Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Hearing what Lin Meiling said, Jiang Yao was not angry, but showed a weird smile: "Meiling, you don't know Chen Mo at all, you must not underestimate him, or you will regret it."

"Regret?" Lin Meiling smiled disdainfully: "Don't be kidding, just like him, grab a lot on the street, how could I..."

Lin Meiling hadn't finished speaking, she looked at Chen Mo's direction, and she was suddenly startled, and she couldn't say the following words anyway.

Because that young man who looked far stronger than Chen Mo was slapped and slapped by Chen Mo, it seemed as simple as flying a fly.

Jiang Yao looked at Lin Meiling who was dumbfounded, and smiled: "Well, I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate Brother Chen Mo, now you believe it!"

Lin Meiling's face flushed, but she thought it might be just an accident, and there were five people on the other side, and Chen Mo might not be able to hold it together if she went to her together.

"Hmph, maybe he was lucky just now. If A Biao and the others rushed forward, he would only be beaten." Lin Meiling said coldly.

Jiang Yao smiled and said: "That's not going to happen, we will wait and see if we don't believe it!"

A Biao looked at the young man who was directly beaten by Chen Mo and fainted, with a look of anger: "Boy, you are so cruel!"

Chen Mo sneered: "This is already the lightest. If I use one-thousandth of my strength, I will shoot you directly into mashed flesh."

"Arrogant! Brothers, let's go together!" A Biao shouted to the remaining people with a big wave.

Although a few people were a little worried, they also felt that it was just an accident just now, and Chen Mo didn't look like he could fight much.

Lin Meiling sneered: "Look, A Biao has already reacted, and now it's starting to play together, that kid has lost."

Jiang Yao smiled mysteriously: "That's not necessarily, I believe Brother Chen Mo!"

"Hmph, you were brainwashed by him. When he lay on the ground begging for mercy, you can see his true face."

However, when Lin Meiling had just finished speaking and turned to look at Chen Mo, she was stunned again.

This time was even more shocking than the last time, because as soon as the five of A Biao went up, they were directly beaten out and lay on the ground wailing.

"How could this happen!" Lin Meiling half-opened her mouth, with a look of surprise.

Jiang Yao smiled happily: "I told you a long time ago, you just don't believe it, believe it now!"

A Biao and others lay on the ground, their eyes full of horror looking at Chen Mo.

"You, why are you so powerful?" A Biao asked tremblingly.

Chen Mo didn't answer him, but said coldly: "Go back, don't bother Yaoyao in the future, otherwise it won't be so cheap for you next time."

The faces of A Biao and others were ugly, and they did not dare to refute the slightest.

Enduring the pain in his body, A Biao silently stepped forward to help the young man who was knocked out by Chen Mo, and shouted in a deep voice, "Go!"

Watching a few people leave, Jiang Yao stepped forward and said with some worry: "Brother Chen Mo, these people are An Linghua’s younger brothers. If you hit them, I’m afraid An Linghua will stand for them soon. Be careful!"

Chen Mo smiled faintly: "Don't worry, they can't help me. It's already noon, let's find a place to have some dinner first!"

"En!" Jiang Yao nodded docilely.

Chen Mo turned his gaze to Lin Meiling in the rear, and asked lightly: "Are you here together?"

Lin Meiling didn't seem to be awakened from the shock just now, ah, she nodded dumbly: "Okay!"

The three of them chose to eat in a small restaurant near the school. Along the way, Lin Meiling was looking at Chen Mo, and she could not find the slightest contempt.

Every time facing Chen Mo's gaze, Lin Meiling even lowered her head as if running away, not daring to look at Chen Mo, making Jiang Yao smile.

After eating, Chen Mo accompany Jiang Yao around outside again before leaving.

Chen Mo directly found a relatively clean hotel near Northwest University to live in, and Jiang Yao returned to the dormitory.

In the male dormitory of Northwest University, An Linghua was lying on the bed, looking at A Biao with swollen noses and swollen noses, constantly flipping through the novels in their hands.

Several people in A Biao lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

"The six of you were defeated by that kid alone?" An Linghua asked after a while.

A Biao immediately took a step forward and explained: "Shao An, that kid is not an ordinary person, and I don't know what means he used. We were just shot out."

"Oh?" A touch of caution flashed across An Linghua's face.

"So that kid is still a warrior?" With Anjia's power, An Linghua can naturally come into contact with people in the martial arts world, and Anjia himself has invited inner martial artists to worship.

If he could defeat A Biao and others without any effort, he would definitely be a warrior.

"Warrior?" A Biao and the others looked puzzled, the word warrior, they only heard it from novels and TV.

An Linghua didn't explain to a few people. When some things are not at that level, even if they explain, no one may understand.

"Forget it, go down and rest. When the glasses come back, I will first understand what the kid is talking about."

"Yes!" A Biao and several people left each.

An Linghua closed the book, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Huh, what if you are a warrior? An 18-year-old boy, even if he is dead, he will have foreign strength. He wants to grab a woman from me. Far worse!"

An Linghua didn't take this matter to heart, and continued to read. After a while, the man with glasses finally returned.

As soon as he entered the door, the man with glasses walked quickly to An Linghua with a hint of contempt on his face. He looked at An Linghua and said: "An Shao, I have already investigated clearly. That kid is Chen Mo from South China University. The hillbilly from the county seat has no power background."

An Linghua sat up from the bunk with a gloomy expression: "A hillbilly from a small county town who dared to **** my An Linghua's woman, she is looking for death!"

"Sao An, why don't you find someone to teach him a lesson!" The man in glasses asked flatly.

An Linghua shook his head: "No, A Biao and the others have already been there. But they were bruised and swollen by the kid, which was a shame."

"What!" The man in glasses was stunned: "Does that kid still have a helper?"

"He is alone." An Linghua said.

"How could this happen? Although A Biao is not a master, but he often fights, the boy is thin and dry, how could he be A Biao's opponent!" The man in glasses couldn't believe it.

An Linghua sneered: "If I guessed right, then the kid should be a warrior!"

"Warrior!" The man in glasses was startled suddenly. He often followed An Linghua and had heard some news about the martial arts world.

"It's no wonder that kid dared to **** women from An Shao, so this is what he depends on!" The glasses man said embarrassedly: "An Shao, if that kid is a warrior, it will be a little difficult."

An Linghua snorted coldly: "What's so difficult? I am not without warriors. There are more powerful people than him. Soon I will let him know the fate of going against me!"