"Sir Dashi, the situation here is not optimistic."

The head of the Information Department, who was squatting on the eaves, thought for a while, and finally reported everything that happened here as it was.

"Ling Xun was knocked down, Guifu Mountain has been cleaned up by Cao Ran. It seems that the next one to be cleaned up by this 'Northern Zhulong' is Ning Yi's Jianxinghou Mansion."

The air in the alley was a little inexplicably anxious.

Yun Xun's voice was neither anxious nor slow, but gentle and calm.

"Let him go."

Let him go...let him go?

Shao Sishou's expression was a bit wonderful.

This sentence echoed in the mind of the head of the Information Department. He always felt that his master was not a person who liked to watch the fun. Judging from the combat power that Cao Ran had shown at the moment, if he poured it out a little, he could demolish the entire mansion. Isn’t Lord Yun Xun worried that something will be a big deal tonight?

Shao Sishou looked into the night.

The man in the fiery red robe knocked on the door.

He had seen this scene before, almost exactly the same, except that the person knocking on the door changed one.

The disciples from Guifu Mountain in the East were forming a formation outside the mansion, and Ling Xun knocked on the door himself. However, Ning Yi in the mansion did not respond at all. The answer was the voice of a woman.

That time it was a clean and neat word "get out".

And this time, what he couldn't believe was that the woman was still responding in the mansion.

The response is still one word.

But it's not "get out".

But...

"Enter."

Not only the head of the Information Secretariat who was squatting on the house was surprised, but even Ling Xun, who was lying on the ground, was surprised to doubt his life. He looked pale and ugly. He stared at the mansion, not believing in the sound he heard, until the bronze door of the mansion of Jianxinghou slowly opened.

Ling Xun gritted his teeth and bulged his forehead.

A trace of blood flows along the jaw.

"Why..."

The anger was intertwined, and he closed his eyes and stopped looking.

"Ning Yi, I'm waiting for you to be thrown out by Cao Ran!"

......

......

Standing outside the mansion, Cao Ran raised his eyebrows, raised his sleeves, and a soundproof talisman and order flew out, hovering outside the door of Jian Xinghou's mansion.

Then he stepped in.

The door of the mansion is closed.

Outsiders can't see clearly what the scene inside, nor can they hear any sound.

The door of the mansion was closed, and the stars in the courtyard gathered and flowed, scattered everywhere. Cao Ran stretched out a hand, and the heavy waist drum pier flew over instantly and was pressed to the ground by him.

The man in the fiery red hat sat on the waist drum pier with a smile, leaning against the mansion gate, looking at the scene in the yard.

On the other side of the Eight Immortals Table, Ning Yi's face was still pale. She was sitting on the stone pier, closing her eyes to rest, and her hands formed seals to hang down in the Dantian. With her breathing, wisps of black evil spirits continued to flow out from her clothes.

The courtyard was silent.

After Cao Ran stepped into the yard, he did not take a single step.

This silence did not last long.

Cao Ran looked helpless. He raised his hands and asked with a smile: "Isn't this a bit unfair?"

In Jianxinghou's inner courtyard, the door of the house had already been opened, and cold lights were densely arranged and hovering. Countless sword weapons swayed in the wind, aiming the sword tip at the man in the fiery red hat who maintained the maximum safe distance at this moment.

Cao Ran's eyes fell on the girl behind Ning Yi.

The girl's gauze skirt was blown by the sword energy, and her voice was calm and calm.

"If you knock on the door, it is the guest. If I open the door, it is the master. The guest will follow the host's will."

Cao Ran smiled and nodded and said, "It seems that's the reason."

Cao Ran paused and asked curiously: "No matter how you say it, I can be regarded as helping you beat the uninvited guests outside the door of the mansion. Do you just treat me with these swords?"

"Compared to them, you are the real uninvited guests." Pei Fan said coldly: "I don't want them to come in, so they can't come in. But you are different."

"If you don't open the door, I will definitely come in."

Cao Ran smiled, leaned back, and slowly lowered his hands. This action made the girl's eyes slightly frozen, but the man made a very relaxed posture, first pillowing behind his head, as if he found that this posture was not comfortable. He mumbled and turned into embracing his arms, leaning calmly on the bronze ancient door in the inner courtyard of the Jianxinghou Mansion. He took about three or four breaths, and the entire bronze door actually made a snarling sound, and wisps of hot smoke came out.

"I just want to meet Ning Yi, Shushan, who is 'famous', and drink tea and discuss the Tao." Cao Ran smiled, looked at the pale-faced boy in black shirt with his eyes closed for a long time, and said in a tsk voice: "I had been traveling in the North for a long time. At that time, I had not set foot in Tiandu. At that time, I thought Yuan Chun from the Lotus Pavilion was just a person who was seeking fame and had created a star list. I was only ranked third. On top of my head, there was a Luo Changsheng and a crazy woman."

"Later I fought with Luo Changsheng, and I found that the world was so big that it was all kinds of wonders. It turned out that I was just a frog in the well before, and the younger generation really had a stronger monster than me." Cao Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "At that time, I thought that Mr. Yuan Chun from the Lotus Pavilion was a great monk with real talents and knowledge. Later, I fought with Ye Hongfu, and I changed my mindset."

