"Zhengyang Zhenren, no matter what, it is better for you to be with us than to be with such a spirit, right?"

"That's right, real person, don't do anything stupid... This weapon spirit wants to kill us, just to make you unable to sing alone!"

"With us here, even if you have an alliance and a backer, if we die, you really have to deal with him alone..."

“…”

The speaker slowly retreated and tried to distance himself from the shadows a large enough distance.

Even though Changyang Zhenren said that he would not help them, he was still much closer to her in terms of subconscious actions.

After all, everyone is human!

When facing a non-human spirit, there is always an instinctive resistance in your bones.

The shadow stood motionless, looking at the Changyang Zhenren.

Zhenren Changyang also ignored the actions of the people around him and stood with a smile, without any reaction to those people's words.

The people around her spoke so hard that they were anxious and angry, but she did not make any statement, and she didn't even look at them.

This result made everyone unable to hold onto their faces.

After all, they are also experts who have won the field.

Under one's own people, he has absolute right to speak.

But what about here?

It was directly ignored by others!

The loss here is truly engraved in everyone's heart.

"Zhengyang Zhenren, we...we are talking to you!"

A tall man stepped forward two steps tentatively, his face dark and gloomy.

"What does it mean to be like... not speaking? Do you agree with what we said, or... disagree?"

Before he finished speaking, Changyang Zhenren looked over with great gaze.

The gaze that looked like a dead person made everyone's heart sink inexplicably.

Especially the man subconsciously licked his lips and looked around, as if he was looking for his own Allies.

Unfortunately, everyone was watching him, but no one was helping him.

"Someone asked me this question..."

The real person Changyang finally spoke with a faint smile.

"Is it because I didn't say clearly, or... Is there anyone among you who don't understand what I said?"

His eyes turned slightly and fell on the shadows.

"The reason why you don't answer me is that you don't... it's because you don't understand me, right?"

The shadow's pupils shrank, without words.

His eyes flowed, and the eyes of Changyang Zhenren fell on Ling Luoyu.

"Little girl, where are you? Did you hear it?"

Ling Luoyu instantly smiled and walked over with smiles and eyes curled up: "The real sister said so clearly, why can't she hear it clearly? I think they didn't say anything, and they probably felt that... you can't do such a thing, real sister..."

Changyang Zhenren smiled with a deep eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Of course it's..."

Ling Luoyu came step by step, leisurely and leisurely.

"I want to give these old men's heads... as a gift to our Shadow Lord!"

She stood beside the shadow, smiling sideways.

"Sir Shadow, do you understand what our real sister said? If there is still something you don't understand, it doesn't matter. Tell me, I can help you solve my doubts..."

Shadow's eyes finally glanced at me: "You are a person who slipped away from my hands... and are in lingering. What qualifications do you have to say about the power of life and death in front of me?"
Chapter completed!