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Qiu Qianren quickly agreed, staring at the scene without blinking.

"Oh, Zihao, what's wrong with you?"

Looking around the noisy scene, Chen Yuanyuan saw his son at a glance.

She hurried over to help Chen Zihao who had fallen to the ground. When she found that his arm was broken, her mean face twisted.

"Zihao, who did it? You tell mother, and mother will vent your anger on you."

The voice was almost squeezed out from between the teeth, showing the anger in Chen Yuanyuan's heart.

"Mom, it's this bitch."

As if a drowning man had caught a life-saving straw, Chen Zihao raised his finger and poked Meng Qianqian viciously.

Brush brush!

At the same time, many guests who arrived from behind also cast their eyes on Mengqianqian with doubts.

"Meng Qianqian?"

In the deathly silence, Chen Ziying said in astonishment.

"Chen Ziying, of course you are the one who humiliated my mother and me online?"

Meng Qianqian star narrowed her eyes, flickering coldly.

They had never met each other, but Chen Ziying could call out her own name casually, and the answer was ready to come.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I have been abroad these days. When did I humiliate and insult you on the Internet?"

There was a hint of panic in Chen Ziying's eyes.

She was naturally not afraid of Meng Qianqian, but he was also a disciple of Zhentian Palace after all, and this status alone was enough to make her extremely scrupulous and deny it.

"If you didn't do it, why did you call out my name when we first met?"

Meng Qianqian continued to ask.

In fact, she wanted to make a direct move in her heart, but if the other party did not admit it, it would inevitably be stigmatized as deliberately making trouble.

"You are a disciple of Emei. I have watched the video before when Fairy Emei showed his holiness, and I know you are normal."

Chen Ziying continued to deny it.

"Ziying, who is this woman?"

Gao An couldn't help interrupting.

At this time, he was frowning tightly, for no reason, he always felt that Meng Qianqian looked familiar.

"Gao An, do you still remember Meng Lan?"

Meng Qianqian's beautiful eyes also looked at Gao An.

Although the middle-aged man in front of her is her biological father, in Meng Qianqian's heart, she only has a deep loathing for him.

"Who are you? How do you know Menglan?"

Because it was too unbelievable, Gao An's face turned pale instantly, and his whole body trembled.

"My name is Mengqianqian, and Menglan is my mother."

Meng Qianqian clenched her fists tightly and spoke word by word. 7 questions

"what?"

Gao An's mind went blank, and he staggered back a few steps.

"It turns out that you are the daughter of that vixen. Our Chen family didn't look for you, but you came here to find fault? You even broke Zihao's hand. What's your fault?"

Chen Yuanyuan was so angry that the gouache fell off her face, she raised her hands, and rushed towards Meng Qianqian with all her teeth and claws.

"Mom, don't be impulsive."

Chen Ziying quickly grabbed Chen Yuanyuan who was losing her mind.

"Ziying, what are you doing to stop your mother? Don't you think that your father's blood is in her body, so your heart softens?"

Chen Yuanyuan's face was full of anger.

"Mother, Meng Qianqian broke one of Zihao's arms inexplicably, so naturally this matter can't be dismissed like this."

Chen Ziying frowned and said: "But she can hurt Zihao, so it can be seen that her cultivation has reached the height of Wu Zongjing. If you go up rashly, you will definitely not get cheap."

Hearing this, the anger in Chen Yuanyuan's heart dissipated a little.

"Sister, aren't you at the peak of a master? You just need to teach her a good lesson. She broke my arm, and you just need to break her limbs."

Chen Zihao yelled with displeasure on his face.

When did he suffer such grievances?

"Meng Qianqian, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Since you deliberately came to cause trouble and broke my brother's arm, don't blame me for being ruthless today!"

After Leng Lie's words fell, Chen Ziying flipped her wrist, and a blood-red sword was added.

Brush brush!

Following her gesture, several red sword glows bloomed instantly, sweeping towards Meng Qianqian in an encircling manner.

"It's hard for outsiders to say that I use the big to bully the small. Today I will fight you empty-handed. If you can persist in ten moves undefeated in my hands, it will be regarded as my loss."

A gleam of light appeared in Meng Qianqian's eyes, and she greeted her.

"Isn't Meng Qianqian too trusting? She actually plans to fight Chen Ziying with her bare hands?"

"That's right...Chen Ziying's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the master level, and the blood sword in her hand has reached the category of a five-star spiritual weapon. Looking at the younger generation in the martial arts world of the entire magic capital, it can be compared with it." There are very few of them, right?"

The onlookers burst into an uproar.

Most of them felt that Mengqianqian was a little overbearing.

Of course, they didn't know Mengqianqian's cards.

The current Meng Qianqian has reached the late stage of the great master, which is several realms higher than what Chen Ziying said.

Under the suppression of her own absolute strength, if Meng Qianqian used the purple and blue swords, Chen Ziying might not be able to survive even one move.