Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

Jie had been roaming the Jiangzhou for more than ten years, and his internal energy was already at the Great Completion. A single palm strike was enough to shatter metal and stone. At this moment, his powerful internal energy had actually come to a halt. Even Jie was slightly afraid of this gloomy room.    

    

"Has your father been living in this room ever since he got sick?" Meng Ran looked around as he asked.    

    

Fang Rubing looked at her father, who was unconscious. She remembered that the doctor said his father would not live past today. Tears immediately flowed down her face and she sobbed, "Father has been to many famous hospitals before. The doctors were all helpless. Later, my stepmother suggested to let my father rest at home. Father has been living in this house for more than half a year. "    

    

Meng Ran nodded and did not say anything. At that moment, he had already slowly walked to the bedside.    

    

Lee Mingzhu and Jie comforted Fang Rubing. They saw the unconscious Faang Qingdong on the bed and sighed.    

    

Seeing that Meng Ran did not respond, Lee Mingzhu asked anxiously, "Mr. Meng, how is it? Can you save him?"    

    

Meng Ran turned a deaf ear to him.    

    

Meng Ran's gaze remained on the face on the bed with his eyes tightly shut.    

    

Meng Ran suddenly raised his magic strength, and his eyes flashed with a bright light. Like two light bulbs in the dark night, they emitted a faint light, illuminating the dark room as bright as day.    

    

Fang Rubing and the other two were stunned when they saw this scene. If they had not covered their mouths tightly, they would have cried out immediately. The three of them who had never seen such a magical scene were deeply attracted.    

    

What Meng Ran saw at this moment was extremely strange.    

    

There seemed to be a wisp of black Qi lingering between the thick eyebrows of this unconscious middle-aged man. When Meng Ran activated the magic strength once again, Meng Ran shockingly discovered that the face of this middle-aged man was actually somewhat illusory. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a baby with a face full of resentment and blood!    

    

At this moment, a burst of cold and shrill laughter suddenly sounded out. The entire room was filled with a chilly wind, as if something terrifying was about to be born.    

    

Lee Mingzhu was so scared that he fell to the ground, his teeth were chattering.    

    

Fang Rubing had never seen such a scene before. Her pretty face was deathly pale, and there was no trace of blood on it. However, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind to see what was trying to harm her father.    

    

"Mr. Meng, be careful!"    

    

As Jie shouted, a cloud of black gas rushed out from the middle-aged man's face and rushed towards Meng Ran's face!    

    

"Argh!"    

    

Fang Rubing let out a scream when she saw this terrifying scene.    

    

Meng Ran was still standing with his hands behind his back. He looked at the black Qi that was lunging at him with a calm expression. He couldn't help but laugh. "I was wondering what it was. It turns out that it was just a ghost."    

    

Under the shocked gazes of the three people, Meng Ran did not even dodge. He raised his fair palm and aimed at the black Qi, then gently clenched it.    

    

At this moment, the black Qi vanished into thin air.    

    

Without waiting for the crowd to see what was in Meng Ran's hand, Meng Ran slammed his palm on the tea table.    

    

A porcelain teacup jumped into the air. The thing in Meng Ran's hand was accurately pressed onto the table by the teacup!    

    

From the moment Meng Ran attacked to the moment the black gas was suppressed, it had only been half a minute.    

    

At this moment, under the stunned gazes of the three people, Meng Ran leisurely sat on the stool and poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat.    

    

Fang Rubing and the other two widened their eyes as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. They fiercely rubbed their eyes.    

    

When they looked up, the entire room no longer had any trace of gloominess!    

    

That cluster of black gas seemed to have never appeared as it completely evaporated!    

    

"It's fine, come in."    

    

Meng Ran's calm voice rang in their ears. The three of them felt as if they had been granted amnesty, and all of them hurriedly entered the house.    

    

These three weren't cultivators, so they naturally didn't know how terrifying Meng Ran's technique that could suppress the ghost with just a cup of tea was. If everyone from the Immortal Cultivation World was here, they would probably be shocked.    

    

At the same time, in the main hall of the Faang family villa, a graceful young woman wearing a purple cheongsam was chatting with a young man with a strange red mark on his face.    

    

"Xiao Feng, don't worry about the marriage. Marriage has always been decided by the parents. Naturally, I can make the decision for Rubing's marriage. You can be at ease."    

    

The young man with the red mark on his face sitting beside her was the Lin Feng who had been taught a lesson by Meng Ran last night!    

    

At this moment, although the two red marks on his face had somewhat faded, they were still very eye-catching.    

    

Beside Lin Feng sat two old men. One of them held a medicine box in his hand, and judging from his appearance, he should be an old doctor. The other person wore a gloomy expression and wore a black Tang suit. However, his eyes were narrowed, as if he was taking a nap.    

    

"Then I'll have to thank you properly." Lin Feng said with a smile, but his eyes were looking at Zhao Ru's towering chest.    

    

"Don't be like this. I am your mother-in-law." Zhao Ru gave Lin Feng a charming look. It was really flirtatious.    

    

It was no wonder that Faang Qingdong was almost sixty years old. He did not care about the family's opposition and wanted to remarry. There were probably not many men who would not be moved by such a mature beauty in front of them.    

    

Just as she finished speaking, Zhao Ru was about to drink tea when her delicate body trembled and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

The ghost that was connected to her mind was damaged and she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

The expression on her face was even more miserable and savage, and she no longer had the slightest amorous expression from before.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

After throwing down those words filled with resentment, Zhao Ru, who had a ferocious expression on her face, actually left Lin Feng behind and charged straight towards the Fang family's Patriarch's villa without caring about him!    

    

Lin Feng, who saw this scene, was also a little confused. He turned to the two elders beside him and said, "All of you follow me."    

    

After saying that, the three of them chased after Zhao Ru.