Lin Tianyou sat on the chair, his face unchanged, and he did not have any fear because of the woman's words.

"Is this kid stupid?

Seeing that I was going to teach him a lesson, he was still sitting there motionless?

Doesn't he know who I am? ”

The woman shook her head secretly, she couldn't even recognize the bright red roses on her clothes, and her knowledge was shallow enough.

She has already regarded Lin Tianyou as a small character who has never seen the world.

"Forget it, the ghost clan of the small city, if I really make a move, if I don't master the strength and shoot him out of the soul, it won't be good."

Thinking of this, the woman turned around and went upstairs with two men.

Ignore Lin Tianyou anymore.

"Damn, that young man is so lucky, the young lady of the Blood Rose clan actually didn't hurt him!"

"Eighty percent is because he looks handsome, so I don't want to hurt him, right?

Otherwise, if the young lady slapped it with one palm, even if she was an iron man, she would be smashed into pieces. ”

When the woman reached the second floor, the crowd began to talk again.

They were all watching Lin Tianyou's good show, but the play was only halfway through the play, and the halftime ended it, which made them very unhappy.

"Miss, why don't you just shoot that teenager to death?

He dares to speak disrespectfully to you, is your figure also something that an ant in his small city can comment on at will? ”

Going up to the box on the second floor, a man spoke to the rose woman.

"That's right, Miss is a member of the Blood Rose Clan, even the city lord of Hurricane City is not qualified to comment on you!"

Another man chimed in.

The two of them were the bodyguards of the rose woman, and if she hadn't stopped them just now, the two would have made a move to kill Lin Tianyou in this restaurant.

"This time is a triennial meeting in Hurricane City.

During this period, if something happens, the Hurricane Ghost King will lose face.

After all, he invited us over to help his son Yanxi do soul channeling treatment.

We collected the money, and we had to give the hurricane ghost king a few thin noodles. ”

The woman replied.

"Hmph, count that kid lucky, when the martial arts meeting is over, if you can still meet him, let's teach him a good lesson!"

The two of them hated the way.

"By the way, have you heard what's wrong with the Son of the Hurricane Ghost King?

In order to cure his son's soul, he actually spent so much money to invite us to blood rose horse noodles.

I'm very curious about this. ”

The woman smiled, Lin Tianyou was just a passerby to her, insignificant.

She was more interested in why Yanxi, the son of the Hurricane Ghost King, suddenly became unstable.

"Miss, I heard that Yan Xi once participated in an experience called 'Dragon God Void Realm'.

Originally, before entering, the person was fine, but after coming out of the virtual realm, the whole person became cowardly.

It was as if something was frightening the spirit inside. ”

One of the bodyguards next to him replied.

"Dragon God Realm?"

Hearing this, the rose woman smiled and said:

"Even the experience of the Yang World will be frightened, and it seems that the son of the Hurricane Ghost King is nothing more than that.

No wonder they can only be this kind of seventeenth- and eighteenth-line little ghost king for so many years.

Even their descendants are so useless, let alone the Hurricane Ghost King himself. ”

"Miss, when you go to the Hurricane Ghost King's Mansion tonight, you will directly cure Yan Xi's soul problem.

In this way, the Hurricane Ghost King will definitely look at us differently.

will also fully understand how huge the gap between the sixteenth-tier and tenth-tier cities is. ”

The bodyguard said.

"The Hurricane Ghost King is only a ghost king with 400,000 soul power, and our Blood Rose is not yet the turn to make them look at it differently.

However, it's not bad for us to show our hands and surprise them. ”

The rose woman's tone was full of disdain.

"Miss is right, the ghost kings below the rank are not qualified to be compared to our Blood Rose clan."

The two bodyguards spoke in unison.

The three members of the Blood Rose Clan looked proud, looking forward to going to the Ghost King's Mansion at night, and when they saw the entire Ghost King's Mansion, they all showed horrified expressions.

However, they didn't know that the reason why Yan Xi's frightened spirits was that the real 'culprit' was Lin Tianyou, the ghost hunting dragon king.

At the beginning of the Dragon God Void Realm, Yan Xi saw Lin Tianyou's anti-heaven origin talent, and the whole person was stunned.

Later, when he returned to the underworld, he also had nightmares every night.

almost had a frustration with Lin Tianyou.

No matter how the Hurricane Ghost King asked about what happened in the Dragon God Void Realm, Yan Xi just didn't dare to answer.

If they knew that Lin Tianyou was such a powerful teenager, they would definitely be shocked.

The crowd in the sprinkle building once again shifted their attention away from Lin Tianyou, and they began to talk about tomorrow's martial arts and which families might win.

There are many people with mixed mouths, Lin Tianyou listened to it for a long time, and it seems that this meeting is a little unusual.

In the past, only the strong members of the family who were invited to participate in the martial arts were allowed to participate.

This time, however, an exception was made to allow those families who were not invited.

Lin Tianyou wanted to understand the reason, so he stood up and walked towards a table of people who were talking happily.

His actions immediately attracted the attention of many eyes.

After all, just now, Lin Tianyou made a mockery of the 'steamed bun' of the Miss of the Blood Rose Family.

Others have a deep memory of Lin Tianyou.

"Can I sit here?"

Lin Tianyou looked at the people at the table and asked lightly.

"I'm sorry, strangers aren't welcome at our table!"

One person looked at Lin Tianyou unkindly and refused directly.

Syllable!

A bag of soul coins was thrown on the table, and Luo Shushan said loudly:

"There are 100,000 soul coins here, now you are welcome to sit down with my young master?"

Luo Shushan's face was vicious.

If this table dares to refuse, then he will definitely give these people some color to see.

"One hundred thousand soul coins?"

Everyone looked at each other, then their faces changed, and they spoke:

"Welcome, of course welcome, please be seated!"

Money can make the devil grind, and this sentence is not outdated at any time.

This group of people was indifferent to Lin Tianyou before, but now they immediately changed to a friendly attitude.

It's as if Lin Tianyou has been their good friend for many years.

Several people took the initiative to vacate their seats and let Lin Tianyou sit down, and then asked:

"This young master should have something to inquire about, right?

Just ask, as long as we know, we will tell you 1510! ”

"Yes, I have a question for me.

Why are those children of the family who have not been invited allowed to participate in this meeting? ”

Lin Tianyou asked.

"Little master, you can be regarded as asking the right person.

It just so happened that I had a distant relative who was on an errand in the Hurricane Ghost King's Mansion and knew some of the inside story. ”

The man glanced left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to this, so he lowered his voice and said:

"I heard that these people were allowed to come to the meeting for two reasons.

The first reason is to make Huiwu look more exciting.

The second reason is to resolve the hatred between certain families. ”

"Dissolving hatred?"

Lin Tianyou seemed to understand the meaning of the other party's words.

If nothing else, it doesn't matter if you make the martial arts more exciting.

And 'defending' hatred is the real goal.

It's just that it may be better to replace the word "dissolve" with favoritism.

The Hurricane Ghost King will definitely favor some families and suppress others in this martial arts.

Perhaps, Luo Shushan is the one who was suppressed.