1050: C1050 The Shocked Chen Ziyang

C1050 The Shocked Chen Ziyang

It was a 15-16 year old girl with long hair, and she was almost 1.6 meters tall.

She was wearing a pair of white canvas casual shoes, and coupled with the tight white T-shirt and light blue denim shorts, the girl's youthful aura was fully displayed.

The most eye-catching thing was the girl's beautiful long hair that hung down to her buttocks, and the red dot between her eyebrows that looked like the finishing touch of a dragon.

She was like an otherworldly fairy, pure and refined.

"Who is it!?"

Ning Feixuan, Chen Ziyang, Shen Xinghan, and the others stood up almost at the same time. They stared at the person who had come, as if they were facing a great enemy!

It was all because this girl had appeared without any warning!

Not to mention Ning Feixuan, who was a grade A superpower whose name shook the Eurasia, even Chen Ziyang, a half-step Divine Level Expert, didn't notice it at all!

Ning Feixuan and Chen Ziyang could not help but look at each other. Their shock fell into each other's eyes.

However, when everyone saw the face of this young girl, they could not help but exclaim.

Even Ning Feixuan, who had the face of an angel, felt ashamed in front of this young lady.

Not to mention Shen Yiru, Shen Xinghan and the others.

Just as these few martial cultivator appeared as though they were facing a great enemy, when the female expert Soong Shuling saw the long-haired young lady, her originally worried face was instantly replaced by a pleasantly surprised expression.

"Siran? Why are you here?"

Soong Shuling quickly walked forward and pulled Meng Siran's hand. She directly pulled her to the front of the crowd and enthusiastically introduced her.

"Let me introduce you all. This is Ran's..." The female strong Soong Shuling said half of her sentence and seemed to be somewhat at a loss.

However, Meng Siran's red lips slightly parted and a cold voice that was like a quiet spring in the mountains leisurely sounded, "Classmate."

Seeing this mysterious young girl admit her relationship with her son for the first time, Soong Shuling looked at Meng Siran with some surprise and immediately nodded with a smile, "That's right, Siran is Ran's classmate and is about the same age as Ran."

Ning Feixuan and the rest looked at each other and even Zhang Tao could not help looking at Su Fangfei with a puzzled expression.

This Bookworm scratched his head and quietly muttered,

"Sister Su, don't you think she looks like Ran?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes fell on Meng Siran's small face. Ning Feixuan, who had seen Meng Ran's True Cyan Jade Glass Body, was even more shocked. She only felt that this young girl was simply carved from the same mold as Meng Ran!

Similar! Really too similar!

Contrary to everyone's shock, the silent Chen Ziyang secretly operated the magic strength, trying to pry into the secrets on Meng Siran's body.

However, a strange scene happened!

Chen Ziyang only felt that his magic strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction at all!

Chen Ziyang, who did not believe in evil, gathered the magic strength to his feet, and then passed through the ground, silently extending to Meng Siran's feet, peeping at her.

In the end, the girl was like a bottomless pit. Chen Ziyang's magic strength was completely absorbed without any reaction!

Impossible! Even a Martial Arts Legend wouldn't be able to absorb my magic strength out of thin air! 'What kind of monster is she!? '

This disciple of the Heavenly Master Tao seemed to have seen a legendary fantasy. He was shocked to the extreme, and even his brain had become numb.

Half of it!0

In less than ten seconds, Chen Ziyang had already poured out half of his magic strength. The result was that all of it was absorbed by Meng Siran without exception!

At this moment, the disciple of the Heavenly Master Tao, who was confident that he could sweep across the Jiangnan area with the power of a demigod, looked at Meng Siran as if he was looking at a monster. He could not say a word.

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