Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

On the way back, Bai Feifei changed her previous silence and started to chatter.

She has such a temperament, and her temper comes and goes quickly.

"Classmate Jiang, are you sure you don't want to know what Fairy Girl said to me?" She held the steering wheel with both hands and observed Jiang Ran's expression in the rearview mirror.

Whenever she found a slight fluctuation, she decided to tease him.

As a result, nearly half a minute passed after he finished asking the question, but Jiang Ran still didn't even raise his eyes, let alone a change in his expression.

Bai Feifei's expression was a little panicked, and she was about to continue teasing, but she heard a sudden long beep from the car next to her. She quickly turned the steering wheel to the left, and she was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.

The moonlight stone in Jiang Ran's arms flashed slightly, and the repulsive force on the right side of the car suddenly dissipated, and the original collision between the two cars did not happen.

"Huh... I'm scared to death." Bai Feifei didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. She took a long breath and didn't dare to be distracted.

"Uncle Ran, you are really not afraid of death." It wasn't until the light turned red that she stretched out her hand and gave Jiang Ran a thumbs up.

Jiang Ran looked at the red light and counted the seconds through the front window. After thinking about it, he finally said: "Life and death are reincarnations. They are just trivial matters."

I always feel that this person has some serious illness besides being a middle school student.

Bai Feifei couldn't help complaining, but this calmness gradually calmed her down, and the frightening feeling just now gradually disappeared.

"Why did you say the dog-headed lines?"

She twitched her lips, feeling that the first half of the sentence was very familiar.

Jiang Ran glanced at her silently, which was worth more than a thousand words.

"Forget it, let me tell you." She released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator, but still couldn't hold back what she wanted to say as soon as she left Jingshan Residence.

"Shen Qingyun said you are becoming more and more handsome."

Jiang Ran didn't even bother to move his eyelids, not to mention whether Shen Qingyun would say such a thing.

With the dual combination of Nine Tribulations Mysterious Technique and Lingxi Technique, his mental outlook would gradually be fine-tuned until his body, skin and bones were so perfect that no one needed to comment.

"Boring." Seeing that he had no reaction, Bai Feifei complained dryly.

"Shen Qingyun just discussed her birthday with me." She finally got to the point.

When Jiang Ran heard this, he remembered that Ma Yilun had mentioned this matter when he met him at Jinzhiyuye a few days ago.

"As soon as I mentioned her birthday, your attention immediately became focused, didn't you? You oblivious guy!"

The woman's sixth sense told Bai Feifei that what Jiang Ran was thinking about at the moment must be related to Shen Qingyun.

"She doesn't like the atmosphere of banquets and thinks it will cause trouble to others, so she won't have a birthday party this year."

Bai Feifei was looking at the road intently as she spoke this time, and was no longer distracted to observe Jiang Ran.

"So after my suggestion, Fairy Shen decided to take advantage of the long holiday to invite everyone to travel. She will be responsible for all expenses and air tickets!"

"Are you surprised?" She chuckled, wanting to hear Jiang Ran ask who was there and whether he was invited.

Jiang Ran didn't react much. Hearing her question to him, he thought about it and said calmly: "I won't go. You two have fun."

Originally, if Shen Qingyun invited him on the grounds of his birthday, there would be no harm in going out for a walk.

But he couldn't care about these trivial matters now. In early October, he had promised to treat Yan Chuan's chronic illness, and he had to find a way to get a large sum of money to buy Yangzhi from Lin Mudan.

If these two things are mixed together, it will definitely be impossible to travel with Shen Qingyun and the others.

"That's right." Bai Feifei snorted disdainfully, "Whether you love me or not, it will make you look less like someone else."

For some reason, the joy deep in her heart seemed to become lighter.

……

It was night, and the window on the second floor of the Bai family villa opened quietly, and a figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Jiang Ran went out and hailed a taxi without notifying Zhao Laowu, and went directly to Yunshang Immortal Palace.

It was the beginning of the nightlife at this moment. The guests coming and going were all red-faced and most of them were drunk.

The fire in Jingchuan Building and Chu Jichuan's escape from Nandu had no impact on the lives of ordinary people at all.

When the taxi stopped on the roadside, Jiang Ran opened the door and walked out wearing the same clothes he wore when he first met Shen Qingjun in Shengjing Entertainment City.

He stood straight and headed straight for the main entrance.

"Hello sir, do you have an appointment?" A graceful cheongsam lady in her twenties bowed her head and apologized.

"No reservation." Jiang Ran's voice was indifferent. This was the first time he was stopped when he walked to the door. It seemed that there were indeed many guests in Yunshang Palace tonight.

Just as the cheongsam woman was about to speak, someone inadvertently glanced at the main entrance and ran over in a panic.

Hearing the movement, the cheongsam woman looked back and shouted timidly: "Brother Scar."

The person who came was none other than Zhao Laowu's scar, and he was carrying two bottles of unbranded liquor.

When he met the eyes of the young man at the door, Scarzi finally understood what the aura that Sister Wan was talking about was.

He carried two bottles of wine, bent down respectfully, and said in a flattering tone: "Mr. Jiang, why didn't you inform me in advance that you were coming?"

The cheongsam girl was so shocked that she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She turned her head stiffly and looked at Jiang Ran, her voice trembling slightly: "Yes, I'm sorry... I..."

Jiang Ran didn't even look at her, he raised his legs and walked inside.

Scarzi quickly waved his hand at her: "Just go ahead and do what you have to do. Mr. Jiang doesn't have time to argue with you."

After saying that, he started to follow Jiang Ran like a bitch.

The cheongsam girl's face turned pale with fright. She had seen how miserable it was for some second-generation girls who accidentally offended them. It was said that she was forced to drink red wine all night...of course not with the mouth mentioned above.

Even this kind of second generation would not make Scar submissive to this point. At that moment, she was even ready to be used as a toy in the private room.

It turned out that Mr. Jiang had no care at all, and probably didn't even remember what he looked like.

This is called a big shot!The cheongsam lady thought to herself.

sixth floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Ran saw a woman.

"Scar, you are riding a horse..." Xia Wanwan almost bit off her tongue before swallowing the second half of her sentence. Her curvy body against the cheongsam instantly bent down, almost softening her body.

"Mr. Jiang." Her eyebrows were affectionate, her eyelashes were trembling, and her words were mixed with a bit of weakness. She raised her neck slightly, trying to show a posture of letting others take advantage of her.

Oh my god!Oh my god!Who can help me!

She is really cowardly.

What the young man in front of her had done in the past few days with an indifferent face, as if nothing mattered... She knew it more clearly than anyone else.

Chu Jichuan made Chu Jichuan escape from Nandu without a trace, and then set fire to the Nandu building, but nothing happened. This method had reached the peak of her awe.

"Take me to find Zhao Laowu." Jiang Ran lowered his eyes and glanced at her. Even after witnessing this lively and weak gesture, his tone did not fluctuate at all.

When Xia Wanwan heard this, she knew that he was not angry, so she straightened up instantly and thought to herself.

Thanks to my aunt's rabbit and big peach, Mr. Jiang was reluctant to destroy the flower with his own hands, otherwise today's test would be really difficult.