"Okay, how is that possible?" Feng Chenglin started to slap again.

"Why is it impossible?"

"No, no, you don't understand what I mean. Lu Ming and the Lord of God... that's the relationship between the Lord of Death. How could he go back and ask the Lord of God... for some things?"

Not to mention whether the Lord of God is really missing or fake disappears, even if he is still there, his relationship with Lu Ming will be incompatible.

"Third Young Master, not only we know, but almost everyone knows that Lu Ming hated the Lord of God to death, because the Lord of God regarded him as a toy and played with him for so many years, he wanted to kill the Lord of God..."

No matter what the relationship between Lu Ming and the God Lord had before or what the relationship was, now almost everyone knows that Lu Ming hated the God Lord and was still trying to kill the God Lord!

Even if Lu Ming goes back and wants to discuss something with someone, that person cannot be the Lord of God.

Ling Luoyu glanced at him meaningfully again and shook his head: "Think about it yourself!"

"...you, you don't mean that what we see is an illusion, it is a scene starring Lu Ming and Shen. In fact, after all... God Lord and Lu Ming are still in the same group?"

"You finally got a little clue!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

To be honest, even if he was beaten to death, he would find it hard to believe that Lu Ming was actually the Lord of God.

However, after thinking about the cause and effect of the whole thing, his heart felt a little scared.

"...Lu Ming, is it still the Lord of God?"

However, what is the meaning of everything he does now?

Why did he recruit soldiers and hook up with many people to kill the God Lord?

Could it be—

Feng Chenglin suddenly had goose bumps and caught up with Ling Luoyu in three or two steps: "San Young Master, I, I suddenly thought of something!"

"explain!"

"You, you said, if everything is as you said, then Lu Ming is still the confidant of the Lord of God, then the people he beckoned to kill the Lord of God... aren't it the fish on the Lord of God's chopping board?"

"Understood?"

"...I understand, and I was scared, then, there were so many people..."

Feng Chenglin shivered with emotion.

Under Lu Ming's lobbying, almost more than half of the people from the gods came.

Simply put, as long as there is a little power and ability, they will join the team to attack the Lord of God!

Ling Luoyu seemed to smile: "At the beginning, I didn't think too much, but Lu Ming pulled people to kill God Lord. We can participate or not, so we didn't think too much, but now... we have joined this game and then experienced what happened just now, I realized something was wrong!"

"...what is wrong?" Feng Chenglin smiled embarrassedly: "To be honest, even if you said so much, I haven't felt anything wrong yet!"

"Don't you think Lu Ming always evades when talking about the Lord of God?"

Lu Ming seemed to be expressing his hatred, but the hatred was too obvious.

"You can say that he is a toy of the gods, so you hate the Lord of God and feel disgusted with him. You don't want to mention this person again. You will grit your teeth every time you mention this person, but you rarely mention him!"

"Everyone thought that his dodging was to dodge the past. After all, it was not a glorious thing. It was heart-wrenching, but it did not exist in another possibility. He had Stockmoor syndrome!"
Chapter completed!