"Luo Changsheng sat on my head. For a while, I couldn't catch up with him, so I accepted it." Cao Ran grinned and said, "But Ye Hongfu, she is not worthy."

Pei Fan listened to these words silently.

Her divine thoughts are still stuck in Ning Yi's heart lake and she cannot be distracted too much.

It was already an unexpected surprise that the part of the sword weapon taken out of the sword sect could temporarily intimidate Cao Ran. This casual cultivator in the northern border likes to speak, so you can say more and longer.

Pei Fan needs time.

"After two fights, I think Mr. Yuan Chun is not omnipotent, and he also has times when he makes mistakes, such as throwing me to the third place on the Stars..." Cao Ran said calmly: "I should sit in the second seat, at least above Ye Hongfu's head."

People in the world say that Cao Ran is a casual cultivator with a very high spirit, with extraordinary talent and conceit.

He does have the capital to be conceited.

"You should have heard the conversation outside. I met the old gentleman who was distracted by Purple Lotus in the old forest in the northern border." Cao Ran said with emotion: "I found that I was wrong. Mr. Yuan Chun knew everything. There was a reason why he placed me in the third place. At least within the ten realms, I still had many shortcomings."

Cao Ran's back slightly left the bronze door. The ancient door with an exquisite and heavy texture had burned a cave. The bronze juice spread downwards like lava. With the separation of the spine and the ancient door, the juice solidified at an extremely fast speed.

What a terrifying high temperature?

A living human-shaped fire dragon.

The girl narrowed her eyes.

"When Luo Changsheng broke through the fate star and left the Star List, I actually had regrets and joys." Cao Ran's eyes fell on Ning Yi, who closed his eyes and said with a smile: "I regret that I did not complete the feat of defeating him within the ten realms, so I just let him enter the fate star realm. What's so happy is that it was finally my turn to sit in the world, the youngest generation in the Sui world."

After saying this, Cao Ran's smile disappeared instantly.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Where is the second Luo Changsheng coming out of this world?"

"I have already thought about what I will do and what I will say after returning from the northern border. But I can't accept it. At this moment, there are still people sitting above my head within the ten borders. So I asked Mr. Yuan Chun this question, but he did not answer, but just asked me to come to this mansion to take a look."

Cao Ran raised his hand, and a stone cup on the Eight Immortals table suddenly swept into his palm, and was squeezed by his five fingers. The strength was very good. The surface of the stone cup was clattering, and smoke slowly emerged. The cold water inside swayed for a while, and boiled in an instant.

"Ning Yi absorbed the dead energy of all the swordstones in Changling. I heard about this." Cao Ran said with a blank expression: "Yu Qingshui, a scattered cultivator in southern Xinjiang, tried 'this feat' five hundred years ago. He wanted to use the dead energy to rush to the pass to complete a shocking and earth-shaking thing. Unfortunately, Yu Qingshui failed."

"I can see that he is in prison. You are helping him suppress the death breath. You two are a pair of desperate couples."

The girl ignored her.

"He is interesting, you are even more interesting." Cao Ran's eyes glanced at Ning Yi and the girl, and finally ignored the boy with a scattered death spirit. He fell on the girl with an urgent joy: "Mr. Yuan Chun is really not bullying me. This mansion... there is indeed what I want. What's your name? I want to fight you."

A total martial arts madman.

The girl was silent for a moment and said coldly: "If you want to have a fair showdown, I am happy to accompany you."

Cao Ran narrowed his eyes.

"You saw it too, I need time." The girl's voice was a little thoughtful, and she felt a little nervous. If this person was really a martial arts madman, in order to pursue a fair battle, then Cao Ran should give him plenty of time.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Cao Ran fell into silence and seemed to be thinking about it.

Cao Ran nodded, as if he agreed with the girl's reason, and said with a smile: "Suppressing death breath is not an easy thing, so... I will give you a cup of tea."

The girl narrowed her eyes.

"Mr. Yuan Chun is a good person, a good person, but I am not." Cao Ranmuran said: "I am here to fight. If there is a second Luo Changsheng in this mansion, then I will accept it. The rules are agreed in advance. I will take action if this cup of tea is burned out by my starlight. Don't say I will take advantage of others' danger."

The girl's eyes gathered on the stone cup.

Cao Ran let go of his hands, and the stone cup fell steadily, splashing out a drop of boiling tea. Before he could fall, it evaporated and overflowed.

Pei Fan's face changed. At this speed, even a stone cup could not bear much time even if it was a bucket.

Cao Ran stared at the stone cup on the ground, silently recited ten numbers in his mind, and planned to stand up and take action after he finished reciting.

He has been waiting for too long.

Can't wait.

From this moment on, it is hard to sit and stand firm, and the eyes are hot.

"eleven."

For Cao Ran, these ten breaths had been over for a long time, and his chest was extremely depressed.

The hot steam is rolling, the stone cup is dry.
Chapter completed!