Chapter 2098 Chapter 2098 Looks Like a Ghost

"Really?" The man in Chinese clothes said disapprovingly, he looked at Leng Hua, and said, "Management Leng may not know who I am. Bayi???? Chinese w1w?w?.81zw.com"

Leng Hua smiled: "Didn't Mr. Murong say that you are a relative of Immortal Mu Xin of Hua Xianzong?"

"My son is the direct son of the Yin family, and the Hua Xianzong's Mu Xin Xianjun is my own aunt." He raised his chin slightly as he said, with an unconcealable arrogance on his face.

"I see, I'm sorry." Leng Hua nodded and said.

"Now, my lord wants to invite Steward Leng to a restaurant. Will Steward Leng show his face?" He asked proudly, with an expression of affirmation that he would definitely agree.

Leng Hua shook his head gently: "I'm really sorry, I have something to do, so I'm leaving." He cupped his hands and said, and started to leave. Unexpectedly, under the signal of the man in Chinese clothes, a monk came to his room blocked his way in front of him.

Seeing this scene, he stopped in surprise and looked at the man in the Chinese clothes: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I invite Steward Leng to have a glass of water and wine." The man in Chinese clothes gestured, and the monk rushed forward, reaching out to clasp Leng Hua's shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Leng Hua's face remained motionless, but he took a deep look at the man in the Chinese clothes, and then he turned sideways, avoiding the opponent's attacking hand, raised his hand and clasped the opponent's hand towards him. Twist behind you.

"Crack!"

"Hiss!"

When the sound of bones breaking resounded in the alley, a gasping cry of pain followed. Not only did the cultivator whose hand was wrenched off by Leng Hua look incredible, but the man in Chinese clothes and his The three people behind were also surprised and shocked.

The other party obviously has no spiritual power fluctuations, how could it be...

A flash of inspiration flashed through the mind of the man in Huayi, and he exclaimed, "You have practiced the technique of hiding your aura? So you have suppressed your aura and strength?"

What kind of kung fu technique can hide one's strength and cultivation so perfectly? And there isn't even a trace of spiritual energy on him? This person is just a manager, right? How could there be such a skill? Could it be that the ghost doctor taught him?

Leng Hua didn't pay attention to them, but after twisting off the monk's hand, he pushed him back to the side of the other side, and at the same time, a gentle voice came out.

"Your Excellency said that you were born in the direct line, but looking at your character, you think that your behavior is a bit inappropriate, and it is completely lacking in the demeanor of everyone's direct son."

He ignored the other party's angry expression, and said meaningfully: "Sometimes, a decision made by your Excellency will not only harm you, but also implicate your family. Since you are the person brought by Mr. Murong, I think you should do everything right." Think twice before acting, if it doesn't work, you can also ask Mr. Murong more, so as not to cause trouble for the family."

"You're threatening me!" Mr. Huayi stared at him, with a fire burning in his heart, and his mood fluctuated so much that the hidden problems in his body were showing some symptoms, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body also Because of this, he twitched, while clenching his teeth tightly.

Leng Hua watched, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, because he saw that the fingernails of the young man in Hua Yi suddenly became longer, turning black and purple like a ghost. Variety.

What is wrong with this? Why is it so strange? He thought in astonishment...