A normal man works hard like this, even if he doesn’t die, he has to remove several layers of skin!

How did Gu Lan do it?!

Ling Luoyu angrily said to him: "Then, why don't you ask Gu Lan again when you have the chance to see him again?"

Hoho, man!!

When men encounter this problem, they are always injected with blood!

Feng Chenglin looked at her very seriously: "I'm a serious problem. No matter how capable he is, he can't make such a movie!"

If you really have this ability, it really won’t be called a human being, it’s a god.

No matter how strong a man is, he will never be able to create such a large group of descendants.

Unless it is the one that continues to breed inbreeding by sons and daughters.

Only when a child gives birth to a child can it be possible to create such a big town.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to create such a formation simply by relying on Gu Lan alone.

Lu Ming, who was leading the way in front, turned his head again and frowned: "Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"

He always felt that Feng Chenglin was talking to someone, rather than talking to himself.

"It's okay, I feel like my own feelings, my master's great achievements," Feng Chenglin caught up with him, still struggling with the problem in his heart: "You said, so many people... are all created by your master alone.

? There is no chaos in close relatives...what or something?"

"No, you're thinking too much!" Lu Ming answered very affirmatively.

"Don't say it so absolutely. Didn't you say it yourself? You haven't been here for many years, and you haven't been here. How could you know that there will be no change in the past few years?"

"It won't change!" Lu Ming's answer was still as confident.

Feng Chenglin noticed the unusual: "Why can't there be any changes? There won't be anything... a mysterious thing I don't know, right?"

Lu Ming glanced at him without answering.

It was this glance that made Feng Chenglin determine that there must be something wrong with it.

His gossip in his bones once again gained the upper hand: "No, Mr. Lu, you see, you are not sincere again, have we all agreed just now? We are honest with each other, right? Tell me, your master's

Things are not your secret, and it doesn’t mean to hide them.”

Lu Ming still didn't answer.

"I've said that your master's secret is not yours. What else can you do to shame? You don't speak so mysteriously."

“…”

"Mr. Lu, the more you don't say this, the more curious I am."

“…”

"No, Mr. Lu, you are too unkind, right? Isn't this intentional way to hang me?"

Lu Ming seemed to be impatient when he said it. He suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at his eyes steadily, and paused word by word.

"Because, my master has a special medicine, how special is it? It can make his descendants... lose their descendants!"

"..." Feng Chenglin was stunned for two seconds: "Let his descendants... die out their descendants?!"

Is this like a father doing something?

However, this approach is indeed very ancient.

A vicious and cruel person like him can even take out blood to sacrifice his children, and it is entirely possible for his children to lose their children.
Chapter completed!