There is no sound behind the screen.

The bodyguard who walked 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 qualification and expelled from the restricted area!"

Both bodyguards held batons in their hands and came with great force.

Chen Bin and Liu Jianyang's bodyguards were all in the door hall, and at this time they were the only ones in the entire retro room.

But the two were not panicked.

Chen Bin pulled Liu Jianyang back three steps and said, "Don't get me wrong. We two have no intention of being rude to Miss Feishuang, we were just forced to accompany him. This person is not a VIP in the restricted area. You can do whatever you want, let's leave first!"

After speaking, he ran back.

They knew that Yu Fan was powerful, and these two bodyguards were probably not opponents.

But they also knew that Boss Meng had many capable people under his command, so he would definitely have a way to suppress Yu Fan.

Therefore, I was too lazy to continue pretending and just got out of trouble, so as to avoid being affected by the fight.

When the two bodyguards saw the two rich young men running away, they thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​chasing them, and grabbed Yu Fan from left to right.

"Snatch it and leave the penalty area immediately!"

"Oh."

Yu Fan laughed and was not angry if he was left behind.

His strength is there, and he doesn't take it seriously at this level of elite bodyguards.

Yu Fan said lightly: "I want to invite me out, but you may not be qualified enough. Let Meng Rongcheng do it by himself."

As he said that, he raised his right hand and hit the two of them in the chest twice.

With two bangs, the two of them flew backwards and smashed the table, knocking over the ink on the table, making them covered in black paint.

Yu Fan didn't do anything serious, and the two of them were just in pain, but they were not seriously injured.

When he found that he was not an opponent, he was very bachelor. He directly sounded the alarm and shouted: "Miss Feishuang, leave the back door first, we will ask someone to support you immediately!"

There was no movement behind the screen. Miss Feishuang neither replied nor left, as if she was 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 him again, but were slapped away by him and fell to the bottom of the wall for a long time and couldn't get up.

Yu Fan crossed the ink screen and looked inside.

I saw a piano platform behind, and there was a seven-stringed lyre with extremely exquisite workmanship on the stage.

The Yaoqin is made of sycamore trees and the base is lacquered with purple lacquer throughout the body, and the shape of a blue bird is drawn, and the shape of a snake is painted. The string silk is hidden and the body of the zither is filled with auspicious colors.

With just a glance, Yu Fan knew that the origin of this guqin was definitely not simple!

What surprised him even more was that the woman sitting behind the guqin actually had a unique style.

She was wearing a classical fairy dress that was as white as snow, her hair was combed into a cloud-like bun, her sword eyebrows were flying slanted, and her starry eyes were bright. Just sitting quietly exuded a sacred and inviolable aura.

What Yu Fan did not expect most was that the woman in ancient costume had a plain white veil on her face, covering most of her face. Apart from her eyes and eyebrows, she could only see a small high nose bridge.

"So tightly..."

He couldn't help but complain.

But I have to admit that this ancient costume and masked outfit is more attractive than many bright and charming makeup.

The words "showing your face" just now are self-defeating.

"Miss Feishuang" saw him crossing the screen, a faint anger flashed in his starry eyes and said coldly: "Leave now, I can forgive you for your offense. If you go further, you will regret it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Fan took three steps forward.

"Then come." He smiled and said fearlessly.

Fei Shuang's eyebrows stood up and snorted: "You asked for it!"

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

"Sharp~"

The exquisitely crafted Jiuxiao Huan Peiqin suddenly burst out with a sound of killing!

A spiritual power suddenly burst out and hit Yu Fan's chest with a thousand pounds of force.

Spiritual power!

Mana!

Yu Fan was shocked and hurriedly used his true energy to resist.

However, the true energy he had mobilized in haste was not enough to block the sound of Feishuang's angry voice.

Bang!

A roar.

Yu Fan flew backwards.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and a kite turned over and landed steadily on the ground, so he was not too embarrassed.

Despite this, he was shocked.

This woman is actually a practitioner!

And he is such a powerful practitioner!

He walked into the room for a few minutes, but he didn't sense the fluctuations of magic power on the other party at all. It was not until the moment he took action that he could realize what kind of destructive power contained under her fair jade hands.

"Who are you?!" "Who are you?!"

Yu Fan asked.

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

Both of them were stunned when they heard each other's words.

They all thought to themselves in their hearts: "Didn't he (she) see my magic power fluctuations?"

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

Almost at the same time, both of them said something unbelievable.

Yu Fan was stunned, rubbed his chest that was vaguely ached, and asked, "Which sect are you from? What kind of magical powers are you practicing? Why do I feel the breath of your cultivation at all?"

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

She frowned slightly, pressed the strings with one hand, and prepared to fight again.

He said, "I want to ask you. If you can resist me, you should have the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. Why can't I feel your existence at all?"

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

In his memory, "building the foundation" is a process of laying the foundation and consolidating the foundation. It mainly relies on the development of the body with the quality of the heavenly and earth treasures. The higher the quality of the heavenly and earth treasures, the better the foundation will be.

In other words, "building the foundation" is "one thing", not "a realm".

However, the woman in white said that it seemed to have completely the opposite meaning.

"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.

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

Could this woman be...

He coughed dryly and said without answering: "You should tell me what kind of cultivation you have?"

"I... can't do it, you can talk first!"

Fei Shuang, a woman in white, was about to answer, but she seemed to remember something and changed her mouth and asked.

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

"this……"

Yu Fan hesitated.

My intuition told him that this woman is very strong, very strong!

At least he is more than twice as strong as Lin Duantian, and he is not even sure that he dares to say that the percentage can win!

He hesitated whether he should say it.

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

Immediately afterwards, someone said, "Who is so bold to act wild on the territory of my Mengrong City?"
Chapter completed!