"Who are you, how dare you speak to me like this?" The messenger glanced at him and scolded: "Shut up, otherwise, I..."
"Snapped!"
Before the messenger finished speaking, a loud slap had already fallen.
"You..." The messenger covered his red and swollen face and said angrily: "You dare to hit me?"
"If you dare to say nonsense again, believe it or not, I will kill you?"
"You...you are..." At this moment, the messenger seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly swallowed the words in his mouth, not daring to say another word.
"Yan Chengfeng, I'll give you a moment to burn the incense. I'll wait for you outside." After saying this, the messenger didn't even dare to look at Leng Xuan and hurriedly retreated.
"This guy still has some eyesight," Leng Xuan said. The messenger was a powerful man at the level of Daluo Jinxian. The fact that he could easily slap him said a lot. The target had obviously thought of this and was so afraid of him.
"I made you laugh." Yan Chengfeng sighed, "I, Yan Chengfeng, actually got to this point."
"Since you still remember that you are Yan Chengfeng, then show off the courage you should have. Being a human being is not about disappointing others. The most important thing is not to let yourself down. I hope to see from you that you were not afraid of the world before.
The earth is not afraid of Yan Chengfeng."
Hearing this, Yan Chengfeng suddenly smiled and nodded: "I understand. You wait for me in Jiu Suicheng. I will go see the King of Hell and come back...if I can come back."
After Yan Chengfeng left, there was no news for five days. Leng Xuan stayed in Jiu Sui City and couldn't help but feel a little worried. He asked Elder Yuan several times to inquire about the news, but to no avail. On this day, Leng Xuan had just left the room when he saw
Elder Yuan walked over quickly.
"Elder Yuan, is there any news about your city lord?"
"Not yet." Elder Yuan said, "Master Leng, the King of Hell sent someone here specifically to invite you."
"Invite me?" Leng Xuan was startled for a moment, then realized. In front of the messenger that day, he showed the cultivation of a supreme powerhouse. The other party must have reported this matter to the King of Hell. In the underworld, except for the King of Hell and the King of Ghosts,
Needless to say, there are not many supreme and powerful people. There are only three people known so far. They are the two subordinates of the King of Hell and the King of Ghosts, including the man next to Qiao Lei. Therefore, whether it is to the King of Hell or the Ghost King, a Supreme
The emergence of a strong man, as long as it is used properly, is enough to change the current situation in Huangquan. After thinking about this, Leng Xuan asked: "Where is the person?"
Under the leadership of Elder Yuan, Leng Xuan soon met the person sent by the King of Hell. The person was a man with an ordinary appearance, a very slender figure, and an indifferent look in his eyes. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be in his thirties.
.Seeing the man, Elder Yuan saluted and said respectfully: "Master Wei, Hall Master Leng has invited you."
"Master Wei?" Hearing Elder Yuan's name for the man, Leng Xuan's heart skipped a beat and he immediately knew the man's identity. Yan Chengfeng mentioned to him last time that there was a supremely powerful man beside the King of Hell.
His name is Wei Han. This person's surname is Wei. Coupled with Elder Yuan's respectful attitude and the special temperament he inadvertently revealed, it seems that Wei Han is him. The King of Hell actually sent him here, which shows that he has great respect for himself.
Pay attention to.
"Are you Leng Xuan?" The other party looked him over and said, "I, Wei Han, have been entrusted by the King of Hell to invite Lord Leng to go to Turtle City for a talk."