"The superiors have the troubles of the superiors. They have to think about how to consolidate their status and...get the greatest benefits!"

A thin light faded from Ling Luoyu's eyes, and evil spirits gradually arose.

"Because only the greatest and best interests are worthy of them... So, no matter whether this interest is useful or not, they want it! But what I don't understand is... According to Changyang Zhenren, she was there when she was forging the Wrath of Thunder. Why didn't she take action at that time?"

"ah……"

Feng Chenglin screamed.

Fortunately, the people over there were all focused on the shadows, and no one noticed his incompetence.

"What are you kidding?"

Feng Chenglin quickly withdrew his consciousness and covered his mouth, but could not stop stuttering his teeth.

"San Young Master, you...you said that real person, Changyang real person... she wants to be... old? Did you hear it wrong?"

How is that possible?

Are the gods not that old, right?

This thunder wrath can be said to be one of the oldest objects of the gods. If the Changyang Zhenren is like it, then it would be an unimaginable existence.

"This matter was said by Changyang Zhenren himself, Shadow's default... How likely is it to be wrong?"

“…”

Shadow default!?

Feng Chenglin couldn't figure out the deep meaning.

"Shadow... Shadow admits the existence of Changyang Zhenren, then, then the two of them... have they known each other long ago?"

Ling Luoyu met his eyes seriously: "In theory, your current statement is completely valid!!"

“…”

"But in fact? There are probably some stories we don't know!"

"...There are still stories that don't know? This is just stories that know, and they are shocking enough. Can there be some people who don't know?"

Feng Chenglin's consciousness was relatively let go, but hehe.

"I guess it's a result that we can't even imagine!!"

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Changyang Zhenren with subtle eyes. His eyes blinked hard, widened and stopped moving.

Ling Luoyu looked along his gaze: "You looked at her without blinking, and you were so happy that she was so excited that she would be moved by her heart. Then she would convey her feelings to you..."

"Not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't the Wrath of Thunder... come from heaven? This... this Changyang Zhenren is also... come from heaven?"

“…”

The two looked up almost at the same time and looked into the sky.

"Where did she come from? I don't know!" Ling Luoyu looked calm: "But we can ask someone..."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Yin Shijiu!"

“…Little nineteen!!

Little Nineteen!

Changyang Zhenren’s love name for Yin Shijiu!

From this we can see that there must be a story between these two people.

only--

The two turned their heads and looked faintly in the direction of Shadow and others.

"I feel that we are here now, it seems... not the time!"

Feng Chenglin twitched his lips and looked at Ling Luoyu quietly.

"We really have to be third parties, regardless of their business?"

"It's not a third party, it's a n-party..." Ling Luoyu's lips curled slightly, and a smile appeared, and he was very entertaining: "Look at them, on the surface, they are a harmonious one, but what about it?"

“…”

At this time, everyone had already divided into several camps.

When these people were outside, they were already heroes on the side. Even if they got here, they would not be able to surrender and wait for death with their eyes closed.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, they all consciously huddled together and snuggled up to each other to take confidence.
Chapter completed!