The old man called Zheng Minxiu Xiao Zheng, and his status was not low. Ji Chenxue had already established a spiritual connection with Ding Meng: "This is Lin Kang, the elder of the sect!"
Ding Meng said: "Has he dealt with you before?"
Ji Chenxue said: "He doesn't have that strength yet!"
Ding Meng said: "Okay, spare his life!"
Lin Kang didn't hesitate. He suddenly struck out with his palm across the table, and a precisely controlled columnar wind blew towards Ding Meng's lower abdomen. His intention was simple, directly causing Ding Meng's lower body to be damaged, and he knelt down to beg for mercy.
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Unexpectedly, Ding Meng didn't even move. He allowed the orange wind to penetrate into his body. He couldn't help but sneered: "You dare to attack me at your level. Your courage is commendable!"
Lin Kang's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He had obviously been hit, but why was the other party okay?
Ding Meng's eyes fell on a set of tableware on the table. A white plate suddenly bounced up and hit Lin Kang's head with a "bang" and shattered.
Lin Kang staggered, then fell to the ground. The people next to him were in a panic: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin..."
"It's really vulnerable!" Ding Meng turned his head disdainfully, "My patience is limited, it's your turn!"
Zheng Minxiu was so frightened that Lin Kang, a warrior-level master, was actually knocked over by a plate. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.
Just as Ding Meng was about to step forward, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind him: "Are people nowadays so courageous? How dare you come to my Beidou Sect's forbidden area to cause trouble without knowing your life or death? Do you think you are in danger?"
Ding Meng turned around and saw a middle-aged bearded man in Chinese clothes and a group of people walking in from the gate arrogantly. Ji Chenxue explained: "Lan Wuji, the patriarch of the Lantian Sect."
Ding Meng said: "As usual, has he ever participated in dealing with you?"
Ji Chenxue shook her head and said, "Fortunately, no!"
Ding Meng said: "Okay, let him live!"
Lan Wuji calmly walked halfway before speaking: "Ji Chenxue, you don't stay in a good dungeon, but you have the courage to sneak out and bring a wild man here. Is this your attitude towards Madam?"
Ji Chenxue always maintained his demeanor: "Elder Lan, do you have any advice?"
Lan Wuji shook his head and said: "I don't have a high opinion, I just think that irrelevant people can leave here, and you must also be punished by the sect's laws!"
Ding Meng suddenly laughed: "I'm curious about what kind of punishment your sect's laws are?"
Next to Lan Wuji was a beauty with heavy make-up and gorgeous flowers. This woman looked very agitated and made people feel very uncomfortable. Moreover, she also spoke in a strange and yin-yang way: "The crime of escaping from prison without permission is increased by one, like Mr. Ji
A boss who sets an example like this should be severely punished. It would be best to strip off his clothes and hang him up in public..."
Her eyes were very hateful when she spoke, and she obviously hated Ji Chenxue very much.
Ding Meng was a little puzzled, but he quickly understood from Ji Chenxue's thoughts that this was Lan Wuji's third-bedroom concubine. She used to be in the entertainment industry, and thought that by being with Lan Wuji, she would be able to flourish in the Beidou Group.
Fist and kick? But Ji Chenxue, as the president of the group, rejected it directly? It is impossible for Beidou Group to promote such a woman as a star.
Ding Meng laughed and said: "How can a woman who is a low-income person still be able to define the laws of the sect? Is she hung up in public like this?"
As his voice fell? The dress on the woman's body suddenly tore automatically, and even the interior interior was torn to pieces by the power of mind? The naked body was directly lifted into the air, and it was extremely dazzling for a moment? The eyes of all the men in the audience
Are they all staring at her body carefully? For fear of missing any part...
Ding Meng laughed: "Very good, you gave a very formal demonstration."
He didn't wait for the woman to call and threw her into the lake.
"You're going too far!" Lan Wuji was furious. Although he usually didn't pay much attention to this concubine, but this kind of humiliation is something that even a man can't bear.
Lan Wuji stepped forward and slapped Ding Meng's temples with both palms, and there was actually a light blue coating on the back of his hands.
This guy is much stronger than the previous young man and Lin Kang. He is at least a junior God of War. However, people at the God of War level are still not enough in front of Ding Meng. Although Lan Wuji can also see that the other person has telekinesis, he still flies.
Since then, he has confidence in his dual cultivation of heat and ice.
However, the confidence collapsed after two seconds? Because even he himself didn’t know what was going on, and his vision suddenly blurred? The palms that were originally slapping out uncontrollably turned into two wrists intertwined, and the wrists were actually
Ding Meng held it lightly with one hand. It was like an alloy steel cage locking him tightly. Even the origin of the body was stagnated.
Lan Wuji raised his head in shock: "You..."
Ding Meng smiled happily: "That's right? I just deceive others too much!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and Lan Wuji flew to the lake to take a cold bath with his concubine.
At this moment, no one in the audience dared to move, let alone speak. The sect's war-god-level veteran couldn't make a single move in his hands. What a terrifying strength this young man had. No wonder Ji Chenxue held his arm and was so close to him.
, turns out to be the number one big shot.
Ding Meng faced Zheng Minxiu again: "Are you out of help? This time it's really your turn!"
Zheng Minxiu said solemnly: "I am definitely not your opponent, but the necklace you want is not in my hands."
Ding Meng said: "Okay, then it seems there is no use keeping you!"
"How dare you!" Zheng Minxiu raised her eyebrows, "You have to know my identity!"
Ding Meng sneered: "You don't have that strength, how dare you say such harsh words?"
Zheng Minxiu said angrily: "If you dare to touch a hair on my head, the president will never let you off lightly!"
Ding Meng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp. Zheng Minxiu suddenly let out a scream, and then fell to the sky.
All the guests in the audience were horrified to see that Zheng Minxiu's left hand had been severed at the wrist, as if it had been cut open by an invisible sharp blade, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Ding Meng said: "Repeat what you just said!"
Zheng Minxiu fell to the ground and almost fainted from the pain. Fortunately, she was supported by several close friends nearby. She never dreamed that the other party would dare to attack her. She roared for a moment: "You have destroyed me."
With your hands, my husband will definitely break your limbs and drag them to the dogs. Just wait, you piece of shit..."
Ding Meng snorted coldly and glanced over. Several ladies who were supporting her were ejected one after another. Then Ding Meng let go of Ji Chenxue, slowly walked to her and squatted down in front of her. He said meaningfully: "You are not convinced by me.
There are many people who do this, and they usually end up miserable. It seems you want to give it a try too?"
"Bah!" Zheng Minxiu was in unbearable pain and couldn't lift any energy from her body. She could only spit on Ding Meng's face.
Ding Meng was not angry, he slowly stretched out his index finger, and a thin, straight white source flame suddenly spurted out from his fingertip, like a sharp knife.
"What do you want to do?" Zheng Minxiu realized something was wrong.
Ding Meng smiled and said: "Since it is your 100th birthday, I will give you a big gift!"
He lightly swiped his index finger down, and Zheng Minxiu, who was lying on the ground, immediately let out a shrill scream. The sound echoed in the night sky and could be clearly heard in the entire Minghu area.
They say that ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain is really life-threatening. Ding Meng cut off the little finger of Zheng Minxiu's right hand with a knife.
The crowd was completely confused at this time. The first reaction of many people was to turn around and run away, but more people turned on their wrist devices to connect to communications.
Ding Meng smiled and said: "My patience is limited. Every minute I will cut off one of your fingers. If the fingers are gone, I will cut off the toes. If the toes are gone, if I can no longer see the necklace, you can only blame your husband for not caring."
You!"
Zheng Minxiu had some confidence before, but now she is really scared. The person in front of her can definitely do it.
"Chenxue..." Zheng Minxiu looked at Ji Chenxue with difficulty, "I don't have such a big grudge against you, do I?"
Ji Chenxue had already sat down at the dining table and replied calmly: "Indeed, you didn't plead for me when I was framed by you guys, right? Sister Xiu, by the way, this is my boyfriend.
My friend, he has always had a bad temper, and I don’t even dare to provoke him. It’s better for a woman to obey a man’s words!”
Zheng Minxiu was simply desperate when she heard this. Even though Ji Chenxue usually looked like an elegant aristocrat, Zheng Minxiu also knew that to be able to manage such a large industry as the Beidou Group, Ji Chenxue was not a soft-hearted person, so she must have killed someone.
On the decisive side, Ji Chenxue's current boyfriend is Ji Chenxue's spokesperson.
At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance to the banquet. The crowd spontaneously gave way to a path, and a group of high-spirited people walked in. The three leaders walking at the front were very impressive. They looked like they were in charge, and two of them were middle-aged.
Man, the remaining one is a skinny old man.
Ji Chenxue explained again: "The leaders of the three sects of Lantian, Jiuyou, and Beitai are Du Long, Zeng Ping, and Tiandu Le. This Tiandu Le is the most hateful."
"Were you seriously injured by the three of them?" Ding Meng had already sensed that the auras of these three people were exactly the same as Ji Chenxue's original body when he was trapped before.
Ji Chenxue's face was not very pretty: "If I hadn't been careless, how could they have hurt me."
At this time, Ding Meng received new spiritual information. He roughly understood the cause of the incident. The relationship between Ji Chenxue and Jin Yuanquan was generally good. They could not be said to be friends, but they were definitely not enemies. After all, the group and Jin Yuanquan were not on bad terms.
Each sect manages a stall
, everyone restrained and supported each other, Jin Yuanquan and his wife invited Ji Chenxue to a banquet to discuss succession matters, but they took advantage of the banquet to take action together, which resulted in Ji Chenxue suffering a big loss. In the end, the necklace was taken away and he was imprisoned.
Entered the dungeon.
Among them, the skinny old man is Tian Dou Le. He is two hundred years old and has no other hobbies. He likes to harm women from good families. Just because Ji Chenxue has never been with the opposite sex, Tian Dou Le has long wanted to get involved with her.
In the past, he didn't have the courage due to the group's sect, but now Ji Chenxue was seriously injured and captured. If Jin Yuanquan hadn't been worried, Ji Chenxue would have been ravaged by the old man when he was in the dungeon...
Ding Meng sneered: "In this case, there is no need to keep these culprits."
Ji Chenxue's tone was also uncharacteristically tough: "Exactly, since I can't deal with it, then you can vent my anger on me!"
