Chapter 745: Little Winter Melon Is a Confession Master (3)
Leng Chengran snorted coldly, and said in a haughty voice, "Or, you can call me Leng Siming." ”
This unfamiliar name made the grimace man even more stunned, "What? ”
I've never heard of Leng Chengran having another name!
"Leng Si Ming, Si is in charge, Shen is the Netherworld Ghost Palace, the ruler of the Netherworld Ghost Palace, Lord Ghost Emperor, haven't you heard of it?"
Leng Chengran's tone was very natural.
It turns out that Master is really good at deceiving people! The little girl watched with great interest in her own nest.
Master is good-looking, and when he acts, he looks much better than movies and TV!
The little girl held a plate of grapes that had just been brought back from home, and happily watched the play while eating.
This series of unfamiliar but seemingly very reasonable titles, the grimace man was completely stupid, and even his momentum weakened a few points, "no ......"
Unexpectedly, Leng Chengran suddenly changed his face, drifted over like a ghost, and his hand, which was so cold that it had no human temperature at all, pinched his neck fiercely, "Since you don't know my name, where did you get the cultivation path!" How do you know how to worship the heavens! ”
“…… Seniors spare their lives! ”
The grimace man was stunned by his momentum, and subconsciously begged for mercy, "I am the bamboo slip that I found in the tomb of the first sect leader!" ”
It turned out to be written on bamboo slips.
Leng Chengran just knew this information, but he withdrew his hand proudly, "Why, didn't the bamboo slip say that this is the unique cultivation technique of the Netherworld Ghost Palace!" ”
“…… Ha, hahaha......" The grimace man suddenly laughed, "It turns out that I really guessed correctly before, the lord of the door who has the world in his heart!" It's simply an immortal body that is exchanged for killing people! ”
He was completely frightened by Leng Chengran, and he was still triumphant, feeling that he knew the secret of the big man......
Leng Chengran's sleeves were slightly raised, and a gust of wind whistled and smashed on the grimace's face.
He screamed "ah", and was beaten so that he lost a few teeth, and most of his body hit the stone wall behind him, almost numb.
Leng Chengran rarely shot too ruthlessly...... In fact, because his strength is too strong, he fights with others, and he doesn't even bother to use two percent of his skills, so everyone thinks that his martial arts are gentle.
Now that he is so ruthless, the grimace man believes even more that the master of Qianli Gate is just a disguised identity, his true identity, his true image, is the ghost emperor who kills people without blinking, and has no one in his eyes......
Leng Chengran didn't prepare in advance, and casually said that the name was nonsense, and it really sounded like that......
After beating people, Leng Chengran looked at his hands nonchalantly, "It's just a little human being, and he dares to guess the cultivation path of the Ghost Emperor!" Immortality, a sacrifice of 200 human lives? Scold...... Just know a little bit of the skin, and think you know my details? ”
Leng Chengran portrayed the image of this cold-blooded murderer very well......
The grimace man was stunned, "You, you ......"
"You're not qualified to talk nonsense with me!"
Leng Chengran's tone, with a sense of anger, waved the sleeves of his robe, brushed away the dust on the bed board, and then sat down arrogantly, "Say, what else did you find next to that bamboo slip!" I'd like to see what traitor dares to smuggle out the Netherworld Temple! ”
In fact...... Leng Chengran just wanted to inquire about what kind of poison was in the little boy, such a strange poison was probably from the same place as the yin poison method of sacrificing to the heavens.