practice swordsmanship with my junior brother hand in hand like this, okay?”

Xie Rong glanced at the unconscious Nie Mingxiu not far away with hatred, and the heart that was finally dug out returned to its original position.

“Then what are you going to do with him?”

Meng Yiran shook his head: “Junior brother wanted him to die, so he took him to the sword platform and executed him in public. Why did he dirty his hands?”

Xie Rong stood up suddenly, with hatred in his eyes, and kicked him viciously: “Just now you stopped me for him! Stop lying to me, you are all in the same group! Who do you think you are? If you really think of yourself as the head of Canglan Mountain, will everyone else listen to you? You are a bunch of bitches, go to hell!”

“Lu Anlan!” Xie Rong said sharply.

Meng Yiran turned his head suddenly.

The man wrapped in black appeared silently from the corner, like a shadow that was always at hand, walking towards them with a sword in hand.

“I’m here,” the man said with a cold face and a tall figure. When he raised his eyes, there was only a red shadow in his eyes.

Xie Rong pointed at Meng Yiran: “Kill him, kill him for me!”

Lu Anlan didn’t take action immediately and asked him, “Don’t you want to suck him? You’ve been picky about food lately and you’ve been hungry for a long time.”

Ever since Xie Rong relied on evil skills to break through and become a god, it has become difficult for ordinary monks to enter his eyes. He will inevitably become unhappy after being hungry for too long, and he will lose his temper with Lu Anlan when he is unhappy.

Hearing this, Xie Rong’s eyes lit up.

The leader of the Canglan Sect in front of him is a powerful person in the tribulation stage. Inhaling one is more nourishing than inhaling tens of thousands of ordinary monks!

But before sucking Meng Yiran dry, he had to do the most important thing.

Xie Rong raised his hand, and Nie Mingxiu’s neck flew into his palm.

With his five fingers turning into claws, he took out Nie Mingxiu’s heart again and crushed it into a ball of blood foam.

Nie Mingxiu woke up from the pain and let out a shrill scream. Blood splashed on Xie Rong’s snow-white cheeks.

The screams stopped abruptly at the moment when his heart was completely broken.

Xie Rong had a perverse smile on his face, and the drops of blood on his cheeks bloomed like red plums, making him look more and more like a witch.

“Senior brother, what I love to do most now is to get my hands dirty.” He smiled sweetly, threw away the body in his hand, and leaned down to pat Meng Yiran’s face, “Don’t worry, I won’t let go of any of those bastards in Canglan Mountain who should have died in the secret realm! Watching my disciples die tragically at my hands is my reunion gift to my senior brother after so many years of separation.”

As both monks in the Tribulation Stage, Meng Yiran should be on par with Lu Anlan. Even now that Lu Anlan has long since lost the purple luck given by heaven, Meng Yiran has a greater chance of winning.

But Xie Rong has always been very generous with his dogs. Every time he inhales the essence until it overflows, he will feed Lu Anlan a little pure spiritual energy in the middle of the night when no one is around, just like in the past in Canglan Mountain, he would always throw the foundation building pills that he did not use to Lu Anlan.

Therefore, although Lu Anlan was in the same realm as Meng Yiran, the spiritual energy in his body was extremely abundant and endless. Meng Yiran was no match and was quickly defeated.

Xie Rong pulled off the Fushan Ring on his index finger and recited a spell. The Fushan Ring immediately expanded several times and was firmly locked around Meng Yiran’s neck.

“You better be good, otherwise Fushan Jie will strangle your neck immediately if he notices that I am unhappy,” Xie Rong sat back on him, buried his head in the side of Meng Yiran’s neck, bit a small hole, and eagerly absorbed the power from Meng Yiran.

Lu Anlan leaned against the wall and watched over him, quietly lowering his eyes and wiping the sword in his hand.

During this time, he had become accustomed to waiting for the man sitting next to him and cleaning him up after he sucked a man dry.

Half an hour later.

Xie Rong got up from Meng Yiran, his belly under his wedding clothes was already slightly bulging.

As expected of a monk in the tribulation period, he was fed in no time.

Lu Anlan walked over and picked him up. Xie Rong closed his eyes sleepily and huddled in his arms to sleep.

Maybe it’s a side effect of evil power. Every time I take in too much power, I will feel sleepy.

Lu Anlan swept aside the Canglan Mountain disciples who were stunned on the spot, and everyone made way out of the way in fear.

As he walked away, the Fushan ring around Meng Yiran’s neck extended a line of light purple light and connected to Xie Rong’s index finger, pulling the man’s neck to follow him, like a dog leash.

“You took away his soul lamp, and you already knew that he was alive?” Meng Yiran looked ugly, and he didn’t know what he thought of, but he suddenly realized and murmured, “No… He has been hidden by you from the beginning, right? No wonder… no matter how I summon souls in these years, I can’t find any trace of him!”

“He died with you because he didn’t want to marry you. How can you still have the dignity to stay by his side?” Meng Yiran asked.

Lu Anlan said coldly: “You should ask yourself this question. If you hadn’t let the disciples in the sect provoke him in front of him out of jealousy, how could he think that I was humiliating him and commit suicide in despair on the wedding day?”

Meng Yiran’s expression was pale.

It wasn’t just him back then…it was everyone in the family who couldn’t tolerate Lu Anlan!

Although they were heartbroken when their proud son suddenly fell, they could not help but have dark delusions in their hearts. They took the person into their arms in the name of protection, but it was Lu Anlan who was just an outer disciple with mediocre qualifications. However, when he went to the snow mountain to find immortal grass for Xie Rong, he narrowly escaped death and got a chance to surpass them.