Chapter 1792 Angry Instrument Spirit

"What did you say?"

Uncle Cheng Wen looked disbelieving and shouted:

"How can he destroy our family?

What a joke!

Even if he really has that ability, our family still has the chief bodyguard.

The bodyguard is a terrifying quasi-ghost.

Stomping your feet on the ground can make Juyu City tremble three times.

Why can he be so arrogant? "

Uncle Cheng Wen felt that his father was too useless. With such a powerful bodyguard at home, who should he be afraid of?

But his father was so cowardly that he listened to the other party's words and destroyed his soul.

Could it be that the father actually had an illegitimate child outside?

Destroy yourself so that you can confidently bring your illegitimate child back to the family?

No wonder he has such weird ideas.

Because he couldn't understand that there was anything that his chief bodyguard couldn't solve.

But his father just refused to call out the would-be ghost bodyguard.

After hearing his son's question, the owner of Juyu Restaurant did not speak for a long time.

Just when Uncle Cheng Wen became more convinced of his guess, his father sighed and said in a deep voice:

"Last night, someone caused trouble in our restaurant.

It is said that the opponent is very strong, and none of the guards in the restaurant can be his opponent.

I got up from the bed, angry, and took the chief bodyguard with me to teach the troublemaker a lesson.

result……

The chief bodyguard our family relied on was slapped to the ground by the troublemaker on the spot.

After being rescued, he even forgot his last name! "

"What? A person as powerful as the chief bodyguard actually lost his memory after being slapped by someone else?"

Uncle Cheng Wen took a breath. If his father hadn't told him such a thing personally, he wouldn't have believed it even to death.

"That's all because the other party doesn't want to kill anyone. Otherwise, the chief bodyguard would just have lost his memory.

I'm afraid I'll be killed on the spot by that slap! "

The owner of Juyu Restaurant looked pained.

He tried his best to heal the chief bodyguard's injury, but to no avail.

Without the protection of the chief bodyguard, their family might be reduced from a first-rate family in Juyu City to a second-rate family.

"Who is he? Is he the Soul Hunter Emperor?"

The look of surprise on Cheng Wenbo's face became even stronger.

All the random thoughts in my mind were thrown away.

"I've said so much, but you still can't guess the identity of that person?"

The owner of Juyu Restaurant shook his head, feeling extremely disappointed with his silly son.

"Is it, is it the boy from just now?"

Uncle Cheng Wen frowned, as if he thought of something, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"You're a prodigal son, you really don't know how to live or die.

He knocked out our chief bodyguard with just one palm strike yesterday. Even if the Soul Hunting Emperor comes over, I'm afraid he won't be able to take advantage of that young man!

Why do you dare to be so presumptuous in front of him?

If I hadn't destroyed your soul just now, our family would really have been wiped out! "

The owner of Juyu Restaurant really wanted to kick his stupid son to death. Fortunately, the other party did not continue to pursue his fault, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"He, he is so scary?"

Uncle Cheng Wen finally realized that he was afraid, and the horror and fear on his face were even stronger than when his father stepped on him and exploded his soul vein.

"snort!"

The owner of Juyu Restaurant snorted coldly and said:

“Now go home and recuperate.

See if you can restore your soul veins.

If you can't recover, then just be an ordinary person for the rest of your life! "

"I see……"

Uncle Cheng Wen didn't know until now what kind of person he had just offended.

Regret came flooding back, but it was no use.

A few minutes later, the Sword Spirit venue became lively.

Because today’s protagonists, all those sword spirits, have appeared.

"Master, the sword spirits have appeared. Take a look. If you like any sword spirit, I will help you convince him to become your weapon!"

"No need, they are all rubbish in Sword Spirit.

Even if you take it down, it still takes up space! "

Lin Tianyou spoke softly.

As soon as these sword spirits entered the venue, Lin Tianyou could already feel their spiritual levels.

These sword spirits can only be regarded as average. Being able to condense the spirit body from the sword is considered extremely lucky.

But it's not worthy of his status as Dragon King and Ghost Emperor.

"Is it all rubbish?"

Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit pouted her little mouth and muttered:

“What is trash in the eyes of the master is treasure in other people’s hearts.

In order to obtain the sword spirit, they tried all means, even sacrificing their lives.

If the master doesn't like it, he can accept it. When he has friends or subordinates, he can use it to reward them! "

"Huh? As a reward?"

When Lin Tianyou heard this, his heart moved slightly.

Although the sword spirit here can no longer bring him convenience.

But giving it to Zuo Longwei or Youlongwei is definitely a great gift.

If those two dragon guards get a sword with the sword spirit awakened, they might become invincible in the lower underworld.

"In this case, after the Sword Spirit Conference is over, I will reluctantly accept them all!"

Lin Tianyou said his decision calmly.

“Who is that boy, so arrogant?

I don’t know how much preparation others have done to gain the favor of the Sword Spirits, but he still looks down on these Sword Spirits? "

His words were not disguised, and the sound was heard nearby, making many visitors feel unhappy.

But many people have seen how terrifying Lin Tianyou is, and they only dare to slander him from the sidelines, but don't dare to laugh at him in person.

Outside the Sword and Spirit venue, an elegantly decorated carriage drove slowly.

Two women sat talking to each other in the car.

"Miss, is everything you said true?

Have you really met a boy who looks very much like the Dragon King and the Ghost God? "

Sister Hu leaned next to Xiao Yin'er, her plump face full of surprise and disbelief.

"it is true!"

Xiao Yin'er recalled her previous experience of riding a carriage. Because she was angry with the driver at the time, she didn't pay much attention to the other person's appearance.

Now after all this time, she finally realized that the appearance of the coachman was more than eighty percent similar to that of the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor.

“It’s just that he is very young, less than twenty years old.

The Dragon King, ghosts and gods have always shown themselves in the image of young people.

Maybe... maybe I got the wrong person! "

Xiao Yin'er really wanted to see that boy again, even if she could watch him from a distance.

Because that boy was full of aura that fascinated her.

"It's probably just that they look similar.

The Ghosts and Gods of the Dragon King are far away in the Palace of Ghosts and Gods deep in the wilderness.

It is impossible to come to a place where such a bird does not have diarrhea. "

Sister Hu said with great certainty.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

When Xiaoyin'er said this, she said angrily:

"He is obviously not the Dragon King ghost, but he puts on the same airs as the Dragon King ghost. It's really disgusting. Next time I meet him, I will make him look good!"