Chapter 102

"Master, you see, just let people talk about this little thing. Please come and have a trip." Ling Xihong whispered.

"Come on, you two don't pretend to me. What's the underground spirit arena? Why do you want to cheat him. I think you both know the consequences of not telling the truth. " Leng Wuchen went to a chair and sat down. He tilted his legs and said, "go and have someone make me a cup of tea."

Ling Xihong nodded to a young man beside him, and then said with a smile: "master, it's not our fault. This boy mentioned it all, so we agreed at that time. At that time, you didn't know that Chen Xiang was playing a little bit."

"Even if the Chen family boy really goes to the underground fighting field afterwards, we won't agree. His strength is no different from his death. If it comes out, who dares to come to us to play."

Leng Wuchen thinks deeply. He's right. If it's someone else, maybe he really believes it, but it's useless for him.

"It seems that your face really doesn't hurt!" Leng Wuchen stares at Ling Xihong in a soft voice, but his tone is more serious.

"Hoo..."! For me, Zhuo fan took a long deep breath and said, "in fact, it really has nothing to do with us. If you ask Chen Xiang what he said that day, I think you will know."

"What did you say that day?" Leng Wuhen turns to see Chen Xiang.

Where can Chen Xiang remember clearly? He had drunk too much that day and said softly, "I forgot. I drank a little too much that day, and I can't remember it very clearly."

"Well, I can't remember it clearly, brother. I think you'd better leave it alone. It's not good for you. You don't know that he yelled at the Zhenyao king that day. If it wasn't for the Zhenyao King's magnanimity and don't care about him, he would have died long ago."

"Although the Zhenyao king let him go, after all, it's our fault. That's why we have the underground spirit arena. We can't afford to offend the Zhenyao king. We have to pretend that we are not."

Chen muxue's face turned white and said in an urgent voice: "what did you just say? My cousin, he really insulted the demon king face to face

Chen muxue almost roared and asked. She was afraid that this time it would be a real problem. Compared with this, the contract is not worth mentioning. It has already implicated the Chen family. It's impossible to set any discipline. The foundation of our Chen family for many years is basically over.

Cold no trace but don't think so, just light said a sentence: "remember after such a person to scold behind, unless you believe you have that strength, can resist the anger of the other party."

After hearing this, the audience felt that they couldn't keep up. The boy was not angry and worried. On the contrary, he taught Chen Xiang how to curse behind his back. If he is not a madman, he must be an idiot.

Chen muxue has been numb, these two guys don't have a worry, now how to do, no, I have to go back to tell my father, otherwise it will definitely cause some trouble, this eyelid how always jump.

"Take me to the dungeon!" At this time, Leng wuheng said to Ling Xihong very seriously. "If I guess correctly, the real owner of the underground spirit arena is the demon king."

"Master, are you really embarrassing me?" Ling Xihong said with a bitter smile. After all, what happened? The Ling family really can't afford it.

"How about I take you?" Zhuo fan is very firm at the moment, without the hesitation of Sihao.

Leng Wuchen smiles and doesn't worry that it will affect you. Then she turns back to Chen muxue and says in a soft voice, "take him back to Chen's house and wait for me. I will never let you Chen's house take any risks. Remember, if I don't go back, don't talk about it to anyone in your Chen's house, or I'm afraid it will be more chaotic."

Ling Xihong clenched his teeth and said firmly, "master, I'll go too. Anyway, no one will care about me if one of my rotten lives is dead."

Leng Wuhen said with a smile: "in fact, I only need a guide. Even if you go, you can't help. On the contrary, you will be involved. Besides, I just want to have a look. What do you think?"

Zhuo fan and Xi Hong look at Leng Wuchen with a smile. They look at each other. In fact, they don't know each other. The meaning is very obvious.

Leng Wuhen looks at Zhuo fan and Xihong and asks, "are you sure you have already thought about it?"

"Well, master, I think about it." Xihong nodded, and his face seemed relaxed at this time. So is Zhuo fan.

"Well, I won't stop you." Leng Wuchen nodded solemnly and said to Chen muxue, "you two go back and be careful. I'll be back soon."

"Then be careful!" Chen muxue nodded. He knew that going there would only add trouble to Leng Wuchen. Then he looked at Chen Xiang and snorted: "cousin, let's go too. It's all your fault. If something goes wrong, I can't spare you."

Cold no trace did not send each other, looking at the back of the two, he just recited in the heart, hoping that nothing bad happened!

In Leng Wuchen's mind, he really takes the Chen family as his own. He has never realized what family love is since he was a child. The Chen family is really good to him, although they don't get along for a long time.

But he had this feeling, but he couldn't tell. The town demon king will never let the Chen family go easily. Wu trace thought that after all, so many years of experience is not in vain.Cold no trace and looked at the remaining two people up and down for a long time.

"Master, you don't have to worry that they are your own people. They won't go out. There's no problem!" Ling Xihong said softly.

After shaking his head, Leng Wuhen also raises his feet and goes towards the outer door. Zhuo fan and Ling Xihong follow behind him. When Leng Wuhen comes to the courtyard, a creaking sound comes out. An old man comes out of the door, wearing a little shabby clothes. He smiles at Leng Wuhen and says slowly, "you are very good, little brother. Then he went back to the house.

Leng Wuchen is completely stunned. Who is the old man? What does that mean?

Ling Xihong said with a smile: "master, don't care. This is a crazy old man. He is not in his mind. He was taken in here by our Ling family. He has been here for decades. He doesn't even know who he is. He often makes mistakes. We call him an old madman."

Leng Wuchen doesn't think so in his heart. It's not that he doesn't believe Ling Xihong's words, but that he subconsciously thinks that the old man is a bit unusual. This is also a kind of intuition, but maybe he thinks too much, but he doesn't care.

After walking for some time, the three came to a simple gate, where many people came in and out, but this is the underground of Xingluo city. People who are not clear will not think that there is another scene under the prosperous city.

"That's it. It's the spirit arena inside." Zhuo fan was a little nervous, and his tone was a little unsteady.

Leng Wuhen nodded and said, "you two go back. You two will expose me here."

They hesitated for a moment, then nodded and turned away. At this time, Leng Wuchen wants to take out a half black mask and put it on, but he can't find it on his body or in the crystal space.

"What's the matter?" Ling suddenly asked.

"Nothing!" The mask should have been forgotten. I forgot to take it when I left.