1517: C1517 The Fear of Death

C1517 The Fear of Death

With a loud shout, the teacup in Meng Ran's hand seemed to turn into a deadly sharp blade that pierced through the forehead of the richest man in Jiangnan!

Puchi!

With a flick of his finger, the teacup passed through Lu Hongyuan's forehead, passing through his entire brain!

Fresh blood and brain matter gushed out like a spring. Lu Shaoqian and Shen Xingyun, who were splashed with blood, had their faces filled with shock!

The sticky and warm liquid on their faces made them feel as if death was only half an inch away from them!

"Ah!"

"Don't do it! Don't kill me! Meng Ran, I beg you, don't kill me! I beg you! "

" As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you ask me to! I'm begging you! "

Young Master Lu, who had witnessed his father's brain explode, fell to his knees under Meng Ran's feet with a bang. His head heavily hit the ground, and he desperately begged for mercy.

It was too terrifying!

This young man was really too terrifying!

In his eyes, human life was like grass! The richest man in Jiangnan, who was as rich as a country, died so easily under his hands!

Lu Shaoqian, who was facing death at such a close distance, was so scared that his heart stopped beating.

Meng Ran glanced at this Young Master Lu indifferently. In his deep eyes, other than coldness, there was also a trace of doubt.

Whether Lu Shaoqian was the martial cultivator or not, this question had been lingering in Meng Ran's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

In his previous life, when his Life Fire was about to be extinguished, the shocking scene of Lu Shaoqian leaping dozens of meters was still deeply engraved in Meng Ran's mind.

No matter how good the physical strength of an ordinary person was, it was absolutely impossible for them to leap dozens of meters.

Therefore, Meng Ran had always suspected that this Lu Shaoqian was very likely to be a martial cultivator!

But even if Meng Ran killed Lu Hongyuan with his own hands, this Lu Shaoqian did not resist at all. Meng Ran also did not sense any true essence or magic power from him.

This Lu Shaoqian must be an ordinary person!

Could it be that I was in a trance when I was on the verge of death, and that's why I was mistaken?

He shook his head. Now that Lu Shaoqian was in his hands, it was impossible for him to escape. Meng Ran couldn't be bothered to think about these questions anymore.

"Young Master Lu, who said that I'm going to kill you?" Meng Ran said plainly.

Lu Shaoqian felt like he had heard the sound of nature. His face was filled with ecstasy, and he kept kowtowing to express his gratitude, fearing that Meng Ran would go back on his word.

Seeing that Meng Ran really didn't want to kill Lu Shaoqian, Queen Of Jinghua couldn't hold on any longer. She also knelt down in front of Meng Ran, crying and begging.

"Meng Ran! Xingyun deserved to die. It was Xingyun who was obsessed. Xingyun did not dare to do it again! I beg you to spare me! Xingyun swears to the heavens that she is willing to serve Immortal Master Meng for the rest of her life! "

Meng Ran sneered. He said with great interest. "How do you serve them?"

Shen Xingyun was stunned for a moment before her beautiful eyes suddenly became charming. She moved her exquisite body to Meng Ran's ear and said in a seductive tone,

"Of course I will use my body to serve you."

"Immortal Master Meng, your cultivation level is unparalleled. It is Xingyun's honor to serve you."

Shen Xingyun was a stunning beauty to begin with. Looking at the Jiangnan area, the men did not want to see her. Covering Queen Of Jinghua under his body, they were extremely happy?1

At this moment, facing Queen Of Jinghua's proactive seduction. Guiding him, the corner of Meng Ran's mouth suddenly raised into a profound arc.

When Lu Shaoqian saw his fiancee, after betraying him and throwing herself into Wan Chengzhi's arms, he once again threw himself into Meng Ran's arms.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed and wanted to slap this slut to death.

However, in front of Meng Ran, Lu Shaoqian didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction. His face was full of smiles, as if he was happy to see this happen.

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