Hilarious pet concubine strategy

Chapter 742 Little Winter Melon is a Master of Confessions ([-])
Leng Chengran snorted coldly, and said in an arrogant voice, "Or, you can call me Leng Siming."

The strange name made the grimacing man even more stunned, "What?"

I've never heard that Leng Chengran still has a name!
"Leng Siming, Si is in charge, Ming is the Nether Ghost Palace, the ruler of the Nether Ghost Palace, Lord Ghost Emperor, haven't you heard of it?"

Leng Chengran's tone is very natural.

It turns out that Master is really good at deceiving people!The little girl watched with great interest in her little den.

Master is good-looking, and when it comes to acting, it is much better than movies and TV!

The little girl was holding a plate of grapes that she had just brought back from home, happily eating while watching the play.

This series of unfamiliar but seemingly reasonable titles made the grimacing man completely dumbfounded, and even his momentum weakened a bit, "No..."

Unexpectedly, Leng Chengran suddenly changed his face, and drifted over like a ghost, with a hand that was so cold that he had no human temperature, and pinched his neck fiercely, "Since you don't know my name, where did you get the way of cultivation! You How do you know how to sacrifice to heaven!"

"...Senior, forgive me!"

Shocked by his aura, the man with a grimace subconsciously begged for mercy, "I found that scroll of bamboo slips in the tomb of the first leader!"

It turned out to be written on bamboo slips.

Leng Chengran had just learned this information, but he withdrew his hand proudly, "Why, didn't the bamboo slips say that this is the unique cultivation method of the Nether Ghost Palace!"

"...Ha, hahaha..." The man with the grimace suddenly laughed, "So I really guessed right before, the master of the sect who has the world in his ass! It's basically immortality obtained by killing people!"

He was completely taken aback by Leng Chengran, and he was still complacent, thinking that he knew the secret of the big man...

Leng Chengran raised his sleeves slightly, and a gust of wind roared in, hitting the grimacing man hard on the face.

He let out a scream of "ah", and was beaten until he lost several teeth, and most of his body hit the stone wall behind him, making him almost numb.

Leng Chengran seldom strikes too hard... In fact, it's because he is too strong, he doesn't even bother to use [-]% of his martial arts when fighting with others, so everyone thinks his martial arts are mild.

Now that the attack is so ruthless, the ghost-faced man believes that the master of the Qianli Sect is just a cover-up. His real identity, his real image, is the murderous, ruthless and ruthless Ghost Emperor Leng Siming...

Leng Chengran didn't prepare in advance, the name he made up casually, it really sounds like that...

After beating the man, Leng Chengran looked at his hand indifferently, "It's just a small human being, how dare you guess the way of Master Ghost Emperor's cultivation! Immortality, mere [-] lives sacrificed to heaven? Hah ...you only know a little bit of superficial information, so you think you know my details?"

Leng Chengran portrayed the image of this cold-blooded murderer very well...

The man with the grimace was stunned for a moment, "You, you..."

"You are not qualified to talk nonsense with me!"

In Leng Chengran's tone, with a fierce look, he waved his sleeves and brushed away the dust on the bed, and then he sat down proudly, "Say, what else did you find next to the bamboo slips! I would rather Look, which traitor dares to smuggle out the things from the Nether Ghost Palace!"

In fact... Leng Chengran just wanted to find out what kind of poison was in the little boy. Such a strange poison probably came from the same place as the insidious way of cultivating to worship the heavens.

(End of this chapter)