Wan Xiong saw the man in front of him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

This man's aura is powerful, his body is cold, and he is as noble as an emperor.

Especially the powerful aura that emanated from the bones and blood, so that if he wanted to question, he was stuck in his throat alive, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

A sharp gaze shot from behind the mask, like a sharp sword, as if it was about to cut off pieces of flesh from his body.

Golden Ghost Face?

Wan Xiong suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Ghost Gate, a mysterious organization hidden in the Kingdom of Tianyao.

It is rumored that the ghost gate is rich and rivals the country, and the number of people can subvert a country.

The master of the ghost gate is even more mysterious, with a golden ghost face as a logo, and never shows his true face.

I heard that someone was pretending to be the master of the ghost sect, and in less than three days, the whole clan was wiped out, and the blood flowed like a river, and no one dared to pretend from then on.

In this way, the man sitting in front of him must be the master of the ghost gate.

"I don't know what advice the master of the door has when he comes to Wanfu?" Wan Xiong raised his head, with a powerful aura, and asked in a cold voice, "If you have something to do with General Ben, you can open the door and say something bright, why humiliate General Ben so much?!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed man holding him pulled his arm hard, and his face suddenly turned pale in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling.

"I didn't expect General Wan to be a tough guy." The thin lips under the golden ghost's face rose slightly, but the beauty was dangerous, like a bright red flower on the other side, Yun said lightly, "It's a pity that I gave birth to four dogs." ”

When Wan Xiong heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he stared at the man in front of him.

"Door Master, where do you start talking about this?"

"Dogs fight people."

"......" Wan Xiong quickly understood the purpose of the other party's visit, his eyes gradually became cold, and he asked in a low voice, "I wonder what the relationship between the door master and Lord Night is?" ”

"Lord Night?" The master of the Ghost Gate leaned lazily on the wooden chair and said casually, "General Wan is talking about Dali Siqing, Lord Yejun Chenye?" I don't know. ”

Without waiting for Wan Xiong to speak, his thin lips said personally: "But the purpose of this seat here is indeed for Miss Wan Si, bring it in." ”

The door suddenly opened, and the man in black with a blue-faced fanged mask dragged Wan Xinling in from outside the door and threw him directly in front of Wan Xiong.

"Who are you?" Wan Xinling looked at a group of men with ghost masks in the room, trembling with fright, the whole person curled up together, and finally saw Wan Xiong who had been taken down, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his voice trembled, "Dad, what's going on?" ”

"What the hell are you going to do?" When Wan Xiong saw his baby daughter, he struggled with all his strength to save Wan Xinling from this group of people, but he couldn't break free at all.

These people are just members of the Dead Ghost Sect, and their martial arts are actually above him, could it be that the rumors that the Ghost Gate can subvert the Tianyao Kingdom are true?

A woman in a purple suit stepped forward and grabbed Wan Xinling's hair, forcing her to raise her head.

Wan Xinling's scalp felt a heart-piercing pain, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a grimace, and he screamed in fright.

The woman in purple waved her small hand and slapped Wan Xinling's cheek, and there were suddenly five finger prints on her white and tender skin, which was red and swollen.

With a sudden slap, Wan Xinling screamed in pain.

A slap in the face came again.

She understood, endured it without saying a word, and the other party's third slap did not fall on her face.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear, and tears slipped down the corners of her eyes.