Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The two warriors in the mid-innate period did not know how to escape Ye Xiaowu's interception, and even chased Wang Fan to the periphery of the snow mountain.

Only after they came to the periphery of the snowy mountain, they lost the trace of Wang Fan.

They searched for two hours, but did not find Wang Fan, and then went down the mountain, intending to intercept at the foot of the mountain.

In Wang Fan ’s previous state, if he met these two inborn mid-martial warriors, it would basically be mortal, and most of them were not lucky.

In other words, even if Wang Fan was able to escape with luck, withered yellow grass and two leaves of Zhilan, it would be 100% insurable.

As dusk approached, Wang Fan once again became a bearded man and appeared outside the snowy mountains.

After he appeared, without hesitation, he walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Wang Fan didn't think of leaving from other places, but there was only one intersection and exit in this snowy mountain, and he really had no way.

At the foot of the snowy mountain.

Although it was approaching dusk, most of the innate soldiers who could not afford to enter the mountain passed away, but there were still dozens of people stubbornly waiting for the opportunity.

Different from when Wang Fan entered the mountain, in addition to dozens of congenital warriors, there were five more congenital warriors in the crowd.

The two inborn mid-martial warriors sat on the boulder and kept closing their eyes to recuperate, but every warrior who came down from the mountain was stopped by them and searched.

Even those female warriors with good looks will be taken advantage of by them.

Those female warriors who were taken advantage of did not dare to talk nonsense, but could only grapple their humiliation. After being searched and taken advantage of, they did not dare to stay at all and hurriedly left Snow Mountain.

There are three other congenital warriors who are on the other side. These three are women. They are also staring at each ancient martial artist who went down the mountain, but they did not intercept the snatch.

If Wang Fan is here, he will surely recognize the three of them, one of them is Song Rumei, one is Song Rumei's biological mother Zhong Lan, and the other is the powerful white woman he met in Jinzhou.

At that time, the woman in white wanted to kill Wang Fan, pointing her finger at the wind. Wang Fan also mocked it as a six-veined sword, and even deliberately pretended to want to learn art.

"Meier, are you sure you met Wang Fan on the snowy mountain, did you give him the withered grass?" Zhong Lan looked at Song Rumei with some indignation.

That's withered grass. How many ancient warriors dreamed of it, Song Rumei would be better, and even given Wang Fan this thing, she couldn't think about it.

"I didn't give him, it was robbed by others. I was chased and killed. If it weren't for him, we would all be dead. It was he who tried to stop the enemy and gave me time."

Song Rumei frowned and said.

After staying with her mother in Kyoto for a while, she felt that her mother had changed a little bit, and she was no longer as good to her as before.

Especially when she knew that her mother was also an innate master, she even felt that her mother was a bit wrong, and even wondered if her mother deliberately framed Wang Fan.

It's just that she didn't say these words. Besides, Zhong Lan was her biological mother, and she didn't want to think more, so she refrained from asking too much.

"He desperately stopped the enemy and gave you time?" Zhong Lan jumped, "Are you stupid, will he do that for you?"

"Don't say you are separated now, even if you are not separated, you don't necessarily have the yellow grass in his eyes."

"I think it must be that the **** teamed up with others to set up a frame to frame you, the purpose is to get the yellow grass."

"This abominable Wang Fan, is really a good idea, a good idea, this fairy jumps and plays really well."

"He did this, not only got the yellow grass, but also your gratitude, it was just a stone's throw."

Zhong Lan was indignant and vilified Wang Fan.

"Enough." Song Rumei said loudly to her mother for the first time, "You don't want to scorn him anymore, OK, I believe he is not that kind of person."

"Not that kind of person?" Zhong Lan sneered. "Only your elm pimple head will believe that he is not that kind of person!"

Song Rumei stared coldly at Zhong Lan, closing her mouth and never speaking again.

She feels more and more that this mother has a problem. Where is this mother in the world? She even wondered if Zhong Lan had treated her well before.

The woman in white seemed to feel that Zhong Lan's words were a bit excessive. She stared coldly at Zhong Lan and said,

"What's going on, I'll know when Wang Fan comes out. Before that, I don't want you to quarrel again."

Zhong Lan groaned in her heart and quickly bowed her head, "Yes."

It was just that in her lowered eyes, there was a flash of resentment and madness.

Song Rumei looked at this scene, giggling in her heart, she was the first time she saw her mother in fear.

She even more doubted whether her sister had any unclear relationship with her mother. Or a secret?

The woman in white seems to have noticed that her tone is wrong, and said quickly,

"Sister Song, forgive me for being rude to my aunt. It's just that the yellow grass is too involved. I'm upset because you are noisy. I couldn't help but export it. Please don't mind."

Although Song Rumei had doubts, she didn't seem to be on the surface. "If you don't have a sister, there will be no Song Rumei today. Why would I blame you?"

The woman in white did not continue to talk more in this regard, but asked, "Sister, do you think Wang Fan has some certainty that he can get the yellow grass? Do you think it is possible to set you up?"

"Although I don't deny that he still likes you, the yellow grass is really important. Not to mention the lover, even the blood is thicker than the hands and feet of water, and there are many leftovers. possible."

"Of course, it may not really be his setting, he is really buying time for you, after all, there are such people."

The woman in white has spoken all the good and bad things. Her purpose is just to plant a seed in Song Rumei's heart, so that Song Rumei doubts Wang Fan and has a quarrel with Wang Fan.

As long as this seed is planted, her purpose is achieved.

Song Rumei's qualifications are too far-reaching, and she reached the mid-innate period in a short time. She didn't want this pearl to be the place where Wang Fan was dusty.

"I don't know." Song Rumei said these four words and didn't speak.

She absolutely did not believe that Wang Fan set up an office. After all, it was her who was chased and killed before, Wang Fan saved her later, how could Wang Fan set up an office?

Similarly, she also felt that both the sister and the mother were provoking her and Wang Fan.

It can be seen that she was separated from Wang Fan before, and most of them were inseparable from the two.

The woman in white is not talking, but is paying attention to the people who came down from the snow mountain, while paying attention to those who were robbed by two innate ancient warriors.

She stays here just to be a fisherman, no matter who gets the yellow grass, she has to find a way to win it.

Under their gaze, Wang Fan quickly appeared at the foot of the mountain and slowly walked out.

At the moment when Song Rumei saw Wang Fan, his eyes flashed with excitement, but it disappeared in an instant, and he stopped the thought of rushing past.

Isn't Wang Fan Yirong just to cover people's eyes and ears? She doesn't want to expose Wang Fan's identity because of herself.

However, although Song Rumei's expression was fleeting, she was still captured by the woman in white and Zhong Lan.

The two subconsciously looked at Wang Fan, his eyes became focused.

Zhong Lan was better, she couldn't see Wang Fan Yirong at all. But whether the woman in white or her strength is better than Zhong Lan.

In just a few seconds, she saw that Wang Fan had changed his face and guessed Wang Fan's identity.

At the same time, the two mid-born men who searched for Lingcao also saw Wang Fan. One of the men's eyes lit up and waved directly.

"Boy, come here."

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