God level negative second generation

There was no sound behind the screen.

The bodyguard who came out of the small door shouted coldly: "The boss has an order. Whoever dares to be rude to Miss Feishuang will be deprived of the VIP status and expelled from the restricted area!"

The two bodyguards held batons in their hands, and they came aggressively and oppressively.

The bodyguards of Chen Bin and Liu Jianyang were all in the entrance hall, and they were the only ones in the retro room at this moment.

But the two were not panicked.

Chen Bin pulled Liu Jianyang back three steps, and said in his mouth: "Don't get me wrong, the two of us didn't mean to be rude to Miss Feishuang, but we were forced to accompany him here. This person is not a VIP in the restricted area, what do you want?" How to deal with it, let's go first!"

After speaking, he ran back.

They knew that Yu Fan was very good, and the two bodyguards were probably not rivals.

But they also knew that Boss Meng had many talented people under his command, so he must have a way to subdue Yu Fan.

Therefore, I didn't bother to continue to put on a show, and just got away from the matter, so as not to be affected by the fight in a while.

The two bodyguards saw the two young masters running away, after a little thought, they gave up the idea of ​​chasing him, and started to catch Yu Fan from left to right.

"Get caught without a fight, leave the restricted area immediately!"

"Ah."

Yu Fan smiled, not annoyed at being left behind.

His strength lies there, and he doesn't take people at this elite bodyguard level seriously.

Yu Fan said lightly: "If you want to invite me out, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough, let Meng Rongcheng come by himself."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and hit the two of them on the chest with two slaps.

There were only two bangs, and the two of them flew back backwards, smashed on the table, knocked over the ink on the table, and made the whole body black.

Yu Fan didn't hit hard, the two of them only suffered pain, but they were not seriously injured.

Realizing that he was not an opponent, but also very bachelor, he immediately sounded the alarm and shouted: "Miss Feishuang, you leave through the back door first, we will call for help immediately!"

There was no movement behind the screen, and that Miss Feishuang neither replied nor left, as if waiting to see Yu Fan's fate.

Yu Fan became very interested in this cold and arrogant woman, and directly bypassed the screen.

Seeing this, the two bodyguards stepped forward to stop them again, but they were slapped flying by him again, falling to the foot of the wall and unable to get up for a while.

Yu Fan crossed the ink screen and looked inside.

I saw a qin platform at the back, and on the platform was an extremely exquisitely crafted lyre.

The Yaoqin is made of phoenix trees and catalpa wood as the base. The whole body is painted with purple lacquer, depicting the posture of a blue bird and the shape of a snake.

With just one glance, Yu Fan knew that the origin of this guqin is definitely not simple!
What surprised him even more was that the woman sitting behind the guqin also had a unique style.

She was wearing a white as snow classic cross-neck fairy dress, her hair was combed into a bun style towards the clouds, her sword eyebrows flew obliquely, and her starry eyes were shining brightly. Just sitting quietly, she exuded a sacred and inviolable aura.

What Yu Fan didn't expect the most was that there was a plain white veil covering the face of this woman in ancient costume, covering most of her face. Except for her eyes and eyebrows, only a small section of tall nose bridge could be seen.

"It's so tightly blocked..."

He couldn't help complaining.

But I have to admit that this kind of costume and mask is more attractive than many bright and moving makeup.

The phrase "show your face" just now is self-defeating.

"Miss Feishuang" saw him crossing the screen, with faint anger flashing in her star eyes, she said coldly: "Leave now, I can forgive your offense. If you go any further, you will regret it!"

As soon as she said a word, Yu Fan took three steps forward.

"Then come." He smiled and said confidently.

Feishuang raised her brows upside down, and snorted, "You asked for this!"

She pressed the seven strings with her left hand, and swept forward the slender nails of her right hand.

"锃~"

The exquisitely crafted Jiuxiaohuan Piqin burst out a sound of killing!
A burst of spiritual power suddenly exploded, hitting Yu Fan's chest with a mighty force.

Spiritual power!

Mana!

Surprised, Yu Fan hurriedly circulated his true energy to resist.

However, the real energy he hastily mobilized was not enough to block Feishuang's piano sound.

Bang!
A roar.

Yu Fan flew upside down.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, a kite turned over and landed firmly on the ground, so it was not too embarrassing.

Still, he was taken aback.

This woman turned out to be a practitioner!
And he is such a powerful practitioner!
He walked into the room for a few minutes, but he didn't sense the mana fluctuations on the opponent at all. He didn't realize what kind of destructive power was hidden under her white jade hands until the moment before he made a move.

"who are you?!"

"who are you?!"

Yu Fan asked.

The woman in white actually asked the same question at the same time.

The two were startled when they heard each other's words.

They all thought to themselves at the same time: "Could it be that he (she) didn't see my mana fluctuations?"

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

Almost at the same time, both of them spoke words of disbelief.

Yu Fan was stunned, rubbed his aching chest, and asked, "Which sect do you belong to? What supernatural power do you cultivate? Why can't I feel your cultivation at all?"

This time the woman did not speak with him in unison.

She frowned slightly, pressing down on the strings with one hand, ready to fight again.

He said in his mouth: "I still want to ask you. If you can resist my zither sound, you should have a cultivation base above the early stage of foundation establishment. Why can't I feel your existence at all?"

"In the early stage of foundation establishment?" Yu Fan's expression froze, and a row of question marks appeared above his head.

In his memory, "foundation building" is a process of hardening the foundation and consolidating the foundation, mainly relying on the development of the body with natural materials and earth treasures. The higher the quality of the natural materials and earth treasures, the better the foundation will be.

In other words, "building a foundation" is "one thing" rather than "a realm".

However, the words of the woman in white seem to mean the opposite.

"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.

A few ridiculous thoughts flashed in Yu Fan's mind.

This woman, could it be...

He coughed dryly and said without answering, "Tell me what your cultivation is first?"

"I... can't, you speak first!"

The woman in white, Feishuang, was about to answer, but seemed to think of something, and changed her mouth to ask.

When speaking, he hooked the strings with his jade fingers, which meant "if you don't confess first, we will see the truth under our hands".

"This……"

Yu Fan hesitated.

Intuition told him that this woman was very strong, very strong!

At least twice as strong as Lin Duantian, he wasn't even sure that he could win by a percentage!

He hesitated whether to say it or not.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, someone said: "Who is so bold to act wildly on my territory in Meng Rongcheng?"

Before the words fell, a hale and hearty old man had brought several ancient warriors into the room.