Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

"Ah! Cockroach! There's a cockroach! Silly big guy, quickly come in! There are cockroaches in this room!"    

Amidst the screams, Shen Xinghan, who was dressed in a plain embroidered dress, rushed out of the room. As if she had seen something terrifying, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.    

In front of the door of the room, there was a strong man with a strong back and a strong waist. He stood straight like a javelin. He was Wan Zhibin's bodyguard, Jie.    

"Are you deaf? I said there are cockroaches in the room. Help me clean them up!"    

Seeing Jie still standing there quietly, Shen Xinghan immediately became furious.    

When she was in the Shen Family, whenever she opened her mouth, a servant would immediately appear. How could she not react like this stupid big guy?    

Jie looked straight ahead and said: "Aren't you Martial Arts Master? Why would Martial Arts Master be afraid of cockroaches?"    

"You!"    

Shen Xinghan was so angry that she spat out blood. She wanted to slap this stupid big guy to death. Even though the cultivation level wasn't as good as her, he still dared to be so arrogant.    

But this Miss Shen really did not dare to make a move. That young man even dared to kill a True Dragon of the mortal world. She was really afraid of angering him and killing her with a single sword strike.    

Shen Xinghan's head tilted and she coldly said,    

"It's fine if you don't clean up the cockroaches. Change me to a presidential suite. It has to be the Russian wool carpet, the mattress of Britain's Sri Lanka..."    

Jie interrupted Shen Xinghan's words and said impatiently, "That's the standard for treating guests."    

Shen Xinghan frowned and said, "I am the dignified Miss Shen, the most distinguished guest of Jiangbei!"    

Jie shook his head and sneered, as if he was looking at a pitiful worm, "My Mr. Wan said that Immortal Master Meng had specifically told you that you are his prisoner. As long as you do not starve to death, you do not need to care about anything else."    

Shen Xinghan was startled at first, but after that, her pretty face turned purple and green. Her towering chest kept trembling, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed.    

"Meng Ran! You bastard!"    

Before he could finish his words, the door of the courtyard was pushed open and a White-clothed Youth walked in.    

"What did you say?"    

Meng Ran looked at Miss Shen, who was trembling, with an expressionless face. His eyes were filled with killing intent.    

Shen Xinghan wanted to bite this bastard in front of her to death, but she, who had witnessed the power of this young man's slash, could not muster up any courage under the gaze of those eyes filled with killing intent.    

She could only bite her red lips and look at Meng Ran hatefully.    

"Jie, how are your injuries?" Meng Ran didn't even look at the self-righteous Miss Shen, but instead asked about Jie's injuries.    

Jie chuckled and pretended to be relaxed. "I have worried Immortal Master Meng. Fortunately, you have your panacea. Otherwise, Jie's life would have been taken away by the Yama King."    

However, just as his voice faded, Jie coughed heavily and actually coughed out a mouthful of blood.    

Meng Ran frowned upon seeing this. He began to examine Jie's injuries.    

Shen Xinghan, who was at the side, crossed her arms around her chest and coldly laughed, "Don't waste your energy. Even the Shen Family can't understand the mysteries of the Ancient Tai Fist, let alone you."    

Meng Ran, whose back was facing Shen Xinghan, waved his palm. A blue palm print appeared in the void. Martial Arts Master and the pearl of Shen Family In Jiangnan were sent flying by the palm print. They crashed into the wall and fell to the ground.    

Blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth.    

"If you dare to say another word, I will give your head to that old fox, Shen Tiannan."    

Miss Shen, who was struggling to get up from the ground, didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Her pretty face was pale as she looked at Comely Youth with deep fear in her eyes.    

She did not doubt Meng Ran's words at all. If Meng Ran used even a little more force, Miss Shen, who thought highly of herself, would turn into a pile of mud like Shen Zhenhua.    

"I thought it was some kind of secret technique. It was just a covert force technique."    

Meng Ran, who had seen through Jie's internal injuries, pointed his sword at Jie's body. Azure light continuously flowed into Jie's body.    

Immediately after, under Shen Xinghan's disbelieving gaze, the bulging muscles on Jie's back quickly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he recovered to normal. In just a few breaths, Jie's injuries had completely healed!    

"How is this possible!?" Shen Xinghan was dumbstruck as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.    

The Ancient Tai Fist Secret Technique was a secret technique that was not passed down in Southeast Asia. It was extremely powerful and could torture people to death. Even the Shen Family In Jiangnan could not see through it.    

At this moment, the famous secret technique, fist Technique, was broken by this young man with a flick of his finger. How could Shen Xinghan not be shocked?    

"Try stretching your muscles and bones." Meng Ran said softly.    

Jie nodded and punched out fiercely. His fist, which was the size of a clay pot, was powerful and powerful.    

There was no longer any discomfort in his body.    

"Jie thanks Immortal Master Meng for saving my life!" Jie respectfully cupped his fists and knelt on one knee.    

"It's fine."    

Meng Ran, who had his back to Shen Xinghan, helped Jie up. He slowly walked towards the room and heard a voice.    

"Follow me in."    

Shen Xinghan bit her red lips with her teeth. Her expression was uncertain. After hesitating for a moment, she stomped her feet with hatred and gritted her teeth